Give me back my happiness

Don't Touch

At 17:20, Gaka passed the road that was passed with Gea this morning. When looking at the shoulder of the road, the man was stunned to see such a sight this morning.

A young girl with a middle-aged woman looks troubled pushing a cart. Gaka slowed down the speed of his vehicle. Undeniably, he was still upset by Hania's attitude this morning, but seeing the scene in front of him, pity was just present in his mind.

Fifteen minutes later Gaka arrived at the hotel where he was staying. The man dropped himself on the sofa. Pulling one hand to close the eye.

In the darkness, the young man remembered Hania. How the girl took so much effort just to get ten thousand rupiah. A very, very insignificant nomination to him. Even the pleasure must spend millions of rupiah overnight, there is no tip of the nail compared to the nominal dime.

"Akh, anj***!!! What the hell is my mind?!"

But you're partaking in their misery. Maybe because his father died, their lives became more difficult. Gaka's heart was at war with his mind.

"***!!! It has nothing to do with me!"

There's gotta! Bokap is the family priest, the girl's departure further complicates their lives. And lo as the cause of his bokap death!!!

"Akhs! Fuck!!!" Gaka's awake. "Hey, heart! You never care and remember people. Why did she suddenly lose that girl?! Do you want the same traitor who has a body?"

"Eh, why am I so crazy?!" Gaka beat his head slowly. "Stupid!"

Czechs ....

"Who are you saying stupid, Ka?"

"Yes! ******, just download! Just die there," said Gaka annoyed. Throwing the sofa cushion towards the shady-faced young man who just came.

"Astagfirullah, can't talk that's good, no need to say dirty so. The sinful also followeth sin, Ka."

"Mouth is so bad with dirty words, so it's hard to get it."

Abian sat down beside Gaka.

"Did you come here?" There was an unpleasant smell to see his brother coming with a pile of maps.

"Lo check the proposal and sort out which ones are in line with the company's standards."

"Come, males gu ...."

"There is no lazy word. That's what I told you. Number is tricked so that om is not difficult to connect you. That's the pesen."

"If I'm on the family number, don't calm my life."

Abian did not respond, the man walked towards the mini pantry in the corner of the room, then made a drink. Soon he returned with two cups of coffee.

"Yan, you must know that I abis hit people to death. His family had financial difficulties. According to you, my self-esteem would be low if I didn't help them."

"Uhuk uhuk uhuk." Abian coughed at Gaka's words. After patting da danya a few times, Abian started to calm down.

"That cake is not a very lo thought, Ka. Lo abis kambet what can be a bit of gini?"

"Damn it!" Gaka pushed Abian's head in annoyance.

"But I support one hundred and eighty percent with your sanity."

"Ah, I'm talking about it." Gaka rose to his room.

"Whoi, Ka. Don't forget the file! Two days you have to run. If not! Your life will be gone!" shouted Abian.

"No matter to me!" gaka also shouted.

~

Hania closed the leaf of the Qur'an she had just read. The woman took off her face and sat on the desk chair while she was still in school. His hand reached for his mobile phone and there was an incoming e-mail from one of the big companies in the city of Jakarta.

If, the e-mail reply was received when his father was alive, of course he would be very happy. However, her circumstances have changed, she is unlikely to leave her mother alone, while Ms Mirna's health is also not good.

Long breaths cover the recently read e-mail page. His decision cannot change.

~

"Ngapain lo sympathetic that, anyway, Ka! Not so much for gini." Gaka continued his journey. Although his heart was a speck of sympathy, but his mind was in revolt, there was no need to think about the girl because her affairs were finished when his father had already given him the compensation money. How thought.

Gaka drove to the cafe because he would meet Gea there and then go straight to the hotel to play with the lover.

In the afternoon, after driving Gea home. Gaka stopped his car on the shoulder of the road. The young man was about to buy something at the store across the street. But the focus of his gaze was only on the phone in hand, not seeing the crowd around.

Diiiinnn!!!!!!

"Review ...!!!"

Bruk ...!!!

Both fell on the asphalt.

"If you cross the eye pack! If you want to kill yourself, don't go on the road! Poor fellow who was a suspect even though the pedestrian is a moron!" A car driver scolded Gaka.

"Eh, motherfucker! Lo who almost hit me, you who upset me. You want to die!!" reply Gaka with eyeballs as if to go out.

"Already! Look, you guys make a long queue." Another man injured Gaka and the driver of the car.

"Mas, pity her mother, her hand is hurt. Better to pull over first."

Gaka was surprised, he forgot the person who had pushed him to avoid the car.

After all disperse, Gaka approached the woman who was still lowered by holding the injured hand.

"Lo is okay?"

Hania looked up.

"Lo???" Gaka surprised.

"Not what," replied Hania briefly.

Gaka pulled Hania's arm to see the wound on the woman's hand.

"sick! Don't hold my hand!" Hania brushed off Gaka's hand.

"Gue just wants to see your wounds. Wh why? I think I touch it?!"

"Yes we're not muhrim, so don't just touch."

"Gue just touch your hand, not the sensitive part. It doesn't need anything!"

"I forgot, you're the type of hell people, who know the boundaries of men and women."

Gaka was again upset by the words of Hania. "As far as you want to hack, the important thing is to wait for a moment on that bench!" Gaka pointed at the bench that was available in front of the liquor store.

Hania glanced at a glance and did not care about Gaka's orders. He picked up some of his scattered groceries. Gaka's been running somewhere, he doesn't care. Not even expecting a thank you.

His rescue action was as a reflex of his body to help people. Whether Gaka or not, Hania will still help.

As Hania continued her steps without waiting for Gaka to come again, suddenly her next hand was pulled.

"I told you! Don't hold!"

"Huh you holy-ass girl!"

"Whatever you say!" Hania continued her steps.

Gaka did not seem to understand Hania's words, proving that the man still held the wounded hand of Hania. The man cleaned the wound with an anti-septic liquid and covered the wound on Hania's palm with some plaster.

"Is there any other injury?"

Hania fell silent with a glare fixed on Gaka.