Beautiful, How is Minder?

Beautiful, How is Minder?
end of love story



Nindi stared at the sickening sight presented in front of her. His intention to give a surprise to his idol, even he himself who got a surprise pulled from him.


His tears still flowed hard to see Fahri who was overwhelmed by wear back his clothes scattered.


The woman riding him was the same. His pouting face always stared intently at Nindi who felt he had no manners. For entering into people's homes without permission.


"Nindi, you ehm .. when do you come? Why don't you call me first?" asked Fahri stammered, confused how to.


"So right, brother, is this the reason you have been avoiding me all this time? Why sis?" with tears in his eyes, Nindi asked. Very sad about his fate.


"Heh, little boys don't have to interfere with adult problems. It's gone, go home you. Wanted the same mama you" said the woman who roomed with Fahri earlier, expelling Nindi who also looked at him cynically.


"Lin, please. Please stay with me first, yes. I solve my problems first with him" said Fahri who also tried to calm his woman.


"No, don't throw him out. Let me go, sorry to interrupt your activities. May you always be happy, brother. I'm leaving, excuse me" is not strong anymore, Nindi relented.


True said Yopi, his explanation about Fahri who was difficult to contact was true. Nindi must forget about Fahri, and treat her broken heart. Her first love has been lost, leaving behind deep wounds.


Moreover, the end of his long wait must find his heart that is playing with other women, playing sickening games.


"Wait, Nin. We have to talk, sorry brother is not fair with you" Fahri still had time to hold Nindi by holding his hand. He didn't want Nindi to leave with a misunderstanding.


"No, sis. Enough, that's enough. I'm not strong if I have to look at your face for too long. Later I will be more difficult to forget you" said Nindi who lowered her head, still crying as she pleased.


"Let's go, baby. Let him go, you don't have to take him anymore" said the woman who also held Fahri's arm.


"Oh, yes. Here I bring your favorite cake, consider it the last gift from me" said Nindi handed over the serabi package she had bought to Fahri, without looking into Fahri's eyes again.


"I'm going, brother, thank you for the wonderful experience that you gave me. Because of brother, I know what it's like to fall in love. My first love for sister" Nindi paused her words, scooping up a little oxygen to strengthen herself.


"And because of my sister, I know how heartbreak feels for the first time too. Thank you brother" Nindi left, he was no longer strong to see Fahri's face.


"Nindi, wait" Fahri shouted, wanting to hold back Nindi who ran out of his house.


Luckily Nindi was on his bike when Fahri came out of his house. His footsteps were a little restrained to chase after Nindi because he was stopped by the mothers that Nindi had asked when she came.


"Well, how come you cry, nduk? You're Fahri's victim again, aren't you?" asked the mother when she saw Nindi who was still watering her eyes.


"Ndak kok ma'am, Fahri's brother is my brother. Yasudah, I'm sorry ma'am" said Nindi who runs his bike a little quickly. He doesn't want to see Fahri anymore.


"Aaaahhhhhh" shouted Nindi from the top of her motorbike.


Hoping to reduce the tightness in his chest due to the unusual sight he had just met.


Nindi stopped her motorbike, sat on the sidewalk and shed her tears of sadness again. So that later after arriving at his budhenya house, there are no more tears that must make others ask the problem.


Yes, Nindi and Fahri didn't tell anyone about their closeness.


After feeling enough, there were no more tears left. Nindi rushed home, she had already decided to return to Jakarta alone.


"Assalamualaikum" said Nindi after arriving at his Buddhist home.


There was no answer, it seemed like everyone was at his lek sir's house. They're all being ripped.


Nindi rushed to her room, tidying up her luggage which fortunately was nothing, just one backpack.


After finishing, Nindi wrote on a piece of paper. Hopefully later his sister finds his writing so that people at home do not get confused when they do not find Nindi at home.


"Goodbye past, may I be able to treat my wounded heart immediately" Nindi murmured.


