Father's Choice of Sort

Don't Compare Me

Arriving at the boarding house Sandra then cleaned up and immediately rest on the terrace while trying the Gilang-giving phone.

" What's San ." Nurul asked after Sandra and sat down beside her.

" This .. again for mobile phone . "

" Well, you bought a new phone ? "

" Gak .. This is a gift from Gilang. "

" Crazy ? " Task Sandra in wonder.

" Camp . He found me at the restaurant this afternoon. At least he came again thanks this, I refused but he begged ." Sandra.

" Mm . I was thinking Gilang really likes San as much as you."

" I know . "

" How do you keep going ? "

" I'm confused myself. I tried to avoid it, but you know. He always knew what I was going to do." Sandra's Story.

" Complicated too yes, on the one hand you are already engaged again marriage . Not that I don't like. This is just an input . You better start to keep your distance if you want to continue your matchmaking with Alfian. Actually pity also with Gilang. But what about it again 'if you get closer 'I'm afraid it'll be a problem later." Nurul.

" That's why, I think so too. But he said all this was for friendship, he told me to ignore his feelings. " Sandra was getting confused.

" aaa.. Dizziness thinking about all this . What do I have to do now.? " Task Sandra frustrated.

" You think, how should I . Can I still be friends with Gilang ? He's too good for me to ignore . I don't have the heart, what else after all the good he's done for me. " Sandra asked Nurul for an opinion.

" Em, are you sure that Gilang just wants to be friends and consider you just a friend ? " Nurul asked back.

" So she said that." Sandra.

" If the intention is so yes, I don't think it's a problem if you're just friends. Want to get married or not I think we all have the right to be friends with anyone. Just know the limits. " Nurul said, although he actually doubted that Gilang just wanted to make friends and let Sandra go.

" really ? But it is also Rul. Don't let this match curb my freedom, too. I'm sure Mr. Alfian also has a lot of friends, and it's unlikely that they're all men. Besides being friends with anyone, I'm sure he won't care." Timpal Sandra sure.

They continued chatting.

" I've inserted a sim card yesterday. Now I'm gonna call mom first. I wonder, we'll call together yuk . " Take Sandra.

" Okay, phone call."

Sandra called her mother. After twice connecting the call finally Bu Lastri picked up the phone.

" Hello Nak .. Wa'alaikumsalam ." Answer Miss Lastri.

" How's mom doing ? Have you eaten yet ? " Task Sandra.

" Thank God, I just finished eating with your aunt . "

" Wah , bi Nani is also there. This is Sandra also with Nurul Bu. "

The four of them finally chatted in turn. They raised their phone calls so they could hear each other.

Still cool chatting, mang Ujang security guard at the boarding gate approached them.

" I'm sorry, there's a guest for neng Sandra. " Mang Ujang said.

" Oya, who's the mang, just ask to come in." Timpal Sandra is curious.

" I'm sorry about the men, so don't come in." Mang Ujang .

" Care it ?" Batin Sandra and Nurul.

" Okay, let me go ahead, tell him to wait a minute. " Said Sandra at last.

" Who is son ? " Task Miss Lastri across the street.

" I don't know Ma'am, this is Sandra to check first. Sandra will call again, ma'am . ? "

" Okay then . Remember the message from mom, son. Now you have a husband. Don't fuckin. "

" Yes mother .. Assalamualaikum."

" Na'alaikumsalam."

Phone connection disconnected.

" Who is San ? " Tanya Nurul's.

Sandra shrugged both of her shoulders.

" I'll see first. " Said as he stood up and left Nurul .

Arriving in front of the gate Sandra was wailing in search of Ujang mang. But what is looking for is not . Maybe go to the toilet or have dinner. Thought Sandra.

" Hey hick ! " She cried Alfian.

" Astagfirullah .. " Sandra was shocked to see Alfian across the street leaning against her car. Sandra's approaching soon.

" What's wrong, sir ! " Task Sandra ketus. It's not here at work so he can speak more boldly.

