Baper, No?

Baper, No? 15

#Baper, No?

Part\_15

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Before long, my phone rang. This time, Angga contacted me.

"Assalamualikum, huh?"

"Master," I answered

"Where's work? No smooth?" tanyakanya.

"Oh, once the phone asked for work. Not his girlfriend" my scolding.

"Haha, yeah-yes. How are you today? Want to be with me?" he asked, faintly heard the sound of his sister's laughter.

Fuck up! Shamefaced!

"Don't ask," I replied.

"Well, how the hell? Wanted to be asked now tell not to ask. I, miss knowing," he said, finally uttered from his lips.

"How you? Not been sniffed yet? I'll be there again, okay?"

"Yaudah, but I can't pick you up."

I ended the phone call with him.

I forgot, I haven't had time to eat daritadi. While the break hour was almost over, I hurriedly headed for the front warteg. Filling the stomach that has been thrashing since it was neglected.

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Waiting for the hour to come home, very long. Though only a few minutes left, I had to shake the front entrance of my group. Seeing the clock that soon shows three o'clock.

Today there is no overtime, so I can go straight to where my lover is. Evaporating a longing that has been stirring, it is no longer strong to hold it .

At exactly three o'clock, I was outside the gate. Leaving the other employees still inside, I immediately ordered a bulge. Drizzle, I don't want it to rain harder.

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"Dea," call Brother Angga.

I hugged straight away, the figure who called out to me. It was like not meeting for decades, feeling claustrophobic.

"Hey, shy. A lot of people," he said, let go of hugs.

I looked around, looking at me with a 'bucin basics' look'. Ah, crap! Again I can't control my feelings, so I'm ashamed of myself.

"Um, sorry."

"Yes, it's okay. Today you go home, you go to the room first. There's Dinda too, I want to take care of the administration first," he replied, rubbing my shoulder.

"Congratulations, Mah. Finally home too" I said, kissing the back of his hand.

"Alhamdulillah, although sometimes still scruffy head, Mamah," he replied, holding his head

I helped clear up what to take home, while waiting for Angga's brother.

"Dea, thank you, yes" said Mamah Ratna, suddenly clasping my hand.

"Ah, what the hell, Mah. I'm sorry, I can't stay here. Because of work, it's usually right to go home," I replied, feeling bad.

"No, but thank you for wanting to go with Angga. He failed to marry, and almost three years never brought another woman. So quiet, not a lot of talk. But if you know you, the nature of the cherry is back again. Mamah really-thank you," he said, at length. There was a clear grain in the corner of his eye.

So moved.

I just smiled, but it hurt a little bit that my girlfriend was once in the greatest heartbreak.

"Can't it fail, Mah?" my tofu, my,

"His woman cheated on him, pregnant with another man. Fortunately, she had not been married, but Mom was also angry. But jeez, it's the past" he explained.

Very bad, men like Kak Angga in vain. Indeed, sometimes its insensitive nature makes anxious. But so far, Angga is my best boyfriend. Because, a spv. Wkwkwk

No dong, I love him as sincere.

"Mama, ngeghibah. But Brother Dea became jealous," said Dinda, breaking my daydream.

"Eh, no. You are," I explained.

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"I'm done taking care of admin, let's go home," said Kak Angga, carrying a bag containing clothes and blankets.

We're heading to the main loby.

"In the meantime, I'll drive first. De, nitip first," said Kak Angga, giving the big bag.

Hup, heavy!

"Well, the online cab can pick up in front of here, Nda?" my question is, to Dinda.

"Lho's? How about an online taxi, brother? Yeah, Aa's car. Is Kak Dea never invited to walk with his car?" ask Dinda, astonished.

Uh, cars?

Instantly the old soul of Matre was buried, calling back and seemed to be thrashing. Wkwkwk

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