Love For Fella

The Holiday Period Has Ended!

It was late afternoon, Salsa hurried home to change her clothes. However, in the taxi, the girl felt awkward, because the driver kept glancing at the rearview mirror and occasionally covered his nose, Salsa could only bow and not dare to make a sound. Arriving at home, Salsa recounted the events she experienced today, to Hendry and Violla in the hope that Om and his Tantenya would feel sympathy when listening to her story. But instead of feeling pity or sympathy, Hendry and Violla laughed at his nephew. Salsa was so upset, knew the ending would be like this better not tell it. However, in contrast to the couple, they actually felt comforted by Salsa's words, they laughed out loud.

"Tante equals Om mah, that is. Even in fear instead of pitying his own nephew." complained Salsa with a sour facial expression.

The moment Violla stopped her laughter, the middle-aged woman tried to catch her breath. "Finally, you're funny to know, Sal. If Arska knows, you'll be bullied all out with her."

"Yes, don't tell me, Tan. Where would this cute face of mine be put?"

"Yes, put it in place dong, Sal. It's impossible to move anywhere." said Violla.

Hendry was still holding his stomach, the man would probably say the same thing as his wife. "But thanks to you, thanks to you. Om so it's comforting." continued.

"Ah, Aunt Om om rich that, sneezing on." the girl immediately put down her spoon.

Meanwhile, Clara, he was happiest to see his cousin's brother become bullyan material. "Clara aja who was a child never wetting, Salsa's brother was so big it was still wetting the hell." he quipped with a facial look not much different from Hendry and Violla.

"Huft, tau rich gini. Mending, I didn't tell you that." she lamented with pursed lips.

Making Hendry, Violla and Clara more and more. The girl finally decided to go to her room early, a sense of annoyance now enveloped her heart. 'Stupid, stupid, stupid!' the baby with the right hand hit his head slowly.

Arriving at the room, Salsa put her tiny body on a soft and comfortable mattress. Salsa looked up, looking at the colorful sleeping lights hanging from the ceiling of her room, while looking back on today's events.

"Haizhhht! Because of the doang! Must be treated to a handsome guy but fuck that! The two even married Auntie the same Om, already the tuyul also follow all else! Good thing that sister Arska just had a vacation, try if she was home, what I want to be" he said to himself, the girl continued to nag relentlessly, he said, cursed at him who was so unlucky today.

For a moment he could forget Dimas his lover who did not know how he was doing. Since his meeting with Dimas a few days ago, because the man said goodbye, and until this moment the man did not return to give him news. Salsa, knowing her own truth if her lover was having such important family business.

Salsa sighed again, the girl closed her eyes slowly, her lips were seen forming a knot that signified her enjoying a little today, yes despite having to bear the embarrassment. But, the girl is sure there will be new stories and stories in her life that in this quiet and flat sara.

In the end, Salsa fell asleep, clutching her beloved bolster and wrapped in a blanket that protected her from the cold embrace of the night. Leaving a kind of shameful tragedy between himself and a man in a narrow alley. Even though it was only experienced by one of the parties, it was still a very embarrassing thing to remember.

But maybe, for some people it is also a dear thing to forget. It could be one of the days of your life becoming more colorful. Sometimes, it will make us smile ourselves, when remembering embarrassing things that happen to us.

When you are on the day that you experience the incident, maybe you will really feel embarrassed or as humbled by someone. But, when you have passed that day that has become nothing but a memory. Believe me, it will be a separate entertainment to remember and some dare to tell as funny and entertaining.

There is no unworthy story in this life, no story that does not give wisdom afterwards. We have all experienced stories that are fun, sad, embarrassing and even horrible while inflicting deep wounds and traumas.

No one would be happy without feeling sadness before.

No one has the courage without having been afraid before.

No one can succeed without having failed before.

No one will ever be the greatest without ever being a loser before.

All stories and tragedies always have wisdom behind them. Goodness will continue to be hidden behind evil, until there is a determination that seeks to continue to fight to free the good that is bound by evil. Yep! Good things will always come after bad things, as long as you keep trying.

But, it all also depends on the human being itself, as well, want to continue to fight and rise and make a better fate or continue to fall and be shackled by blaming a destiny that you do not know that there is a destiny that can be changed by the human being itself. And one more thing that is very important. Remember that! God never sleeps and will never go wrong in giving the most beautiful surprise to His servant who is willing to keep trying and struggling.

SPIRIT!! NEVER GIVE UP ON YOURSELF 😉😉

...~Love For Fella~...

