Festive Collection
EPS 61'S. DREAMLIKE
Andre is a famous lawyer in the metropolitan city, he has a beautiful look like a bollywod syahru khan actor, ranging from his face that is white shining, nose that is sharp like a parrot beak, and, and a chin overgrown with fine hair adds to its good looks.
Andre is known as a friendly, adaptable and wealthy figure, but either there is a wind from which all his good qualities turn 360 degrees.
The watch shows at 18:30, andre will meet his mistress mira, they promise to meet at one of the cafes where they first met, mira had prepared a super romantic dinner, there were only 2 people there, mira and a violinist. Andre's arrival was warmly welcomed by mira.
“What is this?” Said Andre confused to see the situation at the cafe.
“Come sit down first, I have prepared this all for you” replied mira
“What are you preparing all this for? It's not my birthday, it's not our anniversary, is it?”
The violinist left them both. Without a word thrown from the word mira makes andre more curious about what mira will actually say. After a few minutes they met face to face and were silent, arrived mirna crying, it added to make andre confused not dear.
“An.. A.dre.. A.. L'm.. I..” said mira with a brick tone
“Why are you mira? Tell me” andre hugged mira to calm her down
“I..” Mira still did not say anything except me..
“Mira.. Tell me what your problem is”
“I'm pregnant” replied mira with trembling lips
Instantly the situation at the cafe became silent, only the sound of crying mira was restrained and andre released his embrace of mira.
‘Moreover this.. Why the unlucky thing always comes to me. ranging from my parents' divorce to now my lover is pregnant because of me.. What's my fault?’ Grutu andre inwardly, andre grabbed his own hair
“Before there were many people who knew.. I want us to get married soon andre” said mira melt the atmosphere
“No..” Andrew replied with his light
“Why?? Why andre..? The one in my womb right now is your son andre”
“No.. I'm not marrying you.. Not” andre still refused to marry mira and gave a wad of money to mira
“What is this money for? I don't need this money Andre.. I need you” mira to stand up and throw away the money you gave her
“I can't” said Andre shed his tears
“Why? You doubt the fetus that is in my womb?”
“I.. L'm.. Still can't. I'm afraid that if we get married, we'll be like my client.. Married and eventually divorced.. I don't want it to happen to us” replied andre explaining everything to mira
“Don't mira.. Don't do anything”
“Why? You don't want to be in charge”
“Iya.. I want to be in charge”
“Re really?” Mira was very happy with Andre's words
A few weeks later we had a fancy wedding.
“Mba.. Mas.. Can it start now?” Ask penghulu to andre and mira.
Andre nodded his head in a sign that he agreed
“I married brother andre hermawan bin agus hermawan with mira rahayu binti abdullah with dowry a set of prayer tools paid in cash” said the pengulu while holding the hand of andre
“I received..” arrived andre considering the incident where his parents and clients were divorced
“Tidaaaak”. Andre took his hand off the ruler
“Gubrakk” andre's voice fell from his bed, and all the events that happened to him were just dreams..
“Amakkk.. Bapkk” voice scream andre
Andre's mother opened the door and approached the son who was under the bed.
“Why are you andre?”
“Mac.. Where's mak?”
“Your father is gardening, why are you?”
“I don't want to be a mak” lawyer
“Indeed why andre.? So you don't want to go to college?”
“Iya mak, I want to garden like mak”
“Alhamdulillah's.. Do’a amak acquitted”
