Chasing Brutal Girl Love

Warm hug

After cleaning the room and praying ashar, Medina rests to unwind. He was very comfortable sleeping in a room that he had not occupied for a long time.

The night after Maghrib, Medina asked her father for permission to buy food outside because there was no food at home.

" Well, Dina's out for food first huh?"

" Let me, Din."

" No, Dad. Dinah all want to walk around here."

" You don't go alone, it's night."

" If you take Seno, will you?"

" It's not necessarily the boy's will, though,"

" Well then..what if we both eat out, Dad?"

" Maybe, when else can we take the time to go together like this. Your husband hasn't picked you up yet."

" Easy - I hope the bike doesn't break down, Dad. It's not been used for a long time."

Medina took out her motor and tried to turn it on. He screamed happily when the motorbike was able to turn on.

" Thank God, you know that I need one more." muttered Medina with a smile.

Medina immediately prepared to take the jacket in the room and get it for her father as well. When he wanted to wear his jacket, his phone rang. It turned out that there had been 3 missed calls from her husband.

Medina: "Assalamu'alaikum, my husband."

Rifky: " Wa'alaikumsalam, where have you been? It's just finished Maghrib and you're not answering my phone."

Medina: "I'm sorry, Brother. It was Dina outside the motorbike."

Rifky: "Where are the nights like this? Don't go around with the thugs - those market thugs!"

Medina: "Who went with them? Brother is su'udzon the same wife of his own."

Rifky: "Not so, baby. Brother_..."

Medina: "I never forbid you to do anything, now you are with another woman Dina will not know! It's up to you to do something there!"

Medina immediately disconnected her phone call and even turned off her phone. She was very disappointed with her husband who did not believe her.

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Rifky leaned his back on the sofa. His mind was very chaotic when he had thought of his angry wife. Not that he didn't believe in his wife, Rifky just wanted Medina to not join the thugs anymore.

" Why, Boss?" ask Nicko who just walked into the room.

" I don't know, Nick. Can I go home sooner?"

" Can, Boss. Just got our client to cancel his dinner because his son was suddenly sick."

" I'm home now,"

" Wait, Boss. Where are you going?"

" Medina's in the village and I'll follow her there. You're clearing all my schedule for tomorrow."

" But tomorrow morning there's a meeting with the divisions for the latest project, Boss."

" Can't be pushed back the day after tomorrow? You know for yourself what my wife is like. He won't be brought home so soon."

" The thing is this is an important project, Boss."

" Yes, I'll come tomorrow. You're out of lunch."

" Okay, but when are you going back and forth like this?"

" I've done this before, no problem."

If Rifky had already made such a decision, Nicko would not have been able to change anything. He just hopes that his boss can take good care of his physique.

" Fine, keep your health. The distance from here to the village is far, don't force it."

Rifky rushes home after signing some of Nicko's files. Not to forget he stopped by the supermarket to buy groceries because Mr. Hasan certainly had not had time to shop.

" May Medina not be really angry. How could he think I was with another woman." murmured Rifky.

Rifky continues his journey after sholai isya'. He will arrive at the village around ten o'clock because of the use of a car. If it's with the bike, maybe he can get there faster.

While in the village, Medina and Mr. Hasan were eating fried rice at a tent stall near the market. They seem to enjoy their company. Maybe tomorrow can't be like this anymore because Rifky will definitely pick her up.

" Well, we'll eat around here first, okay?" pinta Medina's.

" Are you not tired?"

" No, Dina wants to enjoy some time with dad tonight. Tomorrow if Rifky's brother picks up, Dina won't be able to be with him anymore."

" All right, let's walk first."

After eating, Mr. Hasan returned to drive his vehicle towards the sub-district city just around with his daughter. Happiness was clearly on the faces of the two. They remember when Medina was seven years old, when the mother was still there, they often spent the holidays by driving around the motorbike. A simple life, but a great happiness.

" Dad, it used to seem like we used to sit in a river deck garden, where was it?" medina asked who was sitting in her father's arms.

" Oh that, you don't remember that park near that State Elementary School 1? We used to spend a lot of time sitting there with your mom."

" We go there again yuk, Dad?"

" Of course, since your mother didn't exist.we're never there again."

It only took ten minutes, they had already reached the garden that Medina wanted. The place is still the same as before, only the flowers - the flowers multiply.

" dad... Dina remembered this stone! Usually we sit in this place." exclaimed Medina.

Mr. Hasan was happy to see his daughter's current smile, when there were only the two of them in that place. Had his wife been around, his happiness would have doubled.

" Dad remembered our memories with mom, huh?"

" Yes, even if it never happens again, the memories will never go away."

Medina hugged her father tightly. The warm embrace he had felt in this place. There used to be a mother, now they are just alone repeating the memories of the past.

" Dad's embrace is still the same, always warm." - Medina.

" You're a big boy, son. I didn't expect you to grow into a beautiful woman so quickly."

" Live with me in the city, Dad. Dina doesn't want me to be alone in the village."

" You're fine here, son. Be happy with your husband. Be a good wife to Rifky. He worked so hard to make you happy."

" Yes, Dad. Dina will strive to be a good wife to Rifky's sister."

Medina and Mr. Hasan talked to each other long enough to remember the past. Tells the times when mom was still with them. Without them noticing, the night was getting late and the time had already shown ten o'clock at night.

" Athaghfirullah, Dad...! It's ten o'clock, you go home? Tomorrow I have to go to school" Medina said.

" Oh yes, we forget the time because it is too happy to remember the past." said Mr. Hasan.

" What breakfast tomorrow morning, Dad? There is no food in the house."

" Tomorrow buy it at the stall at the end of the village. Keep going to the market for shopping."

" Yes, Dad. Later in order - clean the house out of the market only."

Medina and Mr. Hasan rushed home because malsm was getting late. It took about twenty minutes to get home because Mr. Hasan forbade Medina to carry the motor quickly.

Arriving home, Medina and Mr. Hasan were surprised because there was a car parked in their yard.

" Dina, whose car is it...?"

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