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The Part 37

Why not before, why? why are you waiting. For the past, stop patting me on the back. I don't want to look back.

The moon did not respond to Arkan's words, one year for him was not a short time to endure all his misery and heartache.

"Lan, I want to fight you."

The moon collects dirty dishes and glasses used by him is also a former Arkan. Then he put it in the kitchen. After that the Moon turned on the television, this Moon did so that his mother did not focus on listening to the conversation of herself and Arkan. Even the Moon added to the volume of his television. The moon returned to the front room.

"Mas already wants magrib, you better go home?" The moon is leaning against the wall, it feels like his head is getting shrunken.

"The moon gives me another chance." Arkan put on his face. But the Moon is undaunted, not shaky.

"Sorry, I've moved on." The moon closed its eyes for a moment.

"Sorry Mas Lan, Mas just found out you turned out like this, Mas promised to fix everything." True said Mas Bintang, Mas Arkan is indeed a model of sharia crocodiles, the words sweet all, good all.

Moon opened her eyes, then smiled cynically at Arkan, "I'm used to living like this Mas, you don't need pity, where have you been all this time? uh huh? the first time Mom and I got kicked out, you were my only hope Mas, but where? you're making me sick more and more. I'm sick of inner birth Mas, me and Mom never eat a few days, me and Mom never sleep in the store, me and Mom lunta-lunta, I, at that time I could only pray that God would love me strength, so that I could always carry my mother wherever I went." The Moon's tears suddenly flowed just like that, considering it had been so difficult, more than now, the Moon could not stem its tears anymore.

"Moon, you still have a father, why don't you go back to your father." Arkan so lightly said it made the Moon round his eyes.

"I'm not crazy treasure like your boyfriend mas, I'll never leave Mom sick, when Mom is still healthy, Mom is so good at taking care of me, loving me, loving me, more than Mother loves herself, if I choose with Father, Mother how? stuck with his condition like that? I'm not that bad." The moon seems so emotional, it makes his head heavier.

"Yes, you go home, please, I want to be alone, I'm tired, I want to rest."

Arkan nodded, "Yes I'll go home later magrib well, you just sleep, take medicine well." Arkan is still trying to do good to get back to the Moon's heart.

The moon does not answer Arkan's words, he only hopes, Arkan really keeps his words, the Moon already does not want to talk at length, it will only scrape a wound in his heart.

Arkan took his sayings, after Magrib he said goodbye to Moon and Bu Widya, but before that Arkan made sure that Moon took the fever medicine he bought. The moon was almost asleep in the front room. His body is very weak. Arkan cupped his jacket to the Moon's body, then he left the Moon's contract. Moon was relieved that Arkan was finally home too.

Moon and Miss Widya are fast asleep tonight. Moon hopes that tomorrow I can go to Dad's house with Mom to clarify everything. Although Father and Mother are less likely to be together again, but at least the misunderstanding of the Mother's problem being slandered soon ends, so as not to cause prolonged hatred.

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The next morning the Moon woke up as usual. His body no longer had a fever. She does her homework in the morning as usual. Today the Moon put a pretty good dress on her mother. Mother's clothes are actually good, just because of such conditions, so Mom only wears regular shirts and pants to make it easier to wear them.

The moon also polishes Mom's face with a little makeup. Mother looks confused because the tumben once the Moon dress her.

"An, au na?" The curiosity of Bu Widya was unstoppable.

"You see someone, I'll go with you." Finished dressing his mother, now it's the Moon's turn to polish his face so as not to look too pale due to a fever last night.

The rented door was knocked, "Assalamualaikum."

The moon recognized a familiar voice in her ears. The moon opened it.

"Waalaikumsallam, enter Mas, enter jeng Konit." The Moon already knows the sound of the stars.

The star came in and Kuncoro got into the contract..

"Then this early in the morning, I'm here." The moon is confused, Mas Bintang why not go to the office, even here.

"Can't you?"

"We want to join yey nyerang aunty attached Bul Bul," Kuncoro said while chuckling.

Moon glanced at Kuncoro, "No need Lhoo Jeng Konit, Mas, Moon ordinary kok ngadepin Bu Laras and Sarah."

"Just have to come." The word of the Star cannot be rejected.

"Months make up anget tea well." The moon went to the kitchen to make some angel tea.

The Star's hand touched the thick jacket lying in the living room. The star picked it up and smelled a masculine smell on the jacket.

"Month, Lan, whose jacket is this? how come it's here?"

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(Mak habit😆😆 will certainly comment later so😆😆 Mum out nyetrika nih, can not up 2 well, asaluhoy taste)

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