AFTER YOU GO ~Story About Farrel~

BACK TO WORK

After a full day of being tired of the streets plus the noise of vehicles, tonight Farrel just arrived at his home in Jogja. Farrell opened the door of his old house slowly.

The same atmosphere from the last time he left, even the dried coffee glass was still on the table because at that time he forgot to wash so worriedly with Uwa's state.

Farrel begins his night by cleaning the bedroom. The other room he left first, the important place to sleep tonight.

After finishing cleaning now Farrel looks fresh because he just took a shower. No need to describe how a white towel wrapped beautifully on his waist was already inconceivable.

Finished dressing Farrel put his body on his single mattress. Ah really delicious stiff body can now stretch.

Suddenly his phone rang, Farrel immediately picked it up from inside the bag. Mr. Subagyo's name is on the screen.

"Assalamualaik."

"Ah yes .. waalaikumsalam Nak Farrel, Mr. disrupt the nights," exclaimed Mr. Subagyo.

"No sir, what's wrong?" Farrel piled up his pillow so he felt comfortable on the phone with his future in-laws.

"Can we meet tomorrow afternoon? Fahira insisted on meeting you." There was a woman's voice behind the phone, Farrel believed it was the voice of his future wife's thin smile unknowingly when she heard it.

How not, the voice of the woman at the other end sounded like a series of train cars were speeding. It seems that Fahira is really upset right now.

"I'm sorry sir, I went this morning to wander. Please tell me your daughter, I'm going to collect our wedding expenses later." Farrell replied casually.

"Hey what did you say?! Who wants to marry a fraud?" Fahira's voice was deafening so Farrel kept his phone away from his ears a little.

"Listen well to unknown people! Don't think I'm a fool to be lied to! I won't let you take advantage of my situation to your advantage!"

Farrel shook his head and spoke, "not really."

The connection was severed because Fahira shut it down unilaterally.

Farrel who knew it could only stroke his chest.

"I think I should get ready to have a terrible wife."

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"Fairah! What are you doing?" Mr. Subagyo snatched his phone from Fahira's hand. While Fahira was busy adjusting his breath that was decapitated by the scream just now.

"Father with me! That guy left, right? That guy went wandering around for a reason, he ran Pa. Run like that bastard!"

Mr. Subagyo stared at his son not accept, "Farrel is not like that! Farrel's not like your ex."

"Where does Papa know? Also new, I'd bet he won't come for my wedding." Fahira ruffled his waist and stood up to leave Pak Subagyo.

"What guarantee?" Mr. Subagyo stopped Fahira who was about to step.

"What guarantee? If Farrel really comes." Subagyo challenged his daughter.

Fahira thought a little, "if he really comes, I am willing to marry him. It's all for Papa's sake, not for this kid."

Fahira continued his steps leaving his father. While Mr. Subagyo smiled with relief he was sure Farrel would definitely come.

*

One morning in the city of Jogja, a beautiful haired girl woke up from her sleep. Today he had already occupied a more decent house than before. Yes, that girl is Hanun.

Hanun rushed to the bathroom that was now inside the house, he did not have to queue or even digedor-gedor like before.

This house he contracts for the next year, all this can not be separated from his hard work and also the role of someone.

Instead of punishing him, the man helped him. Hanun was hired in his workshop on the grounds of punishment but it turned out that the last time the person gave him a sizeable salary.

Farrel his man, Hanun smiled to himself in memory of him.

After bathing and getting dressed Hanun combed her black hair, she was about to leave for the bookstore where she worked.

Surprisingly, Hanun always leaves early only to be able to pass through Farrel's workshop hoping to see the man once.

Hanun is now riding a motorcycle loaned by a bookstore owner for his transportation equipment. As usual Hanun took the road that passed through the workshop. Hanun almost blames his eyes when he sees Farrel there. He looked at the man he had been waiting for.

Oh is this a dream?

Hanun subconsciously stopped right in front of the workshop just to make sure the person was indeed him.

Farrel who was busy opening his workshop was unaware of Hanun's existence there. For a few minutes Hanun was glued there to say hello but they were not that familiar.

"Aaron! What else is there?" Suddenly the voice of someone made Hanun and Farrel turn their heads.

He is Kartino Farrel's new coming officer. Hanun was wrong with his behavior especially Farrel who now looks at him in wonder. Without a second thought Hanun was running his bike, making the two men there stare at each other.

"Eh boss, my goodness when are you back? Don't you know?" Kartino dropped their eyes.

"Night, I came here early in the morning to surprise you." Farrel went into his workshop followed by Kartino behind him.

"Co can be with Hanun? Or maybe?" Kartino couldn't hide her sense of stigma.

Farrel turned around and looked at Kartino in surprise, "within Hong Kong. I didn't know she was here."

"What time is boss? Do you believe me?" Kartino teased Farrel while raising her eyebrows.

"He doesn't work here, does he? Why did he come here?" Farrel.

"Kangen same time Boss," Kartino chirped.

Farrel said he did not like it, "don't you not give his salary, huh? So he wants to take it."

Kartino was surprised, "Bos don't be careless if you say it is the same slander! I've given you according to the amount the Boss said."

Farrel chuckled at Kartino's changed expression. "Good, maybe he just happened to pass by. This truck is still here No?"

Farrel approached a truck parked in his workshop, as he remembered it had been repaired before he came home.

"Nobody took the boss. He said the driver who died didn't know how."

Farrel nodded his head, then checked the spare parts that were there. Farrel's first day of work will be very long because he left it long enough. Today also begins.

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**Assalamualaikum, a little love letter from me to you😘 Thank you guys who have been waiting faithfully for Aa Farrel, not sure anyway there is still nyimpen si Aa in his favorite😅 Sorry yes yesterday that I did not up not anything I thought yesterday NT interference eh turned out to be my quot disorder🤣🤣Yok yook love support again make the Aa let him nongol every day, do not forget the likes and comments dong let me the spirit of my moody understanding sometimes can not be compromised.

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Happy reading to you**.