Chased by the Love of the Police

Misbehavior

It's been almost a week Anya and Yoga are still not communicating. All sorts of ways Yoga is done to meet Anya but nil. Anya just spoke briefly and left Yoga. Neither a phone call nor a short message got a reply from Anya. Anya was very upset by what Yoga did. He still did not expect Yoga to think about him. Anya is very disappointed and prefers to relieve emotions by avoiding Yoga. This is certainly so that Yoga can instrope the mistakes made.

Early morning in the capital, with a gontai yoga step towards the office. As usual, he met a cheerful Boy in the morning. The appearance of the two friends is like heaven and earth, very far and counter. One is enjoying happiness as a couple, while the other is experiencing a cold war with a partner. So heartbreaking.

"The more I'm gonna do it, bro.." Say Boy Tease Yoga.

"Sial*n. I'm in the same cage again, it's been almost a week I've been in it." Yoga Sayings.

"What problem, bro? You're weird."

"Gue is not weird. I just let go of talking rudely to him. I accuse him of cheating when obviously he has no relationship with his co-worker. I'm blind jealous and it ends emotion." Yoga tells the grievances of his disbelief on Boy.

"Lu always if the emotions must not think long. That's woi boy. How about getting married if you can't control your emotions."

Yoga down. Instead of being angry or upset at Boy's remarks, Yoga actually felt Boy's speech was very true. He really wants to get married, but what will be his household later if his attitude when emotions can make a couple hurt. Let alone marriage for life, durable to a lifetime of corn is already profitable. Anya is even very patient with the jealous attitude of Yoga from the very beginning of their dating. Yoga feels so guilty, why he still feels so jealous blind and unable to control emotions.

"Lu bener bro's. I was so patient with him." Yoga lethargic.

"Lu must try to apologize bro. I'm sure Anya just needs time to calm down."

"If she doesn't want to date me again, what about bro?" Yoga is desperate.

"Yes effort first bro. Whatever Anya broke you have to accept. That's all a consequence of what you're doing. But I'm sure, Anya wouldn't be that good as your mutusin. As long as you can better control your emotions in the future. You should be grateful to have Anya, already beautiful and not neko-neko. If you can't trust him, don't mistake him for leaving. If we don't trust our partner, it doesn't feel good, bro."

"Yes, I was in a difficult position. But Anya still believes in me. But I, because just watching him talk to other men have thought bad and strange. I'm just as bad as her." Yoga is well aware of the mistakes made. He really misses the moment of togetherness with Anya when their relationship is still fine.

"Aaaahhhh, I'm so fucking bro." Yoga rubbed his face rudely because he was annoyed with the stupidity done.

"Spirit bro. You should try to apologize and learn to trust her. Understand."

Yoga nodded.

***

Mela was confused for 2 days had not heard from Iqbal. Usually Iqbal always tell what is done. But already 2 days Iqbal has not contacted him at all. Mela was very curious about what happened to Iqbal. However, a sense of prestige to start communication first makes the urung start a chat.

Mela couldn't concentrate all day. After finishing with the final task research, Mela and Mela sat down with Ika and Oki in the cafeteria. Mela decided to send a short message to know the condition of Iqbal.

"Sister, what else?" Mela while closing her eyes pressed the send button. Oki and Ika who saw Mela busy with a cell phone were simply astonished.

Mela repeatedly check the phone to see if the message has been sent and read. Almost 30 minutes waiting, Mela's message was not read. Mela put on a riled face. "Can I have a wrong word with brother Iqbal ya." Inner Mela.

Mela tries to forget her turmoil by chatting with Ika and Oki. But the chat was cut off when he heard the phone coming in on Mela's phone. Mela sumringah saw who was calling her and rushed out the canteen looking for a quiet corner to pick up the call. Ika and Oki increasingly shake their heads with the behavior of Mela who is again kasmaran.

"Hello.."

"Hello brother."

"Where's Mel?"

"On campus. The hospital brother?"

"No, at home."

"Well, don't you work this afternoon?"

"The owner is working. Her body is not strong, yesterday it fell and need rest." Iqbal.

"Sister Iqbal is sick?" Mela asked in shock.

"Yes, it's just a slob."

"Sort of how to try. What is the condition of my brother now? Same family, right?"

"Okay, by myself. Yesterday was not strong drive up to the house of mama papa because quite far. So stop by my pretty house in the hospital for a break. But that's it, a single person's house has nothing to fill."

"Well, you can. Yaudah Shareloc's sister, Mela there now bring medicine the same food. Can't complain. Okay well? Shareloc spiel!" Tell Mela to Iqbal because she is worried about Iqbal's condition. Iqbal innocently obeyed Mela's orders whose tone had already risen by several octaves. Iqbal immediately sent his location now.

