Love Ainun

Evil Friend's Passion

Series :2

"So what, Ainun?Are you ready?" mira asked in a slightly urgent tone hoping that I would reply, Yes.

I'm a little confused, what should I do?

Actually, I'm an orphan. I'm the second child of a father and mother marriage.

I have an older brother named Ridwan. Ridwan was married long before I got married. However, he also lives a quiet life. Even to eat one family, sometimes they can only swallow one postri per person in a day.

The only person who can help me through life's current hardships is, Mira, my old best friend. Old friend?

I say old friend, because only in the past did he really feel like a friend to me.

Before Mira moved into the Griya Utami estate, she used to help me out.

When I only have money worth twenty thousand rupiah for me to use in a week. Mira was the one who helped me meet all my needs.

Starting from rice, groceries, side dishes, vegetables, and even just to buy pemba*t, sometimes I have to borrow money.

But again, Mira just gave it away for free.

There's no mistake, the old Mira was really my best friend.

But, I don't know what's on his mind right now, until he changes his identity.

Mira is now, not the Mira I used to know. Mira, where is your old self?

I cried sobbing.

"Ainun?? Wh why? Are you even crying?

This is happy news! you should be happy! not crying." she said.

For some reason, Mira was so easy to say those scathing words, what demon had possessed her?

"Mir! I know I'm poor. But should you offer something like this to me? You know it yourself. I can't possibly be a woman by removing the hijab! And, I also love my husband Malik, how can you offer this crazy thing to me?" I asked her with a teary look. I saw the girl muttering, as if teasing me.

"Okay, Nuun! You're still a lecture hobby!"

Mira shook her head, clucking as if all my words sounded stupid.

"Ainuun ainun!" Back he shook his head. "This is modern times? All the money, what else are you worried about? Mas Malik??" revealed. "And you can lie to him first, say you want to work in Jakarta, there is an offer to be PRT or Baby Sitter, say the salary is big! It's easy! I'm sure he's got permission!"

For a second I was silent. Still can't believe what I'm seeing.

A friend who used to be together in joy and sorrow. Who has made a promise not to be arrogant one day.

Now all that appears in front of me is a stranger wrapped in Mira's face. Mira who is now completely different from the Mira I used to know.

"What do you mean Mir? Why do you suddenly discuss your past that often breaks me? Have you not been helping me all this time?" tanyaku is full of emphasis.

"Yeah!!" his words instantly made me feel like I was struck by lightning. I'm surprised not to be a bitch. Didn't expect that the innocent girl who used to grow up together turned out to give me a painful answer.

"I want you to do the same thing I said! if not, all the money, rice, sembako, that I once gave you, I will count as your debt!" firmly Mira who makes my chest becomes tight.

"Yes this human God?' I'm ingrained.

For a moment I was silent. Only the forehead looked shrunken hearing Mira's speech.

No more smiles coming from my lips. I could not say anything, tears spilled, flowing between the cheeks, replacing the role of my stiff lips with my tongue because it was out of words.

It is only the mind that does not stop asking itself. 'Why did my friend who used to be so good, now change drastically? why??'

"Easy! Don't cry everything! you're weird well, given good, offered a comfortable life, ehhh .. even cry!" Now Mira's tone is a little taut.

"Let's help talk to Malik, okay!" hatchlings. "Udah, just prepare yourself. Because of the antiques, you'll be revamped."

Mira continued to speak at length, while I was still silent with a thousand languages. My lips are locked, even if I say, I can't.

"How many days have you been wearing clothes? Uhh .. bauu!" continued Mira after a little sniffing me. I didn't bully him.

The woman then got out of her seat, walked out to the car, and pulled something out of the trunk. I don't know what that is?

However, a little while later, Mira came to me again with a few bags of groceries which she then handed me.

"Now! he said as he put the stuff in front of me.

"What's this?" my many.

"The clothes that you will use later, choose one well, for you to use when I pick up later, this is just an initial bonus. There will be more than this! How's it? Still want to refuse? Ain't it!"

I didn't reply to her words.

"Remember! Later when picked up, don't seep!."

He patted me on the shoulder, hinting that I should not be sad about what I was going through.

"Already! don't be sad!" he said the last time before finally leaving my house stepped towards the car that he had parked in my yard.

From a distance I heard him muttering softly. "Basar women do not know dikuntung, kirain jubilant in the love of good news, even nagis."

The woman then got into the car and waved at me, a second later turned on the engine and lastly sounded the horn to signal her departure.

Then slowly, Mira's car moved away further and disappeared from view.

I can only stroke the chest, after Mira's disappearance from this sight.