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Pandu's wild thoughts are very wrong. He thought Jihan would give herself completely tonight. Zonk.

Now, he resignedly sat sweetly waiting for Jihan to arrange some snacks and turn on his laptop. Looking for a movie he seems to want to see.

"I am the same you were suddenly found. We have never dated or dated. So, tonight I want to enjoy watching home cinema. We'll watch it from my laptop!" Blinking his eyes.

Pandu nodded obediently to Jihan's will. Watching was boring for him. Moreover, the film that played Jihan romance genre. A boring cliche story according to him. But still he did not want to disappoint. The dim lights even support the drowsiness that he tries to withstand.

"What genre do you like in Pandu?"

"Hmm.... What is it?" Confused he found out his favorite in film.

"It's so stiff. All your books are boring. There's no novel I can read."

Instantly, Jihan recalled the 1 old book she had opened. Jihan's eyes were focused on the laptop screen but her mind was on the old book instead. His fingers stopped the film from playing. He was curious about Pandu's heart.

"Why stop watching?" Ask Pandu.

Jihan stared fixedly at Pandu's cold eyes. With the help of light from his laptop screen.

"I can tell you, your past with Sulis first?" The question was how he ventured out of his mouth.

Pandu stared in disbelief.

"You sure you want to know?"

Little nod Jihan gave an answer that was actually hesitant for her to make sure that she would be okay.

"You promised me not to be angry, lashing out when you heard all my stories with Sulis."

"Yes Pandu!!" Twisting his eyeballs lazy.

"Hmm... Where do you start?" Started to remember the series of romance stories first with Sulis.

"Obviously, Sulis and I have known each other since childhood. We often play together, to his Abah garden together. You see, Abahku used to be a farm laborer by Broto. We always meet often. We are the same school. Go home too. You could say trapped friendzone. Until, of each of us is already aware of the growing feelings."

Jihan's gaze could not be separated from Pandu's eyes.

"Our closeness is getting more intense. Do you know what Broto's boss looks like? During that time, he thought I could only be used to keep Sulis out of any association. Turns out, my interest was known to the coach Broto. He's upset. He didn't want his daughter to have any interest in farm-worker kids like me. From there on, Abah was always treated arbitrarily, unpaid, scorned, insulted, maligned which was not."

Jihan fell silent to the serious old story of Pandu. He slightly imagined so great love Pandu that hindered the blessing of Sulis' parents.

"I don't really blame Sulis' parents. Who the hell, who wants to give his daughter to someone who is not sure can guarantee the happiness of his daughter?"

"They just judge you by the cover. They do not see you from your struggles and sacrifices. The proof, until you are as successful as this, they still insult you Pandu."

Jihan's reply drew a small smile on Pandu's lips.

"Yes, I know. And so I chose to give up. Not that I want to be called a coward. Why try to climb a high wall if on it remains iron wire. I have also repeatedly asked for the blessing of Sulis' parents. In fact, I used to deliberately bring up my haughty attitude to show the success I had achieved. The result remains nil. He kept looking down and judging this was all a lie. I have also heard that during my wandering, Sulis has been betrothed by another man. Better to choose to retreat, willing and sincere. Though the feeling is hard to lose."

DEG....! Jihan's heart seemed to stop. Jihan's eyes stared fixedly at Pandu's lowered face. Jihan's fingers can be seen squeezing each other.

Grasping and stroking the fingers of the fingers. Giving a warm kiss so that the reaction of Jihan's heart seems normal.

"After your presence, that feeling is one hundred percent healed. The wound, tiredness, disappointment changed laughter and happiness. This fierce, judes, chatty, gluttonous, haughty and rude woman who actually managed to perfect my life. In fact, his family accepted me very much. Your parents didn't judge me by treasure. Except for my religion, my faith, and my responsibilities."

Jihan's eyes started to glaze over. Heart warms.

"Your father advised, pamper his daughter with religious knowledge not treasure. The message was very touching. It's what makes me more confident and relieved to take you with me. I do not feel afraid if someday all that I have in this world is taken away by the power. Because I'm sure, your parents aren't crazy treasures and castes. And we must realize, all what we live there is interference with the power of God. God's plan for me is beautiful. Presented by a beautiful angel to accompany me to the old days and heaven later. Jihan Sajidah Salim, I will always love you."

The tight circle of Jihan's hands in Pandu's stomach was inevitable. Jihan longs for the figure of Pandu who continues to make her feel united. In fact, Jihan who feels very grateful to be met with a man who really loves and appreciates it.

"Don't you know, if you have a problem no matter how big or small it's a story to me! I want our relationship to be open, trusting each other. I don't want to always see you goofing off on your own. I as a husband you also want to help."

Jihan loosened her embrace. His sluggish face seemed to recall the complicated problems in his work.

"My plans are fucked up again Pandu. I'm failing. Mia really planned it all."

"Mia's? Mia... Who is Jihan?"

"Mia was my friend. Friends who turn into enemies. I don't know why he turned out to hate me."

"Have you ever done anything wrong to him?"

Quick gel Jihan give. He didn't feel like he made any mistakes.

"In fact, Mia was the first person I used to trust. He was the first person to make me feel the beauty of friendship. You know, from a long time ago until now I never had a circle. Nobody wants to know me, nobody wants to say hello to me, not even a little stale. I was always alienated. Carried spoiled, cupu, nerd, quadrupedal. Mom and Dad don't know this. I often speak up. But Papa always denied that. Papa said it was common. Papa has always stressed that I can always solve problems on my own and independently. So, whatever people do want it to be as bad as anything, I can just shut up. Against even I can't. 1 in 10 it's nothing to lose. Mia, Mia who used to be able to help and defend a little in the end also bullied me. I don't know what the cause is I don't know. It still is so now."

Pandu looked into Jihan's eyes which slightly held the wound. A bland smile from the corner of Jihan's lips expressed how bad those memories were for her.

"Alyas. Alya that I used to think was too jayus in friendship, which always did not connect and did not match my personality even more loyal. I'm really not interested in anything closer than a cousin relationship. As long as you know yes, I was covered, flate, boring, silent a thousand languages. Alya often lashes out if I've started cuekin him. Hahaha.it's funny to remember the past, Ndu."

"You're not so guessed. I just heard your story, suddenly laughed. Weird." Pinching Jihan's cheeks.

"Hahaha. Just yeah. Now, I've learned how to fight them all. A little info for you. Mia was David's affair from me. Probably, there's still a lot of other women that David hid from me. Alya knows this story better."

Pandu cengo heard who Mia really is. Behind the chaos of Jihan's life, Mia always participates.

"Are you all right?" That question he kept trying to get to know from Jihan.

"I'm fine."

A big smile try Jihan carve. Pandu laughed satisfiedly looking at Jihan's silly face. Stalk his hands on Jihan's cheeks, putting the two shoots together their big noses.

"I'll always be next to you Jihan. Don't hesitate to share any stories you feel."

Jihan smiled sweetly with a sweet confession Pandu.

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