Love for Vita

The kasmaran?

Defa entered her house with a look of annoyance and displeasure, making her mother moved to approach her.

"Defa, what's wrong with your face? what's pissing you off?" Defa's mother immediately approached Defa who was about to open the refrigerator, Defa took a bottle of mineral water and gulped it down.

"Well, you seriously want a daughter-in-law like Nikita? won't you regret it?" Defa put his bottle back in the fridge.

"You are strange, the invitation has been spread, what happened to Nikita? she's beautiful, and hardworking" said Ms Defa who then sat on the sofa in the living room.

"That's not enough, Mah, I still don't know him much deeper, even we just look at it from the outside" added Defa who sat next to his mother.

"Ah, it's you who can't open your heart for him, as far as being close to him, he has no problem, even his family track record is also good," chirps Mother Defa who keeps making Defa sure.

"You sure you know all about him? I felt that he was not sincere, there was something he was looking for" Defa began to suspect Nikita's attitude.

"Something that is, yes you! your time is insensitive anyway, he's loved you since college, Defa." Defa's mother continues to defend Nikita.

"Well, I married her because of you, not because I love her, I'm willing to pay for all the disappointments yesterday at my failed marriage." Defa resolutely told her Mother, then Defa stood up and left her Mother who was still sitting in the living room.

"Defa!!" Defa's mother continued to call out to Defa, but very quickly Defa's steps were up the stairs to get to her room.

Defa's mother took a slow breath and stroked her chest, from her true look she didn't want to do this to her son, but he's keeping his big name more than his own son's feelings.

Defa is an only child, from childhood Defa is always spoiled, until Defa grows up, his mother still continues to manage Defa's life, even Mother Defa is not willing if her one-on-one son after marriage, would rather stay with his partner.

Defa's father was a soldier, who rarely visited her, Defa's mother always felt lonely, so Defa's mother did not want if Defa also left her house, although later Defa married.

***

At Alan's house.

"Lan, what's wrong with you? then what did you bring that? you're a spy what a tradesman anyway, even bring a lot of snacks." Good to be curious about Alan who came home with a bag of snacks.

Alan threw the bag containing snacks towards Bagus who was sitting in the living room, Good reflexes catch him.

"Oh, even in the throw anyway, you why the hell? not his answer to my question," chirped Bagus then immediately opened the bag and took out the snack.

Nice hobby eating is very happy to see a lot of food brought by Alan, Good immediately open one by one the food and immediately eat it.

"Food is only your number one" Alan chirped at Good.

"Lan, so you were shopping? keep not so follow the Vita?" tanya Bagus while chewing food, almost unclear his voice because his mouth is filled with food.

"Yes so, I followed him to the minimarket, he caught me, I pretended to be shopping" Alan said, glancing at his cell phone on the table.

"Ha ha ha, kocak you, continue?" continue Good.

It was good to look at Alan seriously.

"Well, be careful when you fall in love with her, why is everything on the road?" good chirps again, Alan was silent, there was one thing that Alan was afraid of that all the Good words would be real, because Alan felt that he was very strange lