Chasing Brutal Girl Love

Maaf

O Allah, protect your servant.." Inwardly Medina.

The knock on the window of her room did not stop making Medina move to see who was outside. He was afraid that he would wake up his father who was sleeping in the side room.

" Calis, open up dong."

The sound of a soft sound from outside made Medina very surprised. A call like that only one person knows.

" Rifky's sister? No way, isn't he still in town?" inner Medina was confused.

" Dear, this is Rifky's sister. Open windows?"

Medina rushed to open her window and didn't because it was true that the person before her was now Rifky.

" Rifky's sister? Not the sister in town?" medina almost shouted.

" Ssttt.. Slow down, uncle will wake up."

" What is this brother doing here?"

" Sister can't be quiet there if you're angry, Calis. Is there a problem? Sorry yes.. brother so often leave you, tomorrow morning brother must return to the city."

" If there's still some business there, why go home?"

" Medina.sister knows you're angry because sister didn't come home. That's why my sister is not calm when on the phone you sulk. Yes, brother is coming straight here now. Aren't you angry that you're not sleeping at this hour?"

Medina felt guilty for making Rifky have to go home when it was midnight and tomorrow also had to go early - early in the morning.

" I'm sorry, because Dina's sister has to go home. Brother must be tired, huh?"

" If you could see your smile, my fatigue would be gone right now" Rifky said sincerely.

" What the hell? Not funny!" ketus Medina's.

" So again I'm sorry, just smile a little to reduce your guilt."

" Better brother go home Om Jamal and rest."

Rifky sighed softly in the face of his little girl's attitude which was hard to persuade. How can Rifky return to the city if Medina doesn't want to forgive him. But his client tomorrow is no less important.

" Medina, don't be like this. Sister, I'm sorry about the whole day that didn't tell you. Brother promised to go forward later, will be more attention to you."

" No need, sister is not who - who is Medina. Medina's used to it herself, don't worry about me anymore."

" Go to bed tomorrow, you have to go to school, right? For big brother, you are a top priority even though my whereabouts are never considered."

Rifky turned to want to leave because Medina had not wanted to look at her face at all. Surat disappointment was clearly seen in Rifky's eyes when his little girl did not respond to any of his words.

Medina was silent for a long time at the thought of Rifky's words until the man disappeared from her sight. The girl rushed out of her room to chase after Rifky.

" Sister, wait...!" call Medina softly afraid of sounding neighbors around.

Rifky who was about to leave the terrace of Medina's house immediately stopped when he heard the voice of his little girl.

" Medina, it's night. Come in and rest in the room." Rifky said flatly.

" Dina's sorry, brother. Don't be angry, will you?" medina said pleading.

" Sister isn't angry, get in late at night."

Medina did not understand her own feelings. He should have been pleased with the genuine attention Rifky never received from anyone after his mother died. But on the other hand, Medina was afraid that one day Rifky would also leave her like her mother. Medina's current wish was just to mend her relationship with her father.

" Why dream? It's late at night, tomorrow I'll take you to school."

" Aren't you going back to town?"

" Later after taking you to school, now rest let tomorrow not wake up bad luck."

Rifky gently rubbed Medina's head with a shady look that made the girl feel very comfortable.

" I'm sorry Dina, brother. I must be tired of going back and forth to the city because of Medina."

" No, Calis. You're the girl that gets me excited about the second-by-second time that goes on."

Should Medina be pleased with the beautiful words of the handsome man before her? But the fear of loss makes him build a separation fortress that can often be knocked down by Rifky without him knowing.

" Do you need your sister to come inside?" asked Rifky who saw Medina silent earlier.

" Eh, no need. Brother just go home, Dina can go in by herself."

" Yes, brother will leave after my little girl enters the house."

" Yes, Dina came in" said Dina softly.

" Don't forget tomorrow morning to make breakfast fried rice huh? Brother wants to have breakfast with you." said Rifky with a smile.

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In the morning, Rifky came home from Mushola with Hasan and Jamal. The three of them seemed very familiar with each other. Arriving in front of Mr. Hasan's house, Mr. Jamal immediately said goodbye to go straight home. Unlike the Rifky who followed the steps of Mr. Hasan into the house.

" Asalamu'alaikum,"

" Yes, you're making coffee for dad and Rifky up front, right?"

" Sister Rifky's in front, Dad?"

" Yes, he said take you to school?"

" Even though Dina wanted to be ushered father, but brother Rifky maksa want anterin."

" It's okay, he just still misses you after all these years of not seeing you."

" Your...!"

Medina made coffee for her father and Rifky who was talking in the living room. While putting coffee on Rifky's front desk, the girl did not look at him at all.

" Look Rifky, uncle go inside first. There are children's duties that have not been checked" Mr. Hasan said.

" Yes, uncle. Rifky helped Dina in the kitchen just make breakfast" Rifky said.

After Mr. Hasan entered the room, Rifky rushed after Medina in the kitchen. Seeing that Medina was focusing on her cooking made Rifky have a bad idea.

" Morning, baby." whispered Rifky as she put her arm around Medina's shoulder.

" Accoe...!" peekik Medina's.

" Ssttt...! Don't be noisy." Rifky silenced Medina's mouth with her large palm.

" Backk...! Why not Dina?"

" Sorry, I just want to help make breakfast."

" Sister can cook?"

" Of course, cooking is one of my skills" Rifky said.

" really? That's proof dong."

" Oh yeah, let's let brother cook."

" Ok, then Dina take a shower first huh? Afraid of going late to school." Medina's smile was able to freeze Rifky's movements.

Medina immediately ran to her room to pick up a towel to take a bath. Rifky only realized when Medina had left before him. As Medina flashed to the bathroom, Rifky immediately pulled her arm and fell into her arms.

" Didn't take a shower like this, especially if you've been bathing and dressing up.it must be like an angel from heaven." whispered Rifky.

" Depart, brother! What if I see?" medina was afraid that her father would come out of her room.

" Oh yeah, take a bath there to be more beautiful."

Rifky let go of his arms and let Medina go. He himself rushed to finish his cooking before the girl finished her bath.

" Rifky, how are you cooking? Medina where?" ask Hasan who just came out of his room.

Mr. Hasan is already neat because he took a shower before the prayer. Now Mr. Hasan is wearing a PNS uniform and carrying a backpack containing books - textbooks that will be taken to school.

" Dina's taking a bath, uncle. Afraid of going to school late in the kitchen." replied Rifky.

" I'm sorry, so it's a hassle."

" It's okay, uncle. Rifky is happy to be able to perform for his uncle and Medina. Actually, Rifky's been wanting to come back here for a long time, but only now."

" You must be busy in town until you don't get here?"

" It's actually only been a few months Rifky in Indonesia, uncle. Since graduating from elementary school, Rifky settled in Korea to continue school and build a small business."

" Little business - small? Are you low in front of uncle?"

" Not down, uncle." said Rifky with a smile.

After the fried rice is cooked, Rifky makes egg ceplok as a complement. Deftly, Rifky divided the fried rice into three dishes and brought it to the dining table.

Not long after, Medina came out of the bathroom and immediately went into the room to change school uniforms.

" Dina, come sit down! Rifky has made a delicious breakfast for us" said Mr. Hasan.

" Yes, Dad. Thank you Rifky" said Medina with a sweet smile.

" Same - same." replied Rifky briefly while smiling anyway.

Rifky felt very happy to be able to have breakfast with people he loved. In his own home, Rifky rarely eats with his parents. They are too busy with their activities.

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