Hold on or let go!

Eps 17's

"Darling, how about yourself? Where is Silvy?", asked Vega to me, Malvin, who had just presented him.

"Mr Beib. He doesn't want to be taken!"

"Kok failed anyway??? How about dong beib?"

"Yes.yeah.kita think of another plan again dear. Silvy's not as stupid as he used to be, maybe hanging out with a guy who said his future husband was time."

Malvin's face turned upset.

"Cock your face is upset, honey? Don't tell me you still have the same taste as Silvy? Yes?", asked Vega.

"It's only natural that I still feel the same way about him, I've been dating him for two years."

"Kok 'gue' again beib???" said Vega in a panhandling voice.

"Sorry..rather than Silvy mending we play!", Malvin raises his eyebrows.

The understanding Vega smiled as he nodded.

"Where is the hotel beib?", asked Vega quietly beside her lover's ear.

"At home, Ortu ain't home."

"Okey!", said Vega. They both headed to the Malvin family residence.

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Silvy got out of his car, a little rushed.Inadvertently he almost fell while going up the terrace footing. But alby quickly caught her.

"Thank you A!", said Silvy.

Alby who sincerely intended to help her was just nodding while smiling a little.

But just about to step up, Silvy squealed in pain.

"Awww..!", cried Silvy.

"Why not?", asked Alby.

"I sprained!", said Silvy. Actually he's not sick, just capers on Alby.

"Pelan aja non to his room!", said Alby advised.

"Anterin me to dong's room?" said Silvy spoiled. Alby who already felt there was 'something' was thinking.

"Yes it's been a while non, I call Mang Sapto first. Let me help you get non inside!" Alby was about to step back.

"That's fine! I can be alone!", said Silvy ketus although limped as usual not because of a sprain.

Alby sighed, at the same time Sapto walked out the back door.

"Why By?", asked Mang Sapto.

"That's nothing mang!", said Alby. Mang Sapto approached the incident.

"Yes, would you like to enter first?", mang Sapto invited. Alby is confused about the next activity. So, inevitably Alby contacted Mr. Hartama.

[Yes, hello! Why?]

Without greetings, Hartama immediately answered a call from Alby.

[Sir, I've taken Non Silvy, do I have to go back to the office?]

Hartama glanced at his watch. It's past one hour now.

[No, you're at home. Maybe Silvy needs you to travel!]

[Okay sir]

Welcomed it immediately severed unilaterally by Hartama.

Alby followed Mang Sapto into the kitchen. Men who might be the same age as his father, are tidying up the tools used to take care of the garden and garden Mr. Hartama.

"You know what mang is?", asked Alby.

"Oh.this. Want to clean up on the top terrace, which is close to the same room non Silvy."

Alby just nodded, then after that he went back to his room. She saw Mila tea ironing her master's clothes near the door of her room.

"Back Jang?", asked Alby.

"Yes Tea!", replied Alby and went into his room. Before long he came out again wearing a tee shirt after removing his shirt.

"Teh?", call Alby. Mila who was ironing looked at him.

"Naon Jang?", asked Teh Mila.

Alby massaged his temple. Look how dizzy his head Alby with the look of a face like that.

Not hearing an answer from Alby, Mila stopped her activities and destroyed Alby who was sitting on the bench behind her.

"Why?", asked Mila quietly.

"Alby's dizzy tea! What's...Alby resign to tea?"

"You why By?", asked Mang Sapto who was now sitting in front of him.

Finally Alby told it all to two people who were more mature than him.

"I was just afraid, after I rejected the application of Mr. , my mother was completely rejected in all hospitals. I am self-aware, I am a difficult person. Surely Mister easily did it tea.mang!", Alby's voice sounded desperate. Mila who already did not want to 'justify' the request of her master was just choosing silence. Different from Sapto.

Alby was still stuck with his own thoughts. What Mang sapto said is true! How selfish if he sacrificed his wife's feelings for her mother's treatment?

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The roar of the car stopped just before the azan magrib. After hearing the call of the powerful, we set up our three rakaats. But this time, we both chose congregational prayer.

We also recite and recite while waiting for the azan isya. After finishing the prayer, then I prepared food for both of us.

Our dinner passed without any chat until I realized one thing.

"Astaghfiullah!"

"Kunaon neng?", asked Mak.

"Hehehe..punten Mak, forgot to pack food for the commander!", I said slowly.

Mak shook his head slowly but next he smiled faintly.

"Yes, it's already wrapped up!", said Mak. I was a little surprised to hear his words.

What is anterin???

"I don't know, you don't feel comfortable going there? Even if it's just the side of the house?", asked Mak.

"Kok Mak knows?", I asked slowly.

"Know, rich Mak just knew!"

I'm scratching my neck that doesn't actually itch.

"Are you ready, Mom?" I said.

"Here, Mak who brought it!", said Mak.

"Wait for Mak!", I said holding back Mak's steps.

"Naon deui?", asked Mak squinting his eyes.

"Kalo Bia let Mak anterin himself there, that means Bia already zolim same Mak. I've been ranting Mak."

"Heheheheh..neng..neng..neng..zolim what the hell is it? Eneu neng! Kan Mak wants to be alone, not asked."

"But still only Mak, there is a younger Bia who is healthier when mak mak anterin. It was dark again. Yes, gini! what if we're both anterine?"

Mak shook his head slowly.

"Yes, come on!", take Mak. I nodded and followed his words.

Febri's mas house is only a few meters away. Can be counted using footsteps instead.

Tok.dok...

I knocked on Febri's door.

"Assalamualaikum!", greet us both. Sounded from within though vague.

"Moskalamic. Eh...nduk!", said Febri. Why am I the only one in court???

"Eh...Mak Titin?", asked Febri a little clumsy. He thinks I came alone time huh.

"Bother you?" asked Mak.

"Don't Ndan dong Mak, Febri alone!", he said with a smile.

"Hehehey yes Jang, poho pretentious Tea!" sahut Mak's. Febri just a faint smile.

"Poho means forgetting!", I affirm Mak's words. Then Febri nodded.

"Oh..kirain opo nduk! Uh...grandmother opo kok bengi do Rene?", asked Febri to me.

(What are the nights here)

"From mas, anterine side dishes for dinner."

"Oh ..kirain start tomorrow Nduk?"

"Huh? Moso anyway?"

Febri who saw the funny expression of the confused ex-lover could not bear to not laugh.

"Sorry.sorry!", Febri stopped his laughter. Mak who initially only noticed us finally opened his voice.

"But tos is fine, geura behind neng. Mak tudown!" said Mak.

(Too it's done, flickback. Sleepy-tongued)

"Oh. Yes, my mother. Once again thank you!", said Febri sincerely. I also put my shoulder on.

"Sir, enter sedilu!" pinta Febri to me.

"What?", ask me flat.

"For wa numbers, let's call you easily."

I asked for Mak's approval, Mak nodded. After that, Febri and I exchanged wa numbers. And finally, we both went home.