DUDA IMPOTENT DESIRE

Pov Alda (Sad)

I know Brother, I know where Bang Akram's address is. He told me that when my brother went to Mr. Armand's house, he told me everything about his story. Aunt also listened to her story."

Clearly rose with a voice that sounded sad. Maybe he was concerned about the news I gave him. Where his parents died.

After finishing the phone with roses. I opened the chat I sent to Akram and it turns out that he hasn't read it. I still have a sense of prestige for him I finally decided to delete the chat before he read. Tomorrow afternoon me and Rose plan to go to his village Akram. We left after the trade was up

Because our trade had long ended today, finally in the afternoon, we could only go to his village Akram. It is about three hours from the city of Medan. We didn't tell Akram we were coming. The Rose, let it be a surprise.

Along the way, Roses were busy creating content, whereas I was thinking about Mas Evan. Also think of the words of Holy Mother last night. As well as thinking about Akram's attitude this end to me. He showed his interest in me. I don't want to get married actually. But, if true, because Akram business food stalls I sell sweet. I thought about accepting his love.

Hadeeuw...

"Life is complicated...?!?" I shouted involuntarily inside the travel bus we were charter.

"Alda, what's wrong with you?" asked the astonished mother looking at me.

"No papa ma'am." I replied with a faint smile.

"About Alda, think of Evan's brother." The rose, from the front. He sat next to the driver. We rented an Innova antelope. Who come to

akram's village is me, Mother, rome, rose and Raisa.

I still don't want to respond to the words of the rose Emang is right that the rose says I'm thinking about Evan mas.

"Is it true that Evan's rose was caught by the police with his young wife?" bi Romla asked filled with curiosity.

" He said that's Bi, the news I saw was the same rose on TV, as well as the buyer who discussed mas Evan in the stall." answered me flat Not spirit.

"the love of Evan yes, his life has been ruined since he betrayed you Alda" Bi Romlah said sadly.

Yes, Evan was actually a good man before July ruined our household

No, no.... If Evan is good and still wants to be with me, he won't be affected by July. Once tempted and realized his mistake he must have chosen me instead of July. Akram is wrong. Evan was wrong, too.

Somehow knowing so kind hearted Akram. mistakes he made for the destruction of my life, as if I can forgive because I feel calmer if I forgive him.

Now we are at our destination. The road access to Akram's house, it turned out to be very good. When we got there, his father Akram was buried. Because we got there already at six in the afternoon.

"Alda...!" Familiar with his Islamic appearance, it looks, very surprised to see our arrival. He is currently wearing a koko shirt with the bottom of the stall. As well as the head covered in black lobe, in line with his coco shirt, it looks like Akram wants to go to prayer to the mosque.

"Mother, Bi Romlah, Rose. Heii.. Raisya... You come here too!" our arrival was like a mood booster for Akram. His gloomy face Instantly brightly sparkled, after our arrival.

"Let's go in." He now carries Raisya, who places himself in the chest of his field Akram.

Apparently, my father was the only family he had. And Akram was the only child. And now his father has also repeated to mercy. The story of Akram, who could not accompany his father during the sacratul of death, made me shed tears. I just lost Dad too. I could feel the sadness that Akram was experiencing. If only he hadn't come back to town yesterday. Perhaps, he could still accompany his father, until death to pick him up.

"I didn't expect you guys to come here." Akram said softly, trying to smile thinly covered his sadness. I can feel the pain of losing my parents.

"Yes, how could we not come, son. We had to leave last night. When you told Alda. But, because we've already cooked for the trade tomorrow. Yeah, it's gotta sell first." Clearly Bi Romlah was full of guilt.

So do I, I feel so guilty about Akram. He has been good to my family. We even came to mourn, after the body was buried.

"Yes, it's okay bi. I understand koq." He replied slowly, glancing at me who had just lowered his head.

"Yes son. Thank you for understanding. You have to be patient, right..?" said Bi Romlah, providing reinforcement and motivation to Akram

"Yes Bi, definitely." Sahut friendly. "Come, let's eat first, let's get some rest. You must be tired." He said softly. He moved from his seat, leading us into the kitchen.

I felt bad about refusing his invitation. We also ate together. After eating, get time. And after that, the night of the takjih began.

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