First Boyfriend Second Candidate
First Girlfriend Second candidate 28
Chris left an hour ago. Guess what the impact of a handsome man coming and staying and the new daylight looks like a nose!? This is not the first time the man has stayed. Living in an apartment does not mean escaping the foul mouth of a neighbor.
Wew.
Ega grew up there. With the status of an orphan girl who lives alone. Automatic, so the netizen's fine dining is less moral. After the handsome guy aka the boss left. Whispers began to pierce the eardrum. Ega can only hold a chest. The one thing he always does is listen. Avoiding liver disease that can make him die young.
Horrified.
For the connoisseurs of ghibah, in general they have a daughter or a boy who is also not as holy as that. Like ants at the end of the sea will be seen clearly and elephants in front of the eyes will look faint.
What the parable is, hmm, has no glass. Ah yes, that's the term. Taboo but worth talking about. Miris.
Like painting on water, all in vain. Our arguments never happen in their brains. So it is also free to defend yourself, if cheap gossip is easier to accept and spread like ViRuz.
Just ignore enough.
After the shower, she chose dark blue pencil pants and a milk-brown sabrina dress for the afternoon's appearance. Sit in front of the dresser with your hair still rolled up in a towel.
His hands began to touch the hair dryer to dry the hair. Three fingers tucked into the sponge of Cushion powder patted thinly on the face, giving it a natural color. Her lips thinned tightly when the liptint color of peach kalem was polished.
Ah, she looks beautiful and natural. Not excessive, that makes Chris fall in love until willing to wait. A sweet smile unravels in the reflection of the mirror image. Satisfied with your own make up.
Ega reflected again his sense of dissatisfaction if only once. The names of women in a day they can reflect hundreds of times once the men sneer. Bummer, even though we women dress up for whom else. No grooming and they're fine. And and they're rioting, what the hell would it be.
See the display once again. It was good enough and did not show the eyes. "Sip." Her speech gave a thumbs up in the mirror image.
Ega went from there. Choosing a small Kate Spade black bag Sling bag as a sweetener. Grab a cell phone and wallet into the bag and leave the room. The expensive phone shook before his hand made it to the door.
"Yes, this is leaving. Ok, we meet there."
Before passing he checks again an important wallet, cell phone also apartment card. "Safe," muttered to himself. Out of the nest he stepped towards the parking lot.
A sweet smile expands, before the flame machine does not forget it prays. This two-month car was purchased from hard work. It was just a regular car but he was satisfied. Chris was upset that Ega repeatedly refused when the man wanted to give him a better car. And Ega remains on her standings not wanting to be stamped as a materialistic woman.
Black cars started to slide out of the parking area. Press the audio player button. Slightly sing along and faithfully focus on the road. Ega driving at a standard speed set according to regulations. His eyebrows bend in when the car road feels strange. After pulling the car over, Ega's foot pressed the brake pedal slightly in. He's out to check the wheels.
Closing the car door, two seconds later a shrill scream was heard. The atmosphere became very crowded and Ega could see the viscous liquid in his hands. His heart rate was tight, at the same time he felt his consciousness begin to decline and darken.
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Glancing at the clock in Rani's hand clucked in front of the Mall entrance, it was more than thirty minutes but Ega was not also visible. Breathing in a grim breath, he sat back down with his arms folded in front of his chest and legs crossed.
"Just look, if he's —"
Her nagging event was interrupted when the phone in the bag vibrated, Ega's name was on the screen. "Hey, you want me to be Mc.Donald's replacement, huh." Directly spray ketus without waiting for the sound from across.
"Sorry lady, we from the Police want to tell you. The cell phone owner is currently in critical condition in a downtown hospital, the victim was in a hit-and-run accident and we called because your number was on the last call."
Rani smothers her own mouth. His legs were limp, not believing the news he had heard from the other side. Tears have been slid freely on the cheeks.
"Thank you, police officer, I'll be right there." Rani stuttered.
Run towards the parking lot, when already in the car. He contacted Saka with a sick scream. Rubbing his wet face he breathed his calm heart. And believe everything will be fine.
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Chris repeatedly cursed to find the situation a little stuck. Scrambling his own hair and rubbing a rough face. His head jolted loudly at the car seat the damn mind was already drifting away. His chest rose and fell in an unstoppable emotional turmoil. He could not wait to see her and was next to her lover.
Taka blows carbon dioxide vapor. Patting his sister's shoulder without any words. He knows the restlessness of his sister. His slightly touched heart was also proud of his younger brother. He could finally see a Chris who could love sincerely.
Chris turned to see there was an online motorcycle taxi not carrying passengers next to the car. Opening the glass he called.
The online motorcycle shakes. "I just got back among the passengers, want to get back to the base."
Chris got out of the car. Get on the motorbike and ask to be transferred to the hospital. Without arguing should message through the app. Because Chris promised to pay more.
Taka looked at Chris' back which started to drift away. The handsome Kaka also prayed hopefully that everything would be fine.
Fifteen minutes later, Chris arrived at the hospital. Grabbing the bag to give three pieces of money pictured Mr. Soekarno did not forget to say thank you and run fast without hearing the answer from the father of the online motorcycle taxi.
"Alhamdulillah. Often - often meet people like him, can eat well kept my son. Anyone who's worried about the man may be fine, Aamiin." Sincere prayer from father ojek.
Until Chris' lobby contacts Rani, ask her where. The man continued to run agitated. His chest was beating strongly until the front door of the operation, his steps were starting to be weak. Approaching Rani and asking.
Rani told me with tears. Twenty minutes waiting for the white door of the operating room still faithfully docked. Chris's heart is getting messy with negative thoughts starting to overshadow.
His heart is back. Repelling all the shadows present rattled roars within the chest. He lowered both hands at the nape and elbow resting on the thigh, staring at the gamang of his own shoes.
Just last night the anxiety during his time abroad changed. His mind twists the memories of the events of the night without permission. Last night he could still hug, kiss, fondle, joke. So also this morning until noon he was still embracing Ega's body in the deck. Take off all the strange wrinkles in his heart as long as he is away from his adored girl.
Now his heart is hit by excessive fear.
If he prays will his lover survive?.
Will the prayers of the sinful be granted?.
He closed his eyes. Pray sincerely ask for the lover of his first girlfriend. So far he never felt his heart pounding hard and wanted to have, until he met Ega. Feeling all anxious, sad, afraid of losing.
Footsteps approaching. Change positions and see who comes. It turned out to be his friends and parents.
Mika hugs Chris, trying to give the son a sense of calm. Whispering strengthens the heart. Chris took a breath. He could still put on a firm face not crying, not a single drop.
Rani is crying in Tata's arms. They both cry together with their partner.
Taka comes with Kania, maybe her sister turns the wheel after she gets out of the car and picks up her lover.
Kania approached Mika, giving a hug as the middle-aged woman was still trying to stop crying. Mika's affection is sincere to the prospective ghost. She already considers Kania and Ega as her own biological daughter rather than anyone else.
The white door of the operating room opened, a young doctor named Rei came out from there.
"He's my wife how is she?" Chris asked directly. Staring expectantly the doctor said all passed well.
The doctor's speech covered in the mask was heard. He opened the mask before talking, "Sorry sir, we've tried as much as possible—"
"Don't joke," Chris snapped with a hard face, squeezing the doctor's green clothes firmly.
The faint arm of the doctor made her breath stop. Chris failed. He failed not to shed tears.
"Get." Lirih.
Welcomed another crying voice, behind the back that used to look strong was now trembling and fragile. As Chris' body staggered limp the older brother propped up giving a tight hug.
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Tbc
