Barista Looking for Love

part 38 ISSUES

Pov early

Having been told. He got up and went out, and soon he came back, and took the bag he had brought from the house.

"Where are you going, sir?" ask me who was astonished, when I saw them packing.

"You don't think of us! all you have to think about, How, you can withdraw the demand" Ketus father while lifting his bag.

Without any more discussion.The two of them came out of my boarding house, I was curious to follow them until the boarding.seen near the gate, there was a silver-colored car waiting.

"Where are you going?" I repeated the question again, not getting a satisfactory answer from them.

But they remained indifferent, continued to walk closer to the car, after being nearby.then they entered, without looking at me one bit.

I could only look up, staring at the car that was gone. It felt strange, when I saw the strange behavior of my two adoptive parents.

The tring! trings! trings!

My phone rang, from inside my boarding house, rushing me back inside to pick up the call.

"What's up, Mom?" I asked after picking up the phone.

"If you can't free Dani! Don't expect your life to calm down!" threaten mom.

Taps! taps! taps!

The phone disconnected, making me shake my head. Feeling dizzy, facing the behavior of my two adoptive parents.

I could only sigh deeply, let go of my fatigue, calm my mind, which was very upset.Just now they were good, yet suddenly like this again.

After my mind calmed down again, I got out of my seat.cleaning the boarding that I had left for a few days, finished cleaning the boarding, I tidied up my clothes, which I wanted to bring, just a few clothes to change.

It felt everything was neat, I took back the phone, told my mother.if she wanted to stay here, to let me know first. Because these few days too, I want to go outside. Before long the message was sent, then Mother also read it.

You don't have to bother, think about us. You just focus! how do I revoke your brother's report at the police station." mom's message is all the same. both phone, chat, until chat. it's the same thing as asking me to revoke my report.

I ignored my mother's message and then switched my phone screen, from the green app. to the online ojek app, to order with Kak Dali's home destination.

At 15:00. I also arrived at the rented house of Dali's brother, immediately clean the body, so that later not scramble the bathroom with Kak Dali. When he came back, he just got home from work.

At 17:30. Kak Dali's motorbike was heard parked in front of the rented. Before long, He knocked on the door while saying greetings, by rushing me who was waiting for him on the sofa, quickly opened the door, for my future Imam.

As usual he reached out, for me to kiss his back.I happily, I did his request. Like a wife who greets her husband when she comes home from work.

"Don't swish! what, his head is like an orphan" I said with a smile, as he rubbed my head covered in hijab.

"Hehehe. You're doing it anyway!" he replied back to my voice, then dropped his body on the sofa.

"You want juice, what's coffee?" tawalku welcomes his arrival.

"Jus. kayaknya delicious, because just finished coffee." pinta kak dali while opening his jacket.

Upon hearing his request, I went to the kitchen to make him a fresh drink. I soon returned, with a tall glass, full of melon juice.

"Thank you!" he said while taking the glass, then gulped it down, looks his jakun up and down. Pumping the juice into his stomach, made me swallow the saliva.

"Sir, aren't you tired?" ask me while glancing at him, then lower my gaze back.

"Why, would you like some pijitin, huh?" Kak Dali asked back, while putting the glass of juice that stayed half.

"Keep, what do you want, in the room?" as usual he was teasing me. I know it's just a joke, even now, let alone being rude, kissing me he's never been, at all.

"So, mother to my boarding house." quickly put the talk aside, so as not to digress everywhere.

"Whose mother?" asked Kak Dali, turning his face into serious mode.

"Sister Dani's mother, my foster mother too."

"So they want to go to your boarding house, and from where they can find out, are you stuck there?" kak Dali asked bak ak-47, inciting me with his question.

"Less knowing, I had forgotten to ask, they knew where I was sniffing there." Mostly intrigues, I finally forgot to ask them, can know where I'm costing from.

"Keep wanting to do something, you ain't nobody, same with them?" asked Kak Dali while watching me from head to toe, making sure I had nothing to blister or less, because of the actions of my adoptive parents.

"Alhamdulillah, no sister. however," I did not continue my words, for fear of offending him. However, my brother dali. was one of the victims of my foster brother's cruelty,

"However?" brother dali is curious.

"But, Brother, don't be angry. I just want to say, what they say!" I answered while lowering my head.

"Why angry? story yet."ujar kak dali while taking another glass of juice.

"They, asked me to retract the report, brother Dani."

Byurr!!!

The juice sprinkled from his mouth, so that some of it splashed on my knuckle.Maybe dali, feeling shocked, by what my adoptive parents asked for.

Uh, ohek, ohek.

He coughed. Seeing such conditions, I quickly ran towards the kitchen, fetching him some water, to drink.

Glug, glug, glug.

The water he drank quickly.After a few gulps, he was finally able to breathe again, leaving his red eyes, after being choked by the juice water.

I picked up a tissue, to clean up his vomit marks, but he quickly grabbed my hand, stopping the work.

"Let me! You are not disgusted!" asked Brother Dali, while staring at me.

I just smiled, shaking my head. Then proceed back, clearing the vomit. Sis dali also helped, so the liquid quickly disappeared.

"I'm sorry, brother!" I said that felt bad, after seeing the situation, which had improved quite a bit.

There was no answer coming out of the mouth of Kak Dali. he just got up, then entered his room. shortly out, with a towel, which he put around his neck.

I just fell silent, sitting staring at him, who was heading to the bathroom lest he get angry, but I haven't told him everything.Uspecially until I tell him everything, maybe now he has kicked me out.

Long pensive, finally Kak dali came out of the bathroom, then into his room back.I just stared sadly at him, sometimes he was like a prince who gave happiness, and then went back to his room, sometimes it's like a demon king giving me horrors.

"Help!! Later in the maghrib, we leave." he ordered after coming out of the room, complete with clothes koko and sarong, want to go to the mosque for congregational prayer.

"Yes, I'm sorry!" I tried to reopen the communication, so he wouldn't get angry.

But my efforts were in vain, He just passed away leaving me, who was still standing, by the chair.

"That's it. That problem!" my gnarled with annoyance, feeling despair with all the trials that have befallen me.