Mela hung up the phone and checked the location Iqbal had sent. He understood the area a little because it was quite close to the location of Mela's apprentice. Mela rushed to pick up the bag and goods and then say goodbye to her best friend.

"Where'd Mel go?" Ika asked who saw Mela packing.

"Gue unplug ya gaes, no business." Pamit Mela's.

"What business? The romance?" Oki Goda.

"Don't matter, important business." Answer Mela.

Mela immediately headed to the car park and drove the car to the supermarket to buy groceries. Once it was enough, Mela immediately went to the cashier and continued to travel to Iqbal's place. It did not take long Mela arrived at the housing complex because it was in the daytime the streets were quite quiet. Mela looking for Iqbal's house number. Had not had time to find Iqbal's house, Mela has been made dumbfounded by the housing that does look elite. Mela drove slowly and arrived at the house with a modern feel with brown paint. Mela saw Iqbal's car parked in the carpet.

"Mela. Really come here." Iqbal did not expect Mela to be willing to come all the way.

"Yes really. Who would try to know someone who is sick to treat himself alone. Brother is also weird. I can tell Mela that she's sick." Cerocos Mela's.

"If I ask you to come, will you come?" Iqbal asked in a serious tone making Mela beat.

"I'm right Mela Ekekain." Mela was nervous with Iqbal's sharp gaze.

"Keep Mela told in front of the door? Mela's innate mana was numerous and heavy." Mela diverted the chat.

"Eeh yes, come in Mel. Here I bring you."

"Not brother. Mela is strong. Put where?"

"In the kitchen. What did you buy?"

"food." Answer Mela briefly.

Iqbal was shocked by the food Mela bought, very much.

"A lot of Mel. I'm here by myself, not bringing a village."

"Yes abis Mela doesn't know Iqbal likes fuck. Mela bought a lot. Who knows how to make the sick into appetite." Reply Mela while grinning.

"Yes, if so you eat here. Dear food if you're wasting."

"Emmhh, can. Then Mela is ready first."

Iqbal was happy. Yesterday when his body fell he felt bad because of the drop during a busy job and later made his work more piled up. But now, he is grateful because with his sick condition can make him alone with Mela even Mela willing to take care of him.

Iqbal self-smilingly looked at the busy Mela in the kitchen.

"So I'm not sitting there, than standing there smiling." Hela's Order. Iqbal.

Before long Mela's cooking is ready. The smell of delicious smell evokes the appetite of Iqbal.

"Well, I didn't think you could cook." Iqbal was amazed by the look of Mela cuisine.

"If only simple cooking can be aja kak. If the new storm cannot. Cobain was gih. Who knows what it's not like."

"Long time feels bad. I got anxious. Fever plus stomach pain too."

"Iiiih seneng very badgering. Try it first."

Iqbal tried the food in front of him. He was even more amazed, it was delicious for the cuisine of the young woman in front of him.

"Where's brother?" Mela asked enthusiastically to hear Iqbal's comments.

"Emmhh, that's fine. Not to make me have a stomach ache like that."

"Yeee, say it's good." Mela protests do not accept to say the cuisine is good.

"It's delicious. Thanks for being masakin. If you make sure gini can be cured cepet." Iqbal said sincerely.

"Hmmm, what does this have to do. I ate a meal. Abis is taking medicine." The two ate together without making a sound.

After he finished eating, Mela tidied up the dirty dishes and prepared the medicine for Iqbal.

"Drink medicine first brother. Abis is resting." Mela handed the medicine and a glass of water to Iqbal. Iqbal drank and swallowed the medicine with resignation.

"Udah." Say Iqbal while putting a glass that still contains half the water on the table.

"If so, brother rest again. Let's go back first. Mela was cooking quite a lot and was in the kitchen. If brother laper, brother eat again. Keep the medicine on the dinner table, later tonight take the medicine again abis eat. Okay?"

Iqbal was sad to hear that Mela was coming home. Iqbal fell silent without answering Mela's explanation.

"Sister?" Call Mela to make sure Iqbal understands what Mela is saying.

"Should you turn back now Mel?"

"Hmm, why brother? Let brother Iqbal rest." replied Mela.

"If I don't want you to go back, what?" Iqbal stared at Mela sharply making Mela again misbehaved. Mela was silent not answering.

"Mel, don't go back. I'm here, yeah." Iqbal approaching towards Mela shortened the distance between them. Mela was silent and could not escape. Iqbal grabbed Mela's thin body and hugged her tightly.

"Just a moment Mel. I'm so glad you're here to take care of me." Mela fell silent, her heartbeat was no more.