Love Betting

Chapter 25's

This is my story in another version where I have to live again after a long time not in this field. I'm Maya who's in a rented house.

The house I used to live in but now I live in too. It's upset why there's no Kinan here. I then tried to contact Kinan. On phone.

Maya

Kinan hello ?

Kinant

Yes, with Kinan is there anything I can help?

Maya

I'm Maya, sorry if I have to call you again. I want to tell you about my frustration now.

Kinant

Oh, this is Maya who's the one who.. gave the money to me? Is it Maya?

Maya

Yes Kinan is right. But I can't do anything now. In the house the lights are off. I was so scared and sad. Very upset with this situation.

Clik.

Phone from Kinan closed instantly. Make me realize who I really am.

I'll try to write a short story between me and Kinan.

A story that might read me to a little old story with Aldi or Jared that has been introduced by Mr. Brata some time ago.

I went to see Aldi in the park where I saw he didn't like the work at the office, probably because of the position he's being replaced by Jared now.  Poor Aldi too. But it is a decision Mr. Brata can not be challenged anymore. I approached Aldi who was sitting at the time.

Still can not work well I was forced to be confused in front of Aldi. The man then left my side. I kept quiet without chasing the man. Elma came to me but I didn't. The others never asked me why I was like this.

Everything is like being willing and coming to work without knowing that I also need money and need work even though I can actually eat, drink, and drink, sleep quietly and suddenly the light was brightly lit at point 18.09.

the second time I wrote again while continuing the story while stepping forward and wondering why it was so dark my heart until now.

I have to do a lot of words here. God, if there was an Aldi here maybe this story would be different.

I'll call Aldi.

Maya

Hello Aldi how are you?

Aldi

?

Maya

I'm so upset why should I have a story like this? I don't like to write stories more than others.

Aldi

Why Maya? What's wrong with you. For a while I will tell you about your real problem but you are calm here first I want to leave for a while.

I'm still waiting for Aldi and he comes again after a few minutes.

Aldi

What's the matter Maya? Here's Maya. I was confused as to why I should be here. This is a prison for me Maya, maybe for you too. I was forced to follow this step because I also wanted to succeed like the others but it seems useless Maya because I am happy I am not here. It was a very time-consuming race.

If you can you do not need to follow what they say.you remember, if the windfall is there is a regular. I am sure you will not get windfall from it, because your fortune is not by writing but by teaching or religion. Record it.

That demon Mr. Gufron is out. You note that your mind. And this writing is not an easy path for you. Take the easy road, difficult Jang.

Just relax, Maya. That request doesn't need to be followed. Many Jakarta people are waiting for their turn. You are a remote people. Remember, your dream is not only part of it. Try you think.

Just follow what is there as much as we can if you will not be able to go beyond it all because it is not easy for a writer like you. They use computers not that kind of phone. Remember your capacity here.

You do not be surprised if here the queen teaches or the king teaches, because there is no container here. You do not be surprised if there is the queen of cars or the queen of computers because there are those who love containers. Here the king of the peasants and the queen or the king of the Teachers are loyal to the school.

Loyal every day or the queen broadcast. Or the queen live like you. Or a writing competition with existing WiFi. Why don't you like to hang out with your family?

Maya

I have a writing assignment. And I'm not getting paid here. I want to relax but I can't. I wanted this to be new, but it had to go on.

Aldi

Maya, you don't want to marry who Maya is? You still want to be that kind of statue? Women like you Maya don't deserve to live. Justjust die. Haha.

Maya

What the hell are you Aldi?

Aldi

Now the disaster in his finances you will know where the disaster will be. You know, that's their karma. If you are so his life, you must be willing to lose his treasure. If you are not willing to lose your property, you must lose the one you love. Like those. See if my prediction misses.

Remember, your path is only one. Just live your life there. Try to go to people's homes, yes maybe you will have trouble finding food. Remember, remember what happened now. You should accept and be grateful perhaps than anyone else who is more miserable and more difficult than you.

You scrutinize some of the people around you, they think otherwise with you. It's not easy to be on the right path Maya, the good way it used to be.

Wear what is there first, if it turns off the lights, you just accept it first. Because there will be an answer.

Maya

Thanks Aldi. I'll keep making up stories until chapter 20.

Aldi

If you can find another character Maya, a character who is not my name. You can get in touch with Jared or anyone you know. Or you can bring Luna here.

Maya

No Aldi, I'll keep inviting you to another story. Not the same story.

Aldi

Sorry Maya, I'll go to work somewhere else. And sorry, I'll block your contact now.

