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Slowly, Salsa began to open her eyelids, as her sense of smell smelled eucalyptus oil. The first person Salsa saw was the servant who worked in her house.

"Thank God, non Acca has woken up," said the Aunt with a look of pompous look, seeing that Salsa had woken up from her pings.

"I'm why, Bi?" salsa asked as she held onto her slightly dizzy head. The girl rested her body on the back of her bed.

"Non Acca passed out earlier," Bibi said, making Salsa correct her position.

"I fainted?"

"Yes, fortunately Rafael came to call aunt," he explained, making Salsa sip her saliva with difficulty.

Salsa thought she was hallucinating.

"Where is it, bi?" salsa asked, seeing that there was no Rafael around. ''So I don't dream that El is here."

Aunty smiled faintly at Salsa's last words, "non Acca is not a dream. Rafael is here. Now he is being taken. He said that Non Acca had woken up, aunt was told to call him," obviously aunt made Salsa still can't believe this situation.

Does Rafael care about him? Is Rafael beginning to reciprocate his long-clapping feelings.

"Non Acca wants aunty to call him here?" seducer the aunt made Salsa cheeks blush like a boiled crab. The aunt was anxious to see Salsa's behavior like this.

Honestly, aunt was surprised to see the arrival of Rafael in this house. Although Salsa's house is in contact with Rafael, it is the first time the aunt has seen the boy play here. As he remembered the last time Rafael set up home at their age

Because he's been looking after Salsa since childhood, so he knows how the boy feels about his best friend.

"Bi, I dream, El is here. Aunty knows how I'm going to Raphael?" he's with the aunt.

"It's not a dream" the aunt explained as she gently rubbed Salsa's head. "So what, you want aunt to call him here?" ask aunt again.

Salsa was silent for a moment, before nodding in agreement to the aunt's words. Auntie immediately left Salsa's room. After her aunt died, the girl held onto her chest. His heart inside is not okay.

Rafael is not here yet, but he is already getting nervous. Salsa saw the door of her room waiting for the figure of a man who made her have to bend her knees.

Tak...Tak...Tak.

The more steps clearly walked towards his room, making him less and less warty. His heart thump was becoming clearer in his hearing senses. Salsa kept staring at the door of her room waiting for the perpetrator who made her heart want to be dislodged.

The one standing at the door of Salsa's room, not the man she had been waiting for. But the aunt who was there stood with a face that was very difficult to understand.

''Bi," Salsa called out in an almost choked voice, her feeling started to feel bad.

The aunt approached Salsa and hugged the girl. Salsa who got a sudden hug became even more anxious.

"Why, bi?" ask Salsa.

"Rafael was no longer there. Though, aunt heard clearly Rafael said tell him when non Acca woke up. But when auntie laughed she was no longer in the living room" she explained in a voice holding back tears.

"I'm okay, bi. I was hoping for too much, El. Maybe there are other interests that Rafael wants to convey. Until he has to break into my room." Salsa should not have expected the rest.

Because it hurts so much. Even this is more painful than when he knew both his parents wanted to settle in the country of people. So he was dragged along and had to change schools too.

***

Boy is taking Greta home. It's not good if his future wife comes home in the middle of the night. Both were silent in the car. Boy glanced at Greta, the girl was thinking of something.

" If there's a problem, tell me. Because now you are not a stranger anymore," said Boy with a focused gaze ahead.

"We are still strangers. We haven't had a marriage yet" Greta explained, making Boy laugh.

''Not too long ago, "the man's tease that was only ignored by Greta alone.

'So tell me, what's your problem. I will help you with pleasure" the man said seriously.

Greta glanced at Boy, then the gentleman returned Greta's gaze with a sincere smile.

"I'm just worried that my mom's condition isn't improving when we're getting married." It felt like Greta wanted to just disappear, she felt unworthy to discuss this matter.

He felt he was playing around, but this situation was serious, not just playing around. She felt like she was a child, feeling unworthy to discuss adulthood. Such a situation made him a dejavu.

For the sake of money, Greta had to sacrifice her youth, even though she was still sitting on the high school bench. It doesn't matter if she's married to a student status. After all Greta's marriage is still in school, Boy who will take care of it.

Greta did this for her mother's sake, she didn't know how her mother was doing when she found out they weren't as rich as they used to be. Greta was worried, her mother dropped when she found out. What's more, her mama's condition worsened, knowing her husband had not been there since they had been in an accident.

Boy will guarantee his life and his family if they get married. Boy will give a house for his mama to live later with his sister. So that his sister did not need to live in their very small rented house.

"Most importantly we got married first, when my mother's condition had improved. After that, I will transfer your mother to an overseas hospital. The senior doctor there will take good care of your mother. We'll remember, I'll take care of everything" Boy said very seriously.

It was one of Boy's promises to Greta, if they both got married.

So this offer is what makes Greta want to marry Boy, a man who is already established. The man will guarantee his life with his family.

It didn't take long, Boy had arrived at Greta's simple rented house, far from fancy.

"Thank you for taking me home" said Greta with a faint smile, "greet Nanda as well, as soon as she recovered."

"Yes, this run out immediately rest, do not have to stay up again," he explained straightforwardly, "I've sent pocket money to your sister Pai in your account. And also pocket money for you at school."

Greta just nodded while thanking, then the girl's hand moved to open the car door, but her hand was immediately clenched by Boy. "Why?" greta asked, raising her eyebrows next to her.

The eyes of the two of them clashed intensely, Greta could see the handsome face of Boy. Although the age of the man is well established, but his face can still play a student of class 3 High School.

"Don't forget to leave your job at the club, starting tomorrow. I'm waiting to hear from you."