Fella sighed a few times, the woman was not satisfied with her vacation. Even there are still many tourist attractions that he has not visited, and tomorrow he has to go back to Jakarta for his college business and of course, Distro belonging to Arska has a little problem in the branch, which is very difficult, therefore the man decided to return to his hometown early.

"Gosh, why? That week was very fast, even though I was not satisfied traveling around his Jogja. Where Distro Asrka just there is a problem again," said Fella by pursing her lips.

Bella also felt the same way, the woman was actually belom willing if she had to return earlier than her honeymoon. "Not just elo, I'm sad too. Though there are many more tours that I visit," he replied while sighing several times.

The two women put on their sour faces, while Arska and Brayu became spectators. They did not dare to comment, when they heard the two women continue to complain.

"Rather than us complaining, mending us enjoy the holiday side now how is it?" asked Arska suddenly.

Fella turned to her husband, followed by Bella who looked up at Arska. Both women were silent.

"If you are rich gini, the time is getting worse and suddenly tomorrow." continued Brayu.

Now Bella glanced at her husband, and hugged the man quite tightly. "Ok us the way," he replied.

Fella and Arska compactly knitted her forehead, seeing the action of Bella who tumben once want to hug her husband's arm.

"Tumben, in the trailer?" ask Fella by pointing towards the couple.

"Hahaha, not all of you, you tie your legs let's not go anywhere," joked Arska.

Bella pressed her lips. "Yes, don't feel sorry" he said.

"I guess, my wife is starting to love me," continued Brayu as he stroked the head of his wife.

Brayu's treatment makes Bella become misbehaved, and immediately pulls the man's body away from Arska and Fella.

"Geez, gini day is still shy cat, heck not a child." cecer Fella while following the steps of Bella and Brayu who had dabbled first.

They enjoy the atmosphere of the night in Malioboro, although it was time to complain but they still enjoy the holiday side they still have. They try to capture these moments using mobile phones. Bella took some photos on every street she walked.

"Try, Jakarta the atmosphere is still rich gini, really at home for sure," said Bella while staring at the screen of her phone, the girl saw the shots from the camera of her phone, she also shifted the screen.

Fella also saw him, "Other times, we're coming back here. But it must be compact, if necessary the Faya must come," said Fella.

Arska smiled faintly as the man began to embrace his wife's shoulders. "Please calm down, next time we'll be back here. All ngajak Aldy, he is a native of Jogja, all silahturahmi with his grandmother," continued Arska.

The two women turned towards Arska, when they heard Aldy's name mentioned.

"Ck, lazy ah, I'm the same Aldy now," commented Bella.

"Sama, he is very anxious now, angry is not clear, even if he still likes Faya. He should have tried to pursue it, not rich that's the way." said Fella with a flat expression.

Brayu began to open his voice when he heard the words of the two women who were both upset with Aldy's attitude.

"That's all, it's not rich what you think, actually Aldy is still fond of Faya."

"Ck, you little guy. Don't know if your wife's half-dead sprain is the same as the guy!" bella said in a sewot tone, the wife of Brayu appeared to fold both hands and put them right in front of the chest.

A cold gaze began to crack open, when Bella did not re-open her voice, neither Brayu nor Bella were both silent. Just a few seconds ago, they looked romantic and harmonious. Arska who did not want to see a couple marahan, immediately changed the subject.

"Woy, enjoy the rest of your vacation tonight, don't make your last moments in Jogja so ugly because people think about people's problems."

Fella confirmed her husband's words, "Yes, we're here for the holidays, not for fighting" Fella said.

There was no response from both Fella and Arska chose to leave the married couple who had always looked at but with an annoyed expression from both.

"It could be until dawn, Hubby" said Fella, looking back.

"Let's say, they're also already big, they can take care of their own problems." Arska replied.

The woman was just a beard, but her bead still glanced back. Arska had to pull his wife's head and flank her between his armpits.

"Hubby!!!" his yell.

"Yes, honey. Why?" tanyanya pretended not to know anything.

"What does this mean?" asked Fella while pointing at her under the armpits of her husband.

"No meaning, your husband just thought, why do you look so short this time," he said.

Fella immediately pursed her lips when she heard the honesty of her husband, "Bring from birth, want to be pulled also will not be high again!" said Fella still with her pouting expression.

The man played his wife more and more, by ruffling Fella's hair. His happiness could not be expressed in words when he saw the expression of his wife like that. They passed the last night in Jogja, before tomorrow required them to return to the capital.