
After Isya's prayer and packing her belongings, Cinta came out of her room.
With a suitcase, a backpack and a small bag that he used to fill his cellphone and wallet.
The girl went down the stairs slowly, as if she did not want to leave her parents' house.
"Mama-papa, Love will leave this house. May this be the best decision for Love" said Love in the heart.
"Quick the love!" exclaimed Hendro Setiawan with a waist rack.
"I.iya uncle!" love that then quickens his pace.
"Hey Love, hand over your ATM and cell phone!" neni Pangesti.
"But Aunt?" said love that is not willing to give up his personal belongings.
"From today, you can't call Arjuna anymore and your ATM I confiscated, so that Juna does not know where you are!" clearly Neni with her cynical tone.
"Don't Auntie, Love promise won't call Om Juna, Auntie!" say Love.
"You can talk like that, but tomorrow who knows!" neni Pangesti.
"According to love, otherwise I would have spread these videos and photos. And you will know the consequences! your Om career will be the bet!" threaten Septy Syriac to Love.
"A.what! ja.so you're threatening me?"ask the love that is still so happy.
"As much as you consider it what! obviously follow our orders or your Om career will be ruined!" septy Suryani exclaimed with a sneaky smile.
"Ba..alright!" kata Cinta who then gave the Mobile Phone and some atm to his Tantenya.
Love and Hendro Setiawan set foot towards the exit of the house.
Septy Suryani and Neni Pangesti looked at each other, and flashed their triumphant smiles.
"Non Love...!" call one of Love's family helpers, while Cinta is putting her suitcase in the trunk.
"What's Bi?" tanya Cinta who closed the trunk and stood facing her family's maid.
"It's for non-eaters on the street. Non Cinta has not eaten since then" said the aunty when handing over a package of rice in a plastic bag.
"Thank you Bi!" said Love who then hugged the maid who was like her second parent.
Love then let go of her embrace and accepted the rice wrap.
"Quick Love!" yelled Hendro with his regret.
"I.iya uncle!" love then opens the door and enters the car.
"Daaa.aunt, Assalamu'alaikum..!!" pamit Cinta while waving her hand.
"Daa... Non Love, Wa'alaikumsalam...!" reply to the maid's aunt.
The red sedan car slowly drove away from the mansion and at moderate speed down the highway.
Love wiped her tears many times, and then looked out the car through the window beside her.
"Cats.krucuk..krucuk...krucuk...!"
His stomach sounds are asking to be filled.
Then Cinta opened the rice pack given by her family's aunty.
He ate the food of his servant.
Hendro Setiawan, who was sitting next to the driver, turned on the audio of his car.
He's playing around the news that's happening today..
After finishing her meal, Love kept looking out the car window.
And because of sleepiness and fatigue, Love fell asleep with a swift.
A few hours later Love awoke as the car refueled at a gas station.
"Where is this?" inner Love is a little squirming because it feels sore.
When it was finished, the car started moving back.
"Madiun SPBU?" murmured in the heart of Love.
"I.this is East Java? We've passed Uncle Solo City?" tanya Cinta who was surprised because they were from Jakarta.
"In East Java, is there a problem?" asked Hendro Setiawan with a sharp.
"So our uncle went to Solo?" tanya Love reminds her Uncle.
"Beyond? by when? ma'af uncle forgot!" shouted Hendro with his cynical smile.
"Oh my God, can I survive in this hero city?" the love that returned she shed her tears.
"There is only two hundred thousand in my wallet, how can I live in my new place?" love in the heart.
A few hours later the car was already in the Surabaya area.
The car stopped at the edge of a terminal close to the zoo.
"Well Love, you get down here. Enjoy your new place!" hendro exclaimed when the car they were riding in had stopped.
"I.iya uncle." replied Love.
With a heavy heart, Love opened the car door and got out of the car.
The girl then took the suitcase in the trunk of her car.
The car went fast after Cinta picked up her suitcase.
The car was lost from his sight.
"Ah, have received it with a chest. Still mending me in living in the city, than I was left in the forest! I'll be even more confused." said in Love's heart.
"Now it's better to find a place to live that suits my money. Then find a job!" the word in the heart of love again.
The girl then set her foot down the street in the small alleys in the village behind the Surabaya Zoo.
Love wonders to everyone about where to stay.
"Ma'af Ma'af I want to ask, which are still empty boarding houses for princesses where are they?" ask Love to a mother who was feeding her son in front of her house.
"Oh kos putri, on this straight path many boarding princess . Just find where and ask if there are empty costs." said the mothers.
"Okay Ma'am, thank you." said Cinta as she lowered her head and stepped her feet according to the instructions of the mother.
One, two and three boarding places come to Love, and everything is full.
And the fourth cost temoat that he came to there was one room that had just been in the residence of people who cost because of moving jobs.
"Ma'af yes neng, must be paid in advance." said the owner of the boarding house.
"How much is the month sir?" ask the curious love.
"For a new neng, it was enough to be one hundred and fifty thousand. But the next three months should be two hundred thousand a month." explained the owner of the cost.
"Can't it be less sir? my money is only two hundred thousand rupiahs. And I have not been able to get a job." said Love with a bit of compassion.
"This is the standard price. If you don't want to, it's okay! there are still many people who want to be!" said the father of the boarding house who wants to leave Love.
"E .. okay sir, I would like to. May I quickly get a job." said Love with a little coercion
"Well!" exclaims the owner of the room who then opens the door to the room that will be in Love.
A room with a foam mattress on the floor, one pillow and a small one-meter-high closet. The cupboard can also be made a table.
Love came in with her suitcase and backpack.
"What, so it costs here?" ask the owner of the room.
"I.iya pa, here's the money. One hundred and fifty thousand right?" tanya Cinta who then took her fifties money as much as three sheets.
And given to the owner of the room.
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