Love Because ...

I'M SORRY I LOVE YOU

“Ra? ”sahut Tia emerged from her office door leaf.

“Ya?”

“Interview one more Tl dong. Kos I don't believe in it yet Gilang he will just be accompanied first! That's the applicant already waiting for elo above.”

“Ok.”

“Yang cepet yes, two hours will we meet client.”

“Iya,” Rara replied briefly.

“Owh yes one more, tomorrow I ready one seat in the room elo wat our staff, do not papa elo share the room?”

“Make Gilang huh? No papa anyway, as long as the door is open just keep.”

“OK!”

Tia walked out of Rara's office.

Rara went through her usual activities after Bu Sriyantika returned to Semarang yesterday morning. Rio figure has not been met since dinner because of the return of Bu Sriyantika. He felt more free than usual, occasionally recalling flashback memories when he was with Rio, but tried to banish him and busy his brain with work.

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Bada Isya Rara looks beautiful wearing a green sleeveless maxy dress given by Bu Sriyantika for her sleep, she is busy typing a laptop in front of her bedroom window. Her black hair was unraveling profusely, her clean face was radiant\-series feeling her freedom from someone she really disliked, Rio. Every now and then he turned his head outside the bedroom window to see various beautiful ornamental plants illuminated by the bright moonlight. Rara drifted to look at the moon, a perfectly round moon. The light is shining on the earth. Rara smiled admiring the beauty of Khalik's creation.

Snap! snap it!

The sound of Hp Tia's camera made Rara half shocked. She saw Tia so engrossed in taking pictures of herself. Rara was astonished by what Tia was doing.

“Aseeek,” says Tia bungah with her dress.

“Loe again why?”

“This is someone asking for photos,” said while laying his body in bed.

‘Most aunt Sri, ’ murmured in heart. Rara ignored Tia again seeing the moon through the window.

“Elo not only who asked for photos?” ask Tia.

“Tante Sri?” guess Rara.

“Not!”

“Who?”

“Rio.”

“APA?!”

Rara was shocked, how dare Tia send her photo in a state of no hijab to Rio. He quickly snatch Hp Tia directly see the screen hpnya, he saw chat Bu Sriyantika who asked for a photo of Rara asking her how she was. Tia glared at him, she laughed satisfiedly at Rara's parno's behavior.

“What do you mean?!” Rara throws Tia's phone into the bed. Piqued.

“Ngegodain people who again miss aja,” he said cengengesan.

“Kangen? who?”

“Ya is the same Rio, right?”

“loe it yes, geez!”

“Ra, I make the status of photo loe yes, Look at the moon in longing for a lover. Ha ha ha,” said Tia Poetically. Rara shakes her head and looks at Tia's jail.

DRRT DRRT DRRT, Rara's device reads, he sees an unknown number. He swipes his screen.

“Hallo Assalamualaikum?”

“Wa’alaikumussalam.”

Rara knows exactly whose voice is on her phone. Rio, how could he get his number?

“Rara design I have sent by email,” said Rio who even discussed the work. Tumben.

“Owh i-ya a, I check now!”

“Sorry yes disturb the malem-malem, because Tia said she males so intermediary continues. Tell me to contact you directly.” Rara looked at Tia with annoyance.

“Who?” tia asked curiously. “A Rio yes?” guess Tia.

Rara avoids shaking her head, not wanting Tia to tease him again.

“Iya, I will check first,” replied Rara. He who was focused on checking the email was shocked by Tia who suddenly grabbed her phone. Tia looked at Rara's phone screen with a familiar number, Rio's number.

“Halo a, there is a seneng can call from aa, kangen said,” said Tia laughed running around. Rara immediately chased after him and took his phone back.

“Tia loe anything anyway!”

Tia laughs, not understanding Rara's words, leaving her room.

“Ya?”

“Do not in denger Tia jail.”

“Iya I know. How does your email exist?”

“Iya this is there, tomorrow I confirm to his client.”

“Ok, wassalamualikum.”

“Wa’alaikumussalam.”

Rara was astonished by Rio's change that didn't overturn him. Apparently he already felt the loss of Rio's crush.

DRRT.

Hp Rara rang again, seeing Rio number calling again.

“Hallo Assalamualaikum,” said Rara answered a phone call.

“Wa’aikumussalam, Rara I can ask you to come out?”

“What's up?”

“Please get out for a while,” Rio said.

“RAAA? RARA!” tia shouted in front of the house.

“Shortly!” rara replied Tia.

Rara hung up her phone, she wore a pasmina veil and cardigan to cover her arms. After that he went out of the room to the terrace. Tia in front of the house unceasingly called out to him. Rara was startled her eyes wide open, gaped shut her mouth seeing Rio in front of the house gate carrying a large bouquet of white roses there was writing, and,

‘I’m sorry Rara by Rio’ with red rose.

“Romantis very much men loe Ra.” Tia nudged Rara's arm instead amazed by what Rio did.

Rio approached them, his right hand hidden behind him.

“Aa this is okay!” sahut Rara was angry.

“This is as my apology,” said Rio smiling sweetly as he took out the hidden hand he had bought. Rio handed the doll of Tedy who carried love with writing,

‘I Love U’.

Rio squeezed the belly of his puppet, the puppet let out a sound,

‘I’m sorry, I love you’.

“This is for you,” said Rio smiling.

“Aa more!” Not that Rara was even angry.

“I can still hold back if you're angry, but if you can't see your face I won't stand it,” the waves again.

“What?!” snapped Rara.

“Rara, I will look for a thousand reasons, a thousand ways to meet you. Although aunt Sri is no longer here and I can't have breakfast or dinner with you anymore. I'll find a way to see you, see your face.”

Rara felt very upset by Rio's words. He who was painstakingly avoiding her, Rio instead desperately chased after her.

“A punteun(sorry) This flower so where?” sela the father of the handyman.

“Brought in aja flowers sir,” replied Tia

“Tia!” Rara is angry at Tia who instead wants to put a bouquet of flowers given by Rio into the house.

“Ra, elo want the neighbors who pass in front of our house to see this flower nu? yes, I am relaxed. Most elo shy, the name elo plastered big in the flowers,” explained Tia. Rara silently flinched, right what Tia said.

“I say goodbye, wassalamualikum.”

“Wa’alaikumussalam,” replied Tia and Rara. Rio left with a grim face, Rara even more upset made.

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“I’m sorry, I love you. I’m sorry, I love you. I’m sorry, I love you.”

Tia squeezed her doll over and over again while laughing in her room.

“Tiaaa noisy!” said Rara was upset that trying to sleep disturbed with Tia who was engrossed in playing the puppet given by Rio.

“I’m sorry, I love you.”

Tia doesn't press Rara she squeezes her doll once again. Rara growled, she snatched her doll from Tia, then threw it on the floor.

“Rara! it's not polite to know it's a gift from people.”

“Whispering Tia sleeping tomorrow at work!” lamented Rara. He covered his head with a blanket trying to sleep.