" Where ?"

" Don't be chatty."

Huh .. Being asked instead of answering even. Inner Sandra.

" A minute, I'll change my clothes first." Finally Sandra gave up.

Alfian just shut up.

Sandra ran inside .

" Who ? " Tanya Nurul's.

" The sableng ! " Answer Sandra.

" Want what ? " Tanya Nurul again who already knows who Sandra means.

" I don't know, not told . Just tell him to change clothes and keep coming with him. "

" Yes already hunted change, who knows at dinner with both. " Tempting Sandra.

" It is impossible . " Reply Sandra.

" I'll stay first. " Sandra after changing clothes.

"Okay, don't forget about it." Nurul's Message.

" Where to go do not know already pesen souvenirs. I want a tombstone if I'm taken to the grave ." Seloroh Sandra's

" It's impossible to go to the grave." Nurul Denying.

" Nothing is impossible, will be serem who knows where to hang out in the cemetery . Serem rich in his face. " The Sandra Debate.!

" Hush .. can not be the same person, what else is the prospective husband. Be careful when you fall in love. " Temptation Nurul.

" Hm, I won't ! " Reply Sandra while running away. Nurul can only smile at the behavior of his best friend.

" Be careful."Shouted Nurul. Sandra turned her head for a while and nodded her head.

Sandra ran back to Alfian.

" In." Alfian said as soon as Sandra arrived.

Without asking much Sandra got into the car.

Free to ask or talk about anything. Sandra was sure Alfian would not respond.

The car starts to go . As always, Sandra would rather enjoy the view outside than in the car.

Sometimes Sandra smiles when she goes through something that she finds interesting.

Sometimes Alfian glanced at him. He thought about what made Gilang like this girl next to him to the point that he was willing to make his long-established friendship bad as it is now.

" Mister, I'm hungry. I haven't had time to eat. Where are we really going ? " Task Sandra who can't stand being silent. What else his stomach has shown protest want in the contents.

But Alfian remained silent . Seeing Alfian who remained indifferent Sandra became upset herself .

" Mister .. I'm hungry. L.A.P.A.R . La par ! " Sheep Sandra.

" Noisy ! "

" Mister, you really are ! Hah .. You're so different from Gilang." Whisper Sandra concubine maybe. But Alfian could hear it.

Citt. The car squeaks suddenly because Al suddenly brakes his car. Many of the cars behind him claxed angrily with Alfian's actions endangering the other riders.

" Mister be careful. " Sandra said in panic.

" You, don't ever compare me to anyone. Especially with him ! " Snapped Alfian mad.

It was Sandra's turn to be silent. Afraid, he was afraid if he had seen the sharp eyes that were ready to tear anyone in front of him.

" You mean, Gilang is better than me ? Heh, don't be so heartened if you don't know him yet. You should have read it first, at least be self-conscious. Don't be proud just because he likes you. Compared to you, ex-Gilang is much prettier and more everything than you . I wonder what makes him like you. Beautiful no, tall no, white no, rich no, well educated no. Maybe at this time Gilang is sick eyes so myopic can not distinguish which is hick and which is beautiful ! " Speak Alfian at will.

Sandra was silent, her two eyes started to dew. Alfian's words were so painful and slapped him.

Alfian has a point, there are so many flaws in him . Why does Gilang like him even stay good to him even though he knows now he is engaged and getting married ? Nothing to expect at all. There were various questions running through his head.

Alfian returns to his car, not caring about Sandra who is crying beside him. He was satisfied to be able to repay the hick girl.

" It's nothing, you see after we get married. I'll make sure you don't just cry, but you'll cry blood." Inner Alfian.

The car continued to drive until they finally reached Alfian's house. More precisely the house of Mr. Wijaya.

There was a security guard who greeted them to open the gate.

Alfian stopped the car right in front of a very luxurious house. Sandra was so amazed to see it.

This is the first time Sandra came to the house of Mr. Wijaya, her father-in-law.

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