Clik.

Aldi is no more. Who would I complain to if not Aldi. One time, because I was upset, I asked Dad for permission to go to college for a side and while filling the time and adding friends.

I got permission to go to Abah to try to get me to go to college. Abah allowed him to rent it out as his land to be able to enroll me in college.

On my first day in college, I remember how sad I was. I don't know any students there. I still can't adapt to them.

I saw someone who was quite effective. I docked and tried to get acquainted. At the very least, I can forget some of my sadness here. I try not to constantly dissolve in such sadness. Dissolving in such sadness makes me slumped and sad very much. So deep and strange just because of the money I have received and I forget it.

I don't know, I'm still trying to cool off my cravings and hope something else. I docked near the man who was next to him saying goodbye to a woman with a red veil and black dress shirt.

I shamelessly approached the man to relieve my loneliness here. A taste that may still exist today. A sense that others may have felt pain or sadness for one reason or another for the absence of entertainment or what could have forgotten that sadness.

You can't be like that to me God, you have to be fair to me. At the very least, I get a lot of windfall later or an abundant one to be able to make me happy. Even though I know their money is not enough for their living expenses.

I don't know what's going to happen or what's going to happen here. The lives of others are happy for me too. It's sad that it's the story. But you have to live and be strong to try to live and breathe if necessary.

"Hello..!" I'm a little scared to know someone I don't know. Man with oriental face. Straight hair, chin face pointed down.

Remember, I am still sad and still grieving. God, why can't you create a show that can forget me from this sadness. I'm sorry that you still don't know the cause of my grief this time. What's here is my worthiness to live. One by one, hopefully someone will reply later if I continue this way.

It hurts but I know God knows everything. May this be the best path for me who is blind or I who have been stupid for just this once. Hopefully not repeated. Amens.

For sin to two I'll take it later. Because the presence of others that I do not like is still felt until now. I need to talk and tell you what to do or find a way to get what I want. Not just here but elsewhere. Hopefully without having to pass the time.

The man looked towards me. "Sorry, can you contact..?"

"Yes. Please introduce my name Reino. I'm a student here. I'm second semester." He introduced himself to me kindly. I accepted the introduction with pleasure.

"Sorry, if I have been presumptuous and dare to get acquainted with you."

"Obviously. Events like this are common. Many of my friends have asked me to meet like you "he said. I'm sorry I still can't name him Reino Prawira.

Reino Prawira's.

"This is for you. You can read this book." He gave me a novel from his bag. A book I never knew or knew. A novel with a brown cover.

"Sorry, why did you give me this book? Don't you need this book or do you want to read it? Or reread it?" I was a little scared to talk in front of that handsome guy. The handsome guy I just met and I just found out how he sounded, his gestures, his friendly smile, his, her good looks in front of a woman like me who I think can still be said to be beautiful even though I am not so beautiful as the artist on television.

"I'll go first." Reino left me alone on the second floor with no one there. Although I dream that someone will pass beside me with a friendly gaze or with a different good looks. I am a woman of good looks, a man of single status, a student or a student.

I also like young men in High School or something else. And I'm most upset with ugly people and claim to be handsome. I'd rather remember Abi Dhar, or Rizki Ridho. Like in those movies.

Lights on at 19.17pm.

I must immediately pray Isyak and face the Lord immediately. Or I should choose to be quiet and lazy. While dreaming of being able to meet Aldi someday. Or trying to read the contents of the book that Reino had given me. Sincerely he gave it to me, I don't know what he should get later from me. I don't know either.

In my neighborhood no one knows and understands my nature. Most annoyed to remember someone who pretended to be good to me when in fact evil and did not expect me to be by his side. Differences in place and distance that always never get along.

God, forgive me. I had to hurry up and run to be able to arrive on the road to wait for the incoming bus. It was late in the afternoon, it was five o'clock and I didn't want to go to the mosque first to face God.

I just want to wait for the bus that still hasn't come and still want me to wait. I tried to walk up from the second floor, down to the bottom floor by going down the stairs. I slowly walked down the stairs and saw my feet walking in my blue plastic shoes.

Two students were walking home from the front of the headquarters. I don't know who they are who obviously they are Brawijaya campus students.

I still want to see who is passing by. I noticed two students of different kinds. One guy and two girls. Are they really class mates or dating. Think of it as a classmate but it's just my opinion.The rest I don't understand.

Lord, give me more happiness here. Give me a good job full of pith that can make money too. Or do I have to find a job outside by leaving my family?

SJ