Late Wedding?

Hoho, Die to Me

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Have you ever felt ashamed?

Shame that makes you feel like throwing yourself into the swamps? If ever, we are lucky.

My meeting with Reynand at the convenience store yesterday, really made me feel ashamed. Even so shamefully, I do not just want to throw myself into the swamps. But like trying to end my life.

Just imagine how I didn't want to end my life when I found out I was getting monthly guests at the wrong time, which was at a department store that happened to be quite big. And the one who found out I had a monthly guest was Reynand, a shitty guy I really didn't want to meet.

Not to mention that I was wearing light brown pants, so that if Reynand wasn't always behind me, the unpleasant sight would disturb the eyes of the convenience storegoers.

Plus he lent me his jacket to seal the dirty blood on my pants. Plus the bonus took me home to the boutique.

The ending honestly amazes me. Look, I mean I just came in months not sick until I had to be taken. Because I brought my own car. And why do I want to be escorted him, even though I am still able to drive myself. It should have been after getting out of the department store he was enough to drive me until the parking lot ran out. He could go shopping and I would go home, and then the next day I would return the jacket. Not even he canceled his shopping and drove me home.

Gosh darn.

I really want to end my life, so I don't have my face to see Reynand.

Shuffling my hair in frustration, I stared pushyly at Reynand's jacket that I had washed, and was now in front of me.

"Where to turn, O God," I cried in despair. I want to cry but I can't. Add more sesel.

"Who's the one, Ma'am?"

I was a little shocked when I suddenly heard Sandra's voice, which was already behind me.

"When is it there?" I'm still a little surprised.

"Great hustle. Qilla's mother shouted 'Where is this, O Allah'."

"What's wrong?"

"Let's get the financial statements, Ma'am," Sandra said, handing me the report file.

I nodded in understanding while saying thank you.

"Yes, I'll check."

Sandra understands. "Whose jacket is it, Ma'am?" her question was full of curiosity.

"People."

"Yes, you know ma-"

"When you know what it is?" cut me with a ketus. Both my eyes glared sharply at him.

Sandra's lips went straight forward a few milliseconds hearing my slender tone and cutting out her sentence.

"Yes, yeah, that's another pms. Here mingkem ae lah," his grunts then directly downstairs.

I clucked at the innuendo. Makes me anxious to chase after him and grab his hair. If only I hadn't gotten a call on my phone, maybe Sandra's hair would've fallen off a few strands. Lucky for your fate, son!

With a little reluctance I lifted my phone, when I had a peek at who the caller who turned out to be Monik. Slide the green button before sticking it on my right ear.

"Lina is born. Now look at yuk!" he said once the connection was connected.

This is a very habitual mother if the phone never said hello first. Direct to the point.

"Assalamallaikum a long time ago, Mo," I was upset. Be aware. Female hormone pms. So kesin mulu.

"Yes. Wallaikumsal. So when do you want to look? Now, yuk! Mumpung Illa again invited by Tantenya."

I confirmed my sitting position. "Should it be now?" many of us are lazy to travel. Never mind traveling to customers I am lazy because of this red one. Fear of suddenly spray the customer who likes to fuss.

"Yes, later. After you pick me up."

"I'm not feeling well anymore. Males's driving."

"Pms?" guess Monik.

I just answered him with a frown.

"Yes, you're ready. I'm going there."

"Good?" tanyaku later. As far as I know, Monik cannot ride a motorbike, even if it is a metic motor. And he can only drive a car.

"Text. I closed it" he replied, closing the phone.

I was able to snort angrily because of his bad habits, only then chose to get ready.

****

"Lina's daughter is really funny, really cute. Make people irrigate" chirped me as me and Monik exited the elevator.

We're done visiting Lina and Mas Fauzan's son. And now it has arrived at the lobby to go right to the parking lot.

Monik smiled wryly while glancing at me at a glance. "You're afraid, La?"

