
The night is getting late. Jino still did not want to go outside the room or pick up the phone of anyone including Nisa. He needs to calm down. Think carefully about everything Diana said this afternoon. The more thought remains the more heartbreaking Jino's feelings.
An incoming message in the Whatsapp Jino app. He checked for a while, although a bit reluctant to form a cell phone.
- I wait at your doorstep until you open.
"But stubborn!" jino Dumel. But he kept going to open the door. Nisa immediately charged in without any cue. Before he loses his chance and Jino locks himself up again.
"You can fuck Mamah. But not the same as me! I'm a staunch supporter of your struggle to get me to know!" oceh Nisa is confident.
Unknowingly thanks to Nisa's words just now, a thin smile was painted on the corner of Jino's lips.
"I'm hungry, Yank. To luat yuk? Find ketoprak or soto betawi that," asked Nisa.
"Are there soto builders almost in the middle of the gini mall?"
"Ish ish ish. Don't forget, it's a metropolitan city. The more malem the more rame."
"What time?"
"Yuk school. It's a huge sprawl hunt. Wait for you a few hours already feel like a century," complained Nisa Manyun.
The two decided to eat on a street near the hotel. While eating, as usual both involved endless jokes and bickering. Starting from the discussion of the tomboyish childhood of Nisa to the discussion of Jino's hobby while singing. He used to have aspirations to be the Indonesian Idol champion, but only wishful thinking.
"You don't have to think about it, do you?" Nisa opened an important topic.
"I'm sure I'll take it."
"Don't take heart. Mommy again the most emotion."
"You're not wrong, Yank. I'm the one who hasn't done enough for you."
Jino spoke while stabbing a spoon on her plate lazily. Since the discussion about Diana, Jino's appetite again vanished without a trace. Nisa understood Jino's feelings. He immediately launched a spoonful of food into Jino's mouth. Giving with love.
"Must be strong dong! We must unite against the occupation! Shake the spirit of 98 for the sake of our love struggle!" exclaim Nisa dusty. Very ambiguous and difficult to translate.
"Spirit 98? Not 45?"
"45 years old, Yank. 98 was the era of massive demonstrations."
Jino shook her head. No matter what Nisa wanted to say, she was just happy to see the girl happy. Is the eternal bucin to be flanked?
"If your orthodoxy does not love blessing later what?"
"Married run away from us."
"Where can you, Yank. Who wants to be your wall?"
"Sister Nevan. Relax he's a supporter of the ECSAP movement."
"True love emancipation anti-matchmaking."
Geak Laughter Jino spread the bitterness of his heart since earlier. Indeed, Nisa can most make it back up from the slump. A word of two words only the girl spoke sometimes has ambushed the heart of Jino who languished. During several times Jino dating, only this time he found someone as powerful as Nisa. Passing through difficult times the fund accepts itself as it is without demands. Even though their relationship was difficult and troubled. In the end, the two still love each other and strengthen each other.
"Whatever happens, we have to get through it well. So that you I'll be us forever." Nisa clasped Jino's hand. The romantic nuance enveloped a slightly cold night. Make warm feelings for two people drunk with romance.
"Btw, my savings are good. Enough for the DP of the house." Nisa tells.
"Don't. That's my responsibility."
"Can be replaced later. After all, if we get married later, our money is made together."
"Setting down I have to"
"Stop deh's. I'd like to help you. Point. If you don't want to, then you don't have to marry us. You don't appreciate my help either, do you?!"
Jino immediately relented hearing Nisa's threat. She doesn't want to lose Nisa anymore. The deal began to be made. Married modestly in KUA. Take cheap KPR houses. While staying at Nevan's house. The two returned for argument until the clock pointed at one night.
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In the morning in Nisa's room, the girl wakes up lazily looking for a cell phone that has been ringing aloud since. The sound of Wanna One's song was loud almost filled the room. Lazily while yawning wide Nisa raised after seeing the name of the caller on the screen. Apparently from Nevan.
"Hello, Brother?"
"Where are you? Still at the hotel?"
"He'em."
"Mamah semalem phone Brother. Angry."
"Let's go, brother."
"No discussion with Alena. We both have good ideas for you to have your blessing."
Spontaneous Nisa instantly widened perfectly. His sleepy eyes turned as clear as morning dew ready to cool the day.
"Where? How's it?"
"Dengerin Brother's orders are fine?"
"Ready, boss!"
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What are the plans that Nevan and Alena have in place? Hm.
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