Charm Duda Ganteng But Jutek

Chapter 105

Alby

After dawn, we all prepared. Mila tea and Mang Sapto do not come because Mila tea is feeling well. But Ani's tea came along, that's also with her husband's permission.

It was still quite dark as we headed out of the capital towards the toll. Azmi asks that he can pick up the Princess first. Of course with permission from kyai and ustadz ponpes.

Exactly half-seven, we actually just drove to my hometown.

Lucky Princess came along, Nabil so feel have a friend. They're both pretty familiar. Azmi and I took turns driving the car. Actually me or Azmi can be alone. But we did plan to take turns during the trip.

"Jang, is there tea in the toilet?" asked Mak. I shook weakly.

"Mak NGO. We're not gonna stay there."

"Why?", asked Mak again.

"Our goal is to make a pilgrimage to the graves of mother and father."

"But Jang, Mak teah kangen equals home. Indeed there is absolutely nothing you ask to clean the house?", asked Mak again.

"Mommy, Alby doesn't know. Do our brothers still consider us his family after what Alby did with Bia? They all hate Alby Mak! This is the reason why Alby has been going back to the village. If not for Nabil, Alby is reluctant Mak!"

Mak sighed. He rubbed the head of Nabil in his lap. His old eyes were distant. Mak Titin remembers the happy moments between her, Alby and also Bia. Because of her, Bia became a victim. Indirectly, he is the cause of the separation between Alby and Bia.

Mak Titin shed his tears as the car began to enter the alley towards Alby's hometown for years.

I glanced at the rearview mirror, Mak wiped away her melted tears. I understand Mak's guilt. But maybe my biggest regret. All because of my dishonesty.

"Papa, is he in the village?" asked Nabil. He looked around him who was still growing tall trees and gardens of citizens.

Yes, I am a village. Mountain people! Maybe I'm lucky to be the way I am now, even if that's not what I want.

"Dear, wait a minute!", I said. Azmi who had fallen asleep was immediately awake because of stumbling rocky road.

"Astaghfirullah, what road is the river dry? The stone is very big!", Azmi quipped.

"Lo quip me what's the government's mistress?", my question is. Azmi pressed her shoulders.

"Abi, do we also want to go to the tomb of Umi?", asked Putri, Azmi's son.

"God willing to go back to Jakarta again, we will make a pilgrimage to Umi's tomb!", replied Azmi. The princess nodded happily.

The car slowly entered my yard. What I thought turned out to be wrong. The house I left for years was clean and tidy.

I got out of the car, followed by the others. Including Nabil who immediately went down and looked at the wonder of my father's house.

Might as well...Nabil was astonished that his Abah and his grandfather's house was very different. Abah's house is too simple for Nabil who used to live in a luxurious house.

Nabil smiled at the house. I also walked slowly to my house. A house that leaves many memories. When was the last time I came home? I don't know! I think long before Nabil was born.

The house in Febri's contract was neat. Who cleaned this house???

Suddenly someone approached us.

"Assynnya!"

We all looked up and answered my greetings.

"Walaikumsalam!", I looked towards the man.

"Another alby?", she asked me. I also nodded.

"Teh Una lin?", my clothes. He's nodding.

"God willing, Karak Nepi?"

"Muhun tea."

Una tea looks at mother like.yes so it is. Then he smiled kindly at Azmi and the Princess who was in front of Azmi. His eyes turned to Nabil.

"Maneh By's boy? Pisan case? It looks like a little maneh!"

"Yes tea. Nabil, knowin. Aunt Una!", I said.

Nabil also brewed Una tea. He rubbed the top of Nabil's head.

"Oh yes By. All this time, teteh cleanin house is the same house wak Mus."

"Oh Allah, meuni ngerepotin!", I said. I don't know why Mak just shut up. Whereas during our stay here first, Mak often greeted the friendly people of this village.

