Chasing Brutal Girl Love

Wearied

At 11 p.m., Rifky and Medina arrive at Rifky's parents' house. They were warmly welcomed by Kamila's mother. There was plenty of food at the table to welcome Medina.

" Ma, how much food is there? Is there an event?" ask Rifky.

" This is to welcome the arrival of the future daughter-in-law of mama" replied mama Kamila as she embraced Medina's shoulder.

Rifky is upset that his mother loves Medina more than he is his biological son. Feeling neglected, Rifky went upstairs to his room.

" You want to rest, baby? All waiting for Rifky's father to come home from the office" said Kamila's mother.

" Can, aunt. Dina also wants to take a shower first" replied Medina.

" You go upstairs, take a bath in Rifky's room."

" No other room, Tan?"

" Don't be afraid, Rifky won't be the same way you are. The other room has not been cleaned, because Rifky suddenly ngabarin mama if you come home. Oh yes, you do not call aunty again, from now on you have to get used to calling mama." said mama Kamila.

" Sir..mamaa...?" medina said.

" Yes, from now on you are a mother's child." said mama Kamila.

After chatting for a while, Medina went upstairs to look for Rifky's room. As per the mother's instructions, Medina knocked on the door of the room closest to the window.

Geck... Geck... Tok...!

" Sister.it's Dina." said Medina half-shouting.

Not long after, Rifky opened the door of his room with his tangled face typical of people waking up.

" What's up, baby? Sorry, brother overslept earlier." said Rifky as he covered his mouth that was yawning with his palm.

" Dina took a bath in my sister's room, huh? Mama told me, she said the other room hasn't been cleaned yet."

" Yes, you take a shower. Oh yes, brother wants to sleep again.. later wake up when papa comes?"

" Yes, brother."

Seeing Rifky curled back into bed, Medina rushed to get a change of clothes in her backpack and into the bathroom. Twenty minutes later, Medina came out of the bathroom with her hair still wet.

" Hmm. Rifky's sister actually slept again," muttered Medina and then immediately went down to the family room.

Downstairs, no one was there. Maybe Rifky's mom is in her room because her husband hasn't come home yet. Medina walked into the living room and sat on the sofa while waiting for the homeowner to gather.

" It's half one, how come Surya hasn't come home yet?" inner Medina.

Medina was about to return to Rifky's room to pick up mukena and dhuhur prayers. But when he wanted to climb the stairs, he met an ART who happened to pass by.

" No, need something? Let auntie get ready...?" tanya Art, whose name is Sumi, is about 40's years old.

" Dina wants to take the mukena, bik. Want to pray dhuhur.." replied Medina politely.

" Oh. that's in the corner of the room there's a mushola, all the prayer equipment is available."

" really? Thanks, bik... then Dina directly to the mushola aja."

" Please, Non..."

Medina immediately walked to Mushola before Rifky's papa came home. It is true, everything is available in that place so that anyone who visits this house will have no trouble to carry out their duties of worship.

After the prayer, Medina fell down briefly because the state of the house was still quiet. Art in the house was also cleaning the room that Medina would wear during her stay.

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" Rifky... said he went home with Medina? Why not get down?" ask papa Surya.

Rifky who just came down from the room was confused because she thought Medina was with her mother earlier while she was sleeping.

" Loh... wasn't it the same mama...?" ask Rifky.

" Why mama anyway? Wasn't Dina bathing in your room?" sahut mama Kamila's.

" Yes, Ma. But after the shower it seems like it's coming out of Rifky's room again."

" What if the child is missing, what will we say to Mr. Hasan" said Surya.

" You anyway, Ky! You shouldn't ignore your future wife." said Kamila.

" What the hell, Ma... Rifky tired of long trips, this soon also want to meet with clients."

" The continued work you thought, if later Medina turned away do not regret!"

" Mamaa...!" pissed Rifky.

Rifky went to look for Medina in the courtyard. Maybe the girl was in the park because no one was there.

" Iyaaang...!" rifky yell.

" Hhh.. kayak in the forest only! The calm way is little." ledek mama Kamila.

" Hmm.. It's up to you! The aunt said Medina was last seen entering Mushola."

" Jeez... Why didn't Rifky think, Ma?"

" Have to search there first! Don't let my son-in-law get stabbed by another guy."

Rifky rushes to Mushola in search of Medina. He was very worried, afraid that his lover would leave in a state of anger.

" Iyaa.ng..."

Rifky stopped talking when he saw Medina sleeping in Mushola still with her face still attached to her body.

" Dina... dear, dear God... Why sleep here?" rifky mutter.

Rifky touched the girl's cheek gently. It felt unbearable to wake up his sleeping lover. Slowly, Rifky took off Medina's face and lifted the girl's body to move into her room.

" Rifky...?" ask mama Kamila.

" Ssttt...! Rifky move it up first, Ma. Poor him, must be exhausted." said Rifky slowly.

After laying down her lover's body on the bed, Rifky immediately went back down to lunch with her parents.

" Medina doesn't hurt, does she...?" ask papa Surya.

" No, Pa. Dina just overslept, maybe tired not used to travel far." replied Rifky.

" Yes, but you told me about the purpose for which you brought him here?"

" Not yet, Pa. because she's afraid she's rejected."

" Oh my God.. So he doesn't know about your wedding plans yet?"

" Haven't... Papa and Mama also just said yesterday Rifky. Uncle also never said anything about the two of us."

" Of course, you better eat first. Hunting is not good food." sidelines Kamila's mom.

After lunch, Papa Surya returned to the office. Similarly to Rifky, he also went for meetings with clients.

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Medina who just woke up was very surprised because now she was on a very comfortable mattress. He remembered that he was in Mushola.

" Huh... Where am I? Why is it like Rifky's room?" murmured Medina with a half-conscious mind.

As his mind was spinning around remembering what happened to him, suddenly the door opened slowly.

" Dear...wake up? Down yuk...? Eat first, you must be hungry." said mama Kamila softly.

" Mm... Ma. kok... Dina can... is it here?" tanya Medina.

" Oh that...! Rifky brought you here when you fell asleep at Mushola. You must be tired, right? Now eat first, then you can rest again. The room under was clean, just four."

" Thank you, Ma."

" Same - same, baby. Wash your face first, mama wait downstairs."

" Yes, Ma."

After the meal, Medina was invited to the garden next to the house by Kamila's mother. They look very familiar like mother and child. It was late afternoon when Rifky came home with Nicko.

" Assalamu'alaikum" said Rifky followed Nicko behind him.

" Wa'alaikumsalam.. Have you gone home?" answered mama Kamila.

" Aunty, that's next to auntie?" babble Nicko.

" Dina is still angry with Nicko...!" ketus Medina's.

" Why are you angry with me, Mey?" surprised Nicko.

" Think of it yourself...!" medina sewot.

" That's dong, baby. Don't snack on dong, we'll have dinner tonight." said Rifky.

" No, bad mood!"

Rifky sat down next to Medina and grabbed the girl by the shoulder. It seems difficult enough to persuade her lover to just smile.

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