Girl For The Widow

S2.311

"God why is that smile so similar to Qia. Come on, Keynand think sanely. You are not Qia, obviously they are not the same person. Maybe it was because I missed Qia that I saw Enah as if I saw you Qia."

Keynand was preoccupied with disturbing thoughts since his encounter with Qia. Moreover, plus the presence of Baby Sitter which is very similar to the Girl he loves. If only the skin of Enah was as white as the skin of Qia, then the two would be difficult to distinguish.

Keynand enjoys a long journey to Mandaram. There is no reason why suddenly incarnated into a slave of love. Want to obey the orders of the Wife and choose to trouble her, all that is nothing but to take the opportunity to meet Qia. Even though just seeing her from a distance was enough for her if only the Girl would not accept her presence.

Long drive Keynand finally arrived at Jalan Raden Fattah. He did not directly approach the Wife who was currently waiting for him with a stifling vexation.

He stopped his car and stepped out towards the entrance with his chest pounding. Keynand paused for a moment in the courtyard of the house where he used to enjoy the twilight when he visited the Beloved of his heart.

His memory was instantly drawn to that day.

"Along, Brother wants to talk seriously," said Keynand seriously as he looked at the face of his girl who was looking down.

It looks like Qia's face is blushing to get a loving look from the owner of the Brown eyes.

"Duh The heart of aye mpot-mpotan in such a gaze, Bang. Can not nur brown eyes Abang dimedupin dikit, glare aye but not ape-ape he likes," said Qia with Betawi dialect collapsed. He covered his face in embarrassment at his honesty.

Hahaha

Keynand laughed. Wanting to pinch the charming Bakbao Cheek was so anxious. But unfortunately, Qia is only visible and should not be touched for now.

"Ang pingin nyubit Pipi Qia, please kasik just a little yeee, lightning kok!" Pinta Keynand pleads. Can not stand the feeling of wanting to immediately caress the smooth cheek at the same time menguyelnya to channel its anxiety.

"Abang wants his hand on the Scissors, not yet lo!" Qia refused with an expression glaring at Keynand.

'The more adorable you are Qia.' Inner Keynand restrained himself.

"Hiyaaaak, aye pingin nikaaaah. What can not now, aye pingin very nyubit tu Pipi," continued Keynand with a serious mimic. Can't stand it if it's close to the Beloved of his heart, it feels like he wants to khilaf.

"Prophe Bang, wait for next year." Qia acknowledged the silliness of her Husband Candidate with a smile accompanied by a smile. Then he laughed crisply at Keynand's resigned look full of drama.

"Ah, what did you say, Bang? Forgot huh?" Qia diverted the conversation. He questioned what Keynand really wanted to say at the beginning of their conversation.

"Aye just wanted to say, Shark eat tomatoes."

Qia frowned in surprise at Keynand's ambiguous words. A moment later he smiled faintly realizing that Keynand was launching his flirting seduction.

"Absolutely Shark with Tomatoes, Bang? Just heard aye!" Qia asked pretending to be innocent.

"Like, well that's you're not Up to date," replied Keynand along pretending to be innocent.

"In the sea there is a tomato farmer huh Bang? Rich them if the fit is expensive, so pingin cod to Fish Sharks so rich aye," said Qia excited with a carefree face printed there.

Keynand knocked on the head covered by the hijab was so anxious. It was all he could do to touch the girl. Next he gently stroked the Head buds affectionately.

"It hurts? Sorry, Brother gemes. Brother actually wants to bounce around. Should have said saucy instead nanya Shark likes to eat tomatoes or not. How do you not understand what it means, brother?"

Qia chuckled at Keynand who was pouting. While Keynand still put on his pouting face with a rumble that hit his chest. There are beautiful rushes flowing in his veins and then gathered to form a sense called love. All of this gathered in the space of a lump of flesh called the heart. Qialah reigned there with his heavenly angel who first placed himself there.

"What's the big fuck?"

"Yes, you're too engrossed in enjoying the sweet smile on your face to look up," said Keynand began to wander.

Qia was fixated for a moment. His heart was pounding hard listening to the rumble that was certainly heard from others.

"Can I be happy, Bang? This heart said boy band cenut cenut. Duh want it to prance around in a frenzy but that's him I'm ashamed to express it. Ah my heart suddenly jumbalitat."

Qia's heart covered her face one hand while her hand held her chest beating rhythmically in love. She was ashamed of what her heart felt.

"Abang, the chatter is really cool but this heart likes it" he said honestly.

"The boiler eats Shark Fish. Bang, I Love you to."

Keynand blushed embarrassed by the reply given by the lover of his heart. She stared at the pretty face intently then without being ruled The man rolled around expressing happiness.

"Yes yes yes. My love blossoms in your heart. Qia, Brother is happy with very. You make yourself roll around happy" said Keynand, accompanied by his body rolling on the grass. The handsome widower was suddenly embarrassed by all his ridiculous behavior. No matter what matters, her heart is happy.

While her heart was laughing freely liked all the behavior of the Prospective Husband who did not take care of his image at all. Suddenly Keynand became a very happy little boy in the Candy that is believed to make teeth twitch.

While the grass was fateful because he had to be stepped on and received a heavy burden from the man's body on him that was easily torn. Rela though the pain at the tip of the shoot is important they are happy. If anyone understands my language, I would like to ask for a lot of compensation for my beauty treatments. But unfortunately even though he asked I wouldn't be able to answer because all I could do was sway. If only you understood my feelings.

Keynand gasped from the long daydream when someone greeted him.

"Who's looking, Mas?"

Keynand returned the greeting of the middle-aged woman with a friendly smile.

"I'm looking for a friend's home address called Qia. If based on the address I got, it's really his house," replied Keynand politely.

"Oh mbak Qia. It's true this is his home but Qia hasn't lived here since he got sick. I'm horrified that Qia's coming with her sister."

The middle-aged woman's answer made Keynand lethargic. She gets the same information her informant gave her that the girl no longer lives in the house where Keynand frequented her while they were still together.

"You've come back to this city, but why do you always lose track of you. Did you move Qia? And don't want to live in this house. Do you want to forget the memories of our old togetherness so that you refuse to set foot in this house again?"

Keynand was disappointed. He stared once again at the house in which he had a million memories of his friendship with Qia.

"Rin, it's possible that he knows where Qia is. Yes it could be that the two of them have already met and he knows where Qia lives now." Keynand.

Keynand then called Rin's number which is still in his storage. The number is connected but his efforts are fruitless, apparently Rin has not met with Qia. It is certain that the woman was not aware of Qia's whereabouts. Or maybe Rin actually knew, but kept this a secret at Qia's request.

Keynand's getting frustrated. While the longing is increasingly hunting him to produce a meeting. Keynand wanted to contact Hamiz, but he hesitated. Hamiz would never divulge anything about Qia. The young man would definitely lecture her along the memory lane and mengultimatum her so as not to bother the Gawking-eyed girl anymore. So it would be free to ask Hamiz. He does not want to ruin his relationship which has now improved since the disappointment Hamiz felt because he married Julaekha.

"Aaaargh."

Keynand wanted to scream with all his might, but was only able to scream in his heart. He only managed to sink his head on the roundabout of his car to blow away all the grievances in his heart.

While Qia, the girl saw the whereabouts of Keynand before her. He could only see that back that was stepping away decisively leaving him. He tried to smile, but looked bitter. Rigid, that was what he wanted to hug so that it could co-exist with the increasingly felt wounds. People say he must make peace with reality, even though it feels bitter. It was better than having to lament who could withstand a move. Life has to go on, right? Even if not with him who controls the heart.

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Seriate.