"Yes that. The kid's cute, pretty, like kalem is also like Mas Fauzan."

"If you make it yourself."

I raise a confused eyebrow. "Illa did you make it yourself? Can you?" many wonder.

"Well, yeah, no. Duet used to be the same Mas Hasan, duet mulu aja not necessarily so how to make your own. Okay, I'm wrong that way. So ajakin Kenzo duet to make baby funny."

I just rolled my eyes lazy. And suddenly he stopped his footsteps while holding his hand. Makes me raise confused eyebrows.

Ask me what is this mommy? Money for parking?

"And you drive, Mo, when you ask me?"

"The one who owns your car. When we got to Lina's room, I gave it to you."

I glared in disbelief, because I did not feel like I was given the car keys when I arrived at Lina's room.

"I put it on the ta-table"

"That means I'm still in Lina's room," I cut quickly.

"Most likely, yes," said Monik casually, making me instantly give him a sharp shot.

"Take it!" my orders are fierce.

"Kok me?" monik protest not accepted. "I went to your boutique, and I came here. I will also be home later to drive. And now you're -"

"I'll be driving home. Now you take the key, besides you're the naroh, I don't know where you are," cut me not want to hear all kinds of reasons.

"okay, deal. I'm back first, you find a seat first, afraid he'll wait for the elevator."

I just nodded, assuring. Then walk in search of a chair to empty. And fortunately I got it straight away. Without thinking, I sat down in an empty chair. Then took out my phone to drive away the boredom while waiting for the Monik.

"The queue's still a long time, Ma'am?"

I looked up when I heard that familiar voice. And sure enough, I found Reynand's body towering beside me in a grey polo shirt and her leather jacket smiling sweetly at me before sitting next to me.

"Take a queue of who's medicine?" ask after sitting down.

"No. I'm, uh, I'm not waiting in line."

I alluded to myself who was suddenly nervous sitting next to Reynand.

"Keep what?"

"Wait for the keys that are missing."

Reynand nodded while performing 'oh'ria. After that silence, there is no conversation between us. I was nervous about Reynand with his phone.

How strange it feels, see this gini man. Not asking too many questions usually. When viewed from the dark circles under his eyes, it seemed like he was sleep deprived. His face also looked tired.

Is he sick again?

"You yourself? Who else took the drug queue for? For you?" I finally got the courage to ask.

"Currently, progress. You ask me first," Kekeh Reynand could not hide his happy face.

And it definitely makes me very sorry to have asked.

"Handering. The cure is not for me, but for my mother. Your future in-laws," he said without sin.

If it's not about Aunt Linda's health, one of my subscription customers. I would definitely prefer to reply to him with scathing words.

"Aunt Linda is sick again? What pain?"

"Regular. Old people. Abis Risha wedding event, Mommy drop, sugar ride. But now it's coming down, slowly. You don't have to worry."

I'm boasting 'oh'ria while nodding.

"Ohya, thanks for yesterday."

"Liet. How are you doing now? Feel better?"

I'm nodding.

"Ohya, your jacket..."

"Oh yes, jacket. Yes, I am happy if I am told to take it in the near future. The work is still riweh. If I ask you to please, can you?"

I nodded understandably. His face looks so tired.

"What if I anterin to your house?"

"Huh?"

"As a sign of my gratitude, all of you Aunt Linda," I explained.

Reynand smiled then nodded. "Okay, I'll stop by to get the jacket, if you're distracted enough with my jacket."

"Eh?"

"If you want to look at my Mother, just come directly to the house. And for your thanks, you said it yesterday. If you forget, so there's no need to thank me anymore," he explained to me stunned.

Just this time I was stunned by his attitude.

Reynand then stood up, as his mother's name was called.

"I was called first. I'll see you again" he said later.

Duh!

Why does that make Reynand look so cool?

"Fixes. You have something," said Monik, playing the keys to my car, which is now standing behind me.

Hoho, die me!

Tbc,