Elea Loves At The Wrong Time

There is a Turmoil in the Heart

"Why brother?" Sapa andini the beautiful woman sat beside Elea who had previously ignored the surrounding. Since this morning he has been busy in his small room which only measures 1×2m, equipped with chairs and tables on which there are computers equipped with small plastic drawers where to store memos.

In the right corner there is a place of polpen and other stationery. On the top of the left wall is installed a medium fan, beside the seat there is a small round table on which there is a money counting machine, in this room for 3 years he spent to make a living.

For the last 3 years he has locked his heart tightly from every man who tries to tease him. Elea felt it was no longer time for her to mess about feelings, it was no time for her to establish a relationship whose direction was unclear.

As she grew older, Elea felt it was time to open her self-defense padlock, and when it opened, why it was so difficult to find a man who deserved to have her heart.

And today the situation is different for the first time in three years he felt a warm tremor in his heart, Hilman the man he met this morning has now filled his entire recesses, every inch of his body shook the scent of awesomeness.

"Sir, this morning I was passing by the T-junction it turns out there is a new workshop there?" cerocos. "The owner is handsome loh kak, if at any time my motorcycle tires deflated I will push my motor there all acquaintances". Continue while playing Elea's snacks on the table. "But forgot I can't ride the bike, brother, hahaha there's-there's this me," he continued while giggling.

Andini this one woman is indeed known to be friendly and humorous in the office she is the only close friend of Elea, she is young and already has a lover who she said is soon married. The only woman who is still at home in the office where Elea works is Elea who mash engrossed in looking for worshipers of her heart. "sister, I went to the room first well, well, sometime if you need a friend to be annoyed, let me be friends,". Elea was surprised as if she knew the contents of her head she just embalmed with a smile.at 12.00 Wita showed a time of rest, the mosques around Elea's office had been rummaging adhan, Elea tidied her desk, and, taking food under the table, fifteen minutes ago his subscription courier came to bring orders of food, white rice and fried chicken a little sambal and lalapan.

He ate his lunch greedily. Five minutes passed he had finished his food quickly, as usual after eating he was on the second floor there was a small room provided by the office for prayer. Elea is not a woman who looks shar'i but every religious obligation she always fulfilled.

His last bow this time for quite a long time he even slightly sobbed, at his age now he also wanted to be like his friends married and had children. He poured out his sorrow on his alphabet that afternoon with great hope to Rabbbya.