He was ready to go to the terminal, with the help of an online motorcycle taxi he had booked. Fortunately, Nindi brought a lot of money. His initial intention would have been to buy many souvenirs, but they all failed.


"On behalf of Nindi?" ask the taxi driver who just arrived in front of his house.


"Yes, sir" said Nindi.


After wearing the helmet well, the motorcycle taxi driver began to move away from Nindi's budhe house.


The further away, the more Nindi could not forget the incident earlier. Fucking women! He was crying all the time, even though he shed his tears.


"Dear cry anyway? Again, neng?" asked the bully, his intention to entertain the hearts of his passengers.


"Yes, again acutely upset me. Don't ask questions yes, I will ask to buy a balloon you know" replied Nindi origin.


But the taxi driver actually stopped, and bought a balloon on the side of the road for Nindi.


"Now, neng. Don't worry anymore, yes" said the taxi driver sincerely.


"Loh, mase really good anyway. I'm just kidding you know" Nindi said in disbelief, there are still good people like that.


"My sister also likes to cry this beautiful neng if sad. And the request is also strange, sometimes ask for balloons, sometimes ask for cotton candy. Even though it's SMA" said the motorcycle taxi driver while driving.


Nindi smiled hearing the story of the taxi driver. Whether true or not, Nindi was just trying to appreciate her interlocutor.


The girl sighed harshly, hoping to quickly forget about Fahri who ruled her heart for almost four years. Although rarely met, but his love is very big.


"Had arrived, neng. Be careful on the road yes, good luck to the destination" said the carpenter before leaving.


"Thank you, you've bought a balloon" Nindi said, waving her hand.


"O balloon, spread my sorrow after I release you. Balloon, take my grief with you" said Nindi who released the balloon into the air, in the middle of the terminal crowd.


Nindi was still observing the balloon she had just flown, she saw it until it flew away.


After being relieved, Nindi continued her steps. He'll go home, forget his past.


It was late in the afternoon, ahead of Maghrib when Yopi called Nindi's number.


"Yes, what's up Yop?" asked Nindi, a little uninspired when greeting her friend.


"Lo again bete huh? Not very excited about your voice" asked Yopi from across the phone.


"Yes" answered Nindi briefly.


"When I go home, I miss you" said Yopi.


"This is the way home" replied Nindi.


"Ngaco, he said it's still a long time?" ask Yopi again.


"Yes, I went home first" said Nindi, instead recalling Fahri who had cheated on her.


Nindi again sobbed, lucky she was sitting alone. No one knew she was crying.


"Well, how come you cry anyway, Nin? Lo why?" ask Yopi worried.


"I'm home, Yop. I'm really going home, I don't want to be there long" Nindi said with a small sob of her mouth.


"Lo calm down, Nin, now you slowly clear the same me. What's up?" yopi asked in a clear tone very worried.


"I'm on the bus, Yop. I went home alone" Nindi said.


"I got on the bus, Yop. The drop is in the terminal dong" annoyed Nindi.


"Oh, yes. What time is it? Let me pick you up" Yopi said forcefully.


"Still a long time, Yop. At least one night, we'll just arrive. I order ojol, you don't have to pick me up" said Nindi.


"Don't dong, danger. Let me pick you up. I will wait at the terminal, at one hour I have stayed at the terminal. Do not order ojol, anyway" Yopi forced Nindi to wait for him.


Danger is indeed a girl as beautiful as Nindi who is upset to have to be alone in the terminal.


"Yes, it's up to you. Yes, it is, Yopi. I want to sleep first, tired of the taste of my heart and body" said Nindi who was lazy to speak.


"Yes, be careful. Do not get close to strangers who are familiar with you during the trip" Yopi warned Nindi.


"Yes, Yopi bauble. Drug Yopi" said Nindi while turning off his phone.


Nindi needs some time alone. He will calm his heart.


While Yopi can only see the screen of his phone that darkened after his phone connection was cut off a moment ago.


★★★★★


"Why the hell, Yop? Like a confused person" asked Aish who saw Yopi often see his watch.


