Love and Last Memories

Chapter 249: The same fate

"Temen-bener kampret, if it's already hard to persuade him, he will definitely remain on his throne, and will continue to defend his current position, besides I am also wrong anyway! why the time of the photo session along with the sweet dede, even the phone Sultan used to take pictures, if only it was my phone, and maybe the sweet dede will ask my Whatsapp," azmi said in her heart, where she shook her head while staring at the face of the Sultan's very flat face in front of the terrace there.

While Wildan went out of the room, and all his friends were at once confused by him, why he brought only one glass of warm milk to give to the Sultan, then the coffee they ordered he stored where.

"Where's our coffee Dan? why do you only bring warm milk for the Sultan," asked Alamsyah briefly.

"Prophe bego! the coffee is still inside, wait a minute, let me take it first" Wildan said as he re-entered the room.

And before long Wildan went outside from the room while carrying a tray on top of which was placed with several glasses containing four black coffee water for them to enjoy in a good afternoon this cold enough.

As usual hanging out unaccompanied by cigarettes it feels like there is nothing lacking, so from that they have spent several hours to quickly arrive in Tangerang, Tangerang, to where they can all smoke after arriving in the contract.

Sultan only had time to tell Rere through a short message, maybe later tonight he will mean to call Rere, he said, and at the same time he also wanted to ask the reason why from the morning the woman did not answer the phone call from him.

"Tan, I borrowed your guitar for a while yes, I want to hang out with all of them" said Azmi while holding the Sultan's acoustic guitar.

"Yaelah .. You're kayaking to anyone! use the event to ask permission all over again, yaudah take, do not go home your nights, tomorrow we all have to work," said the Sultan casually, where he only saw his friend for a moment, just for a moment, because the Sultan was cool to see Dimas who was washing his motorbike in front of the rented yard.

"Oyy, Dan, you want to come along?" tanya Alamsyah started moving from sitting speechless.

"OK, later I follow Lam, I want to take a shower for a while, anyway you wait for me just there," said Wildan while lifting a towel that he had not taken on the clothesline.

Azmi and her friends leave the rented room, while Wildan enters the room after he goes outside to pick up his towel.

The Sultan and Dimas remained silent in the rented courtyard, it seemed that today the two of them would spend the rest of the time chatting with their beloved heart alone inside.

"Oyy, Dut, look at my Whatsapp messages," said the Sultan briefly, where Dimas stopped washing his motorcycle because he was very curious about Whatsapp messages from the Sultan.

Dimas smiled, it turned out that the message from him was in the form of a contact post Whatsapp Salma and Amel. Without lingering again he immediately kept the contact, but Dimas did not immediately notify the two women, and maybe tomorrow he will give the message after returning from work.

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"Widihh .. I guess what message Tan, it turns out this message, thanks Bro, but why do you give their contact to me? while your other friends don't love you," asked Dimas, beginning to wash the bike back.

"If he says so, you're the same as Tan."

After the Sultan heard the words from Dimas, he also laughed, but his laughter was not after with the sound of his friend's laughter there, Sultan just laughed and smiled thinly while smoking his cigarette.

"Yes Dim, actually the fate of the two of us is the same, but clearly Salma, or his friend Amel, they will quickly fall in love with me, I am, it's just that I can't do things like that my girlfriend, anyway in terms of whatever Rere remains number one," said Sultan with a faint laugh.

"Ohh, yes Tan, why don't you call Rere?".

"My true intention was to point to that Dim, but now he has not been convinced of me at all, even a message from me also he has not replied to me, from morning until now still no results at all."

Dimas was silent, it turned out that Dimas also experienced the same thing as the Sultan, where his girlfriend also still did not update him until he arrived in Tangerang.

The sultan exhaled his cigarette smoke loosely onto the ceiling of the afternoon, and it was the last breath of cigarette smoke, to the point that he turned off the cigarette and then threw it in the trash.

Dimas told the Sultan to take a duster in Wildan's motorcycle dashboard, and the Sultan did not know for sure that the duster Wildan had just used to wipe his exhaust which contained a lot of oil.

"Tan, Tan, my eyes are splashed with soapy water, if you're wrong in the dashboard of Wildan's bike there's a washcloth, a little bit of Tan! my eyes are sore" said Dimas endlessly calling the name of the Sultan by letting out a slightly loud tone of voice while closing his eyes using his right hand.

"Partially you have Dim, clean your eyes with soapy water, already know the pain, but you still maintain your own way of blurring, you know, anyway, Wildan kept his washcloth next to where Dim was, really, not in the dashboard," said Sultan while looking for all the direction of Wildan's bike, but still inside his dashboard there was no washcloth that he mentioned.

He accidentally saw the washcloth under the floor of the rented terrace that was packed with his friend's motorbike Wildan.

Sultan did not know for sure that the washcloth belonged to Wildan, which he obviously also immediately gave the cloth to Dimas, because he did not feel the heart to see his friend there like that.

"It looks like this was his washcloth, but .. ," the Sultan's remark was cut because Dimas called his name again.

"Tan, where are you going! long time ago ah!" yell Dimas short.

"Wait a minute, bego! you're like a kid, anyways that new clothes can also be used to wipe the soapy water that hit your eyes."

Sultan gave the washcloth, somehow the feeling he suddenly felt bad, maybe all the feelings came from the washcloth he gave to Dimas there.