Love Choices Mas Duda

At Home Eating

The pain grew - so blurry vision felt like drowsiness but was still resisted in the end unable and closed his eyes, before his consciousness completely disappeared had heard the commotion from outside his car.

Asking for help from other residents working together to carry Ardan's body to the local health center, the officer opened the gate of the night arrival like this there was a patient. Some residents have returned home and there are still some fathers waiting.

After consulting RT, letting Ardan recover, all the identification marks made no need to be suspected again.

The sunlight penetrating from the window slit blinked several times Ardan opened his eyes, had this confusion where, for a while he recalled again about his madness.

"Did he really leave me?" ask him to yourself. His hand felt something stuck to the tip of his lips and there was a medicine spread on his forehead. Who brought him here?

The knock on the door made him shocked, a middle-aged lung man appeared from behind the door approaching him. "You're conscious apparently, thank goodness."

Turns out this guy is a doctor at the puskesmas, tidal there's a wound that worries all is well. Afterwards he received a plastic package containing his belongings and heard the doctor explain how he was lying in this gurney.

The doctor came out to continue his duties, still sitting leaning back waiting for breakfast to be delivered by the officer. Opening the plastic is passing one by one the items in it, all still intact even the amount of money is not reduced. But one thing that stuck his heart, from the story earlier he was still breathing a sigh of relief that Afrinda still cared for him even though in this way.

The question made her feel uneasy, Afrinda's bag was on her, how did she get home? Ahk, cursed himself to regret doing this stupid thing.

Elsewhere Afrinda overslept and had just woken up, the quiet shopkeeper who was the place where she rested last night. Before his owner came out he hurried to continue his journey, the morning sun was starving too.

Deciding to sit in front of one of the restaurants that had just opened, wiping his sweat drew his napad. Looking for the wall clock inside was already at 10:00 am, it was appropriate to feel very hungry last night even he did not eat.

Following the seller's motion to turn on the television screen, Afrinda watched while stretching her leg muscles. The broadcast was like lightning in broad daylight, Gharda was talking live inside the screen her name was mentioned many times. Carefully reflecting on what was said by Gharda made him understand more and conclude why he could have bad luck with the news of the hoax, not separated from the relationship with Gharda's lover. Just now he recalled, Tiffany never came every time she was on the side of Gharda, Jelita who praised her so much and kept sticking up. Unknowingly her presence actually makes their relationship become distant, Tiffany is jealous of her.

The thought raged in his mind, beginning to ponder something that he himself had difficulty understanding should be how his position.

"Mother."

The young woman who lit the tv came up to him, the two of them stared for a moment.

The woman was without enthusiasm.

Afrinda smiled. So much so that his face can be recognized when not an artist, maybe this is a big fan of Tiffany who usually often find out the ins and outs of a favorite actress.

This young woman was very friendly, she did not discuss the news. Instead, sympathize when he heard the story he could get to this city, offering free food to let in.

Borrowing a mobile phone typing Asttid's number contacted him to pick him up to the address he had typed from whatsapp chat.

Almost two hours waiting for Astrid, sitting pensively alone in the corner of the table still thinking about the previous, did not expect him to be dragged into the rift relationship of a pair of pablic figures that are quite well known to many people. As complicated as this problem comes to him, but he just wants to focus on being an educator of Kindergarten children.

Astrid immediately hugged him crying more, Afrinda smiled was used to the character of his best friend.

"Aren't you going to tell Mr Gharda your whereabouts?"

"What relation?"

"Jelly was looking for you, crying all night long you weren't next to her."

"He's his father, I'm just his teacher. More fitting Mr. Gharda is not me, a father's instincts can certainly bring Jelly even though it will be rumored again."

"Then what now?"

"Don't tell them I've gone home, just leave it as it should be. I miss your family, I want to stay over during my suspension. May it?

Afrinda decided to stay away from Gharda's life for a while while shaking her mind. After saying goodbye to the owner of the restaurant, Astrid drove her motorbike to the Afrinda carrying to her family home address.

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