Don't Call Me Beautiful...!

Chapter 34 End

I wrote that sentence then I deleted it again, I wrote it again and then I scribbled it again, I wrote it again and I tore the paper and I threw it in the trash.

So on, it is very difficult, yes how will it be, I leave it to God, may God help me who is shameless.

'Oh my God forgive me!'

After I tell my parents, I'll bring a pretty check up on my sister, Brother Nadine, she's a great obstetrician, she's a great gynecologist, he is still young 25 years but he has managed to win the title of best obstetrician in the province.

This afternoon I will go to Jakarta to meet papa who happened to be there, papa and mama were going to come here, but not because papa has business in Jakarta.

Before leaving I have to ask Beautiful to pray for me, yes I will send a message...

"Well pray for me...!"

The message has been sent, and it has been read but why has he not replied, is he still angry with me?, yes I have just called.

'Sorry the pulse you have is not enough to make this call, please recharge your pulse'.

Until he forgot to recharge the pulse, and it's appropriate that he did not reply to a message from me, maybe the pulse was also exhausted, because I forgot to provide the pulse.

Ariefs... Ariefs...

Because it was late afternoon I was afraid to arrive in Jakarta, I immediately left, I was going to go by car but it felt like it would be faster to use the motorbike, especially now my age is enough to have a SIM so it's safe that there will be no one running late on the road because there is no SIM.

This red guy is my favorite sport bike, the bike I bought with my own money. Until whenever he will continue to accompany me, wherever he will I take, yes even though sometimes I also like to borrow papa's moge anyway, it feels comfortable too, it feels comfortable, unfortunately I have not been able to buy a motorcycle as expensive as that, even if there is money I will not buy a motorcycle like that, I better buy a house for I'm Beautiful and my son later.

I drove my bike slowly, my mind really did not focus so many words piled up in my head that I had not arranged into a fitting sentence that I would later convey to papa.

Those words were scattered in my brain and disrupted my driving concentration.

but Alhamdulillah has reached Jakarta soon to reach my home complex...

Uh ....

POV Arief end guys....

'Why end oruh, pan is not yet clear why Arief left beautiful just like that why should end Arief. Poor that the beauty alone faced it all.

Where do you go, why do you go without saying goodbye? why did you disappear?

Is it because papa doesn't approve of you? or because papa really chopped you up? or shoot you with his gun?

Or do you have a boyfriend again? where are you really going the rif? this confused author, looking for an interesting reason why you left Beautiful.

Next Novel Don't call me Beautiful! will use POV Author so all questions will be easy to answer, and all stories from Arief or even beautiful will be available in full in the next chapter...

See you in the next chapter ...