"It's okay, yes. See Richard, right?" tanya Yopi distracts Aish who daritadi always sees his movements.


"There, in the kitchen. Daritadi disturbs people from work. Admonish there, you will be our boss Yop" said Aish who was daritadi continued to be followed by Richard while working.


"Oh, so that's why you rarely get into the kitchen? What level is it bothering him?" yopi Goda.


"Tau ah, my males are followed mulu" said Aish who has more stay in front. Handle visitor orders, and clean tables.


"You strange couple, brawling, jerking off, crying, crying" said Yopi, standing next to Aish who was wiping the table.


"Rather than elo, having a partner is not sought. Weekk" taunts Aish by sticking out his tongue, mocking Yopi like an elementary school boy.


"Gue nyariin time, Yes. Just haven't seen her yet. If I have met, I'm going to go, I can't go even if it's just one cent from my side" said Yopi, this time Aish must be discussing Emily.


"Snitch doang, evidences dong" said Aish who left Yopi, he went to the kitchen. Will put a cleaning device, forget if Richard's in there.


"Ra, here" call Richard who looks to be with the chef cafe.


"No, uh Richard. How come you've never been in his music studio?" aish asked, hoping Richard would leave the kitchen.


After all, every employee will definitely feel awkward if when working instead awaited by his boss. Likewise Aish, his initiative told Richard to leave so that they would be more free to work quietly.


"Lo ngusir me? I like where I want to be" said Richard felt unacceptable.


"Hengmhhhhh... Yes, it's up to you boss" said Aish wanted to leave, his hand held back by Richard.


"Ra, I'm serious. Don't ever stay in me huh. This afternoon, it should never happen again, yes" said Richard who daritadi still discuss the problem, of course after the chef left.


"Yes, but can't you hang out in the kitchen?" aish asked, still trying to get Richard out of his kitchen.


"Tell me first, Richard I Love You, try. Can you not say that?" Richard Goda.


"God, everywhere that real love is the guy first. Cook you tell me anyway?" said Aish.


"OKAY. My Khumaira, My love is only for you forever and ever" said Richard, making Aish giggle amused.


"Now, you have to bales" Richard said half forcefully.


Aish took something from the apron bag he was wearing, when his hand was stretched out, it turned out that Aish brought together the tip of his index finger and thumb.


Make a love symbol with the tip of his finger, then lift it high to the face of Richard. And reply to Richard's words.


"Love you too, Hutama. hihihihihi" Aish replied while giggling amusedly with her own actions.


Richard held his chest as if he had a heart attack, "Please, Ra. My heart hurts" Richard said, freaking Aish out a little.


"Huh, really sick? Richard's right, don't joke around" said Aish, who was holding Richard's chest.


"My heart feels like it's going to fall off, Ra" said Richard, holding Aish's hand on his chest.


"Richard, uh... I think it really hurts" Aish said as she pulled her hand.


"ops, sorry. I guess there are no people anymore" said Ilham with a mocking smile at Aish who was fooled by Richard.


"Diem, Ham" said Aish sewot.


Only this time Richard managed to make Aish embarrassed. And Ilham likes to see these two people in front of him look good.


Richard passed away after blinking one eye at Aish without any Inspiration. Make Aish's cheeks display a natural red hue.


"Keep the seductive boss of his job" Santi said as he carried a tray filled with food orders.


Apparently Aish is on a shift with Santi this time. The one who secretly dislikes Aish.


Aish and Ilham sniffed their shoulders, then they walked out of the kitchen together. Outside the kitchen, Yopi was still agitated.


"Lo why the hell, Yop. Oath looks very upset face you again" said Aish who had approached Yopi.


"It's okay, it's there. Work, don't disturb me" said Yopi, not knowing that Aish asked.


"Oh, okay" said Aish passed, he understood if Yopi needed time alone.


Yopi turned his head to look at his interlocutor, a little surprised to see Aish passing by. He was sorry for hitting him earlier.


There, Santi was happy because Yopi finally scolded Aish who he considered pretentious to seek attention.


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