END OF LIFE THE LITTLE GIRL WHO IS ALWAYS IN THE BULLY

Dina Visits Pak Bambang's House.

"Dina ate a lot huh, that abis you took medicine and we continued to my house, papah house I mean, you still remember right?" Pinta Hardi's.

Mr. Bambang's house, yes I remember that big and luxurious house has given me deep memories, how could I forget it just like that.

I still remember the events in the house, and still feel where the first time I fell in love with Hardi.

"Oh yes of course I still remember it, has there been a change in the house? Oh right, how's Bu Ani the woman who's been looking after you all along? Ahhh how much I miss it" said my eyes began to look, I still remember the kindness of Ani ma'am.

I started to get excited about eating, somehow the urge to visit Hardi's house became strong, hopefully the atmosphere of the house has now changed, no longer a house that every day there are fights and even bloodshed.

"Darling why are you eating with this woman? From earlier I called your cellphone but not active, apparently you had lunch with him, Hardi what are the advantages of this woman? Why do you look so familiar to him?" Suddenly Melisa came from behind Hardi, her face red.

"Lisa I'm free to eat with anyone, and you don't have to manage me, okay ?" Hardi answered while standing up.

"But soon we will be fiance Har, can not dong you just make your own rules" Melissa defended herself.

"But I don't want you to rule my life too much! " Said Hardi firmly.

"Dina let's go now" Hardi quickly grabbed my hand and pulled me a little rough.

We walked out to the parking lot, Hardi quickly opened the door for me I entered and sat down, then he came in and sat behind the car starter steering and went straight from the restaurant area.

Black Mercedes drove across the street, I was still silent, not daring to start the conversation, I saw Hardi's face still without strain.

"Kok diem? " Hardi broke the silence.

"Amm where should I start? I'm so confused" I said innocently nervously.

"Why don't you ask who Melissa is and what does she mean? " Hardi cornered me.

"Loh, he said that you wanted a fiance, so everything was clear, right? " My words stammered, my tongue as if unable to speak and ask what I really wanted to say, but there was no courage.

"His father planted a stake in my company, but not much just 1/4, part of me belongs to my Papah. Melissa likes me, actually I just respect her Papa, because I think her Papa is my Papah's best friend. He helped Papah and I feel indebted to him" said Hardi, his eyes fixed focus forward.

I remained silent, I felt I had no right to discuss privacy with Hardi, jealousy there must be pain of course. But now that I'm an adult, I'm no longer a teenager who quickly indulges in feelings, giving and receiving statements.

Everything must be thought further, clearer deeper, ah already I do not want my mind to be confused and make me rash in giving and receiving anything.