I Love You Jessica's

Jessica's sick?

"All right, I'm not gonna ask you that again. Maafin Aisyah Mas, Aisyah just did not want Mas to leave Aisyah. Aisha loves Faris." Aisyah's speech with a slightly spoiled tone, because Faris stroked the head of Aisyah covered with hijab.

Actually, Faris really doesn't understand Aisyah's line of thought. Tomorrow for sure he asked to meet by discussing this matter again, like last week. Aisyah made her life unsettled ahir-ahir is increasingly demanding. But Faris is a good man, he continues to be patient with Aisyah who sometimes sulk like this.

"Dear, I'm sorry, too. His voice had slightly raised. Please don't talk about it again. I'm working on it for you."

"Thank you for that." Aisha's mind felt soaring because of Faris' words just now.

"When you get to the front of the house, you go in. Look at you until you get inside." He said, Faris' hand moved to unlock the door.

"Well Mas.. ati-ati on the road!" Open the door and wave at her lover.

"Yes dear. See you soon." Replying to Aisyah's words by closing the car glass back.

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Aisha…

Always demand her marriage as soon as possible. But Faris is just an online motorcycle taxi driver, with mediocre results. There is nothing she has but love. Of love? Even Faris himself did not know if the feeling was really love. Now what he felt was even more wanting to avoid Aisyah who was always looking for him with many requests.

Had Faris not been a good young man, it would have taken a shortcut to marry her. And the worst way is to commit adultery. Faris kept shaking her head, there was no way she would do that !

It all felt heavy what he was going through at the moment. Many times he ruffled his hair in frustration. Kicking empty asphalt ground.

He wanted to scream to the world that he could no longer breathe. A shadow of the trials of life that continue to befall him, making him often feel fragile. Faris is a fragile figure behind his stubbornness. He misses living happily with his family.

Living without a father and mother from childhood, all have left him alone. Only dry soil remains that buries both.

No possessions were left behind, except a memento photo of the orphanage mother who had raised him for a dozen years. After that, he was released to live independently. Lucky still have aunty and om who modelled used cars. Until he survived to this extent contracted that he had lived five years ago. And now he's twenty-four. The age is classified as very young, but Faris is indeed prematurely mature because of the circumstances of life he experienced.

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"Ca !" Call Dave, he's intercepting Jessica's return for much longer.

"Sorry Dave, I'm really tired. Want to go home soon." Refuse smooth.

"I'm taking ya... " Without an answer, Dave hurriedly picked up the contact and his bag where he was sitting.

Not waiting long, Dave came out in a hurry and drove Jessica home.

On the way Jessica said her complaint, "Dave, it looks like I have a fever. Don't bring me here tomorrow !" Jessica massaged her temple with a twisting motion, making Dave worried.

"In a moment until Ca, hold it first huh? Or want to take keklinik?" Tawar Dave looked to the left side to see Jessica's condition. But Jessica looks weakened and gradually closed just like that. Before Dave stopped the car. Dave shouted his name...

"Ica ! Banguun Ca...! Oh...!! Banguun..."

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