"Teu atuh By. This ge at the request of Bia neng. Even until now still pretentious in the same transfer neng. The important thing is clean, neat house. Even though I don't know when I have it back. Uh, no way you come home too By!", said Teh Una at length.

"Bia?",manyou. Una tea nodded. While Nabil who was at the bottom just looked at the faces of the adults who were seriously talking. His hearing is pretty good for a kid his age.

"Heem. Less what neng Bia, By! Meuni tega maneh mah!", said Teh Una. But I don't seem to have to explain anything that happened to my household with Bia just yet.

"Yes tea. Sorry, we're tired. What we can get in, I mean there's a house key?", I asked Una tea.

"Still in the same rich place usually!" said Una tea. I also nodded.

"Yes atuh. Teteh wants to go to the stall. The punten!", pamit teu Una.

"Muhun tea. Hatur nohun!", I said. We also stepped onto the terrace. If the key is still in the usual place, it means under the doormat or flower pot. Sure enough, once revealed the key mat was found.

I opened the living room door. We entered while saying our greetings.

I don't care about the others. I walked into the room where Bia and I shared the sweat-sharing love and poured out everything in this room.

My eyes were fixed on the cot we used to sleep on. I sat on that bed. Although not wearing sheets, the mattress is covered with plastic. Maybe it was Bia's orders on Una tea.

I'm wiping this bed. All the shadows of our togetherness flashed. The shadow of our happiness when we were together. Suddenly I cried remembering everything I had been through with Bia. Not only was Bia hurt, I was just as sick. Even now I can see Bia's smile. He is happy together with Febri who will definitely fully take care of and make Bia happy. Not like me!

I looked at the nightstand. There, there is a wedding ring that Bia always wears.

I grabbed the ring and my crying became more and more. My regret I really can't describe....

When was the last time Bia was here, during that time this ring was chuckling at that table. I held tight my love bond with Bia at that time. This is what I'm afraid of! I haven't forgotten all my memories with Bia. Being with her is too sweet for me to forget!

I rubbed my face rough. I still have to try to forget everything! Although I don't know until when the taste will really disappear.

My phone's ringing. I took it out of my shirt pocket. There's an Amara name calling.

Reading the name on my phone, my heart warmed up a little. Have I fallen for this former lieutenant???

[Assynualay]

[Walaikumsalam, By? Whereabouts? Arrived?]

[Udah Ra. You...why call me? Later on Frans.].

[Dimas has done it baby..eum.sorry!].

I smiled to myself as Amara sounded out how she was saying.

[Squiverance?]

Am I flirting with her??? I had just been nostalgic for how I felt about Bia, but why was it when Amara said that my heart was blossoming?

[Heum, not really. It is a real darling!]

[Gombal! Are you sure you are not in danger?]

[Ngga By. Dimas is on his first mission. Wait for the next plan!]

Amara's words swallowed. Could it be that his plans are a little dangerous for Amara or Dimas?

[What plan?]

I started kepo. Because last night Febri only explained the outline. The rest Dimas and Febri set up.

[Do not know!]

Amara doesn't want to say that, fearing that she'll let Alby down.

[Recured? You're not as dangerous as Dimas, are you?]

[Hey? Ng.ngga knows By].

[Mara, don't lie! I once misstepped because there was no openness between the couple. So I hope you don't cover it from me!]

[Pair?]

Amara. And yes, I'm stuck with my own words.

[I mean.].

[Yes, no need to explain. We're not ABGs who should have courtship status]

[Ra, don't misunderstand me cu.].

[Yes By. Happy resting. I have a meeting. By the way, assalamualaikum]

[Capitaly]

I took a deep breath. Confused! I am really confused!

I don't want any courtship between us. But I'm possessive. I'm afraid Mara why-why. L'm....

Arggghhhh!!! Dizziness!

Tok.dok...

"Papa!", call Nabil. I only realized that Nabil and the others were outside. Being stuck in the past makes me ignore my future.

"Yes baby, papa's out!"

I went out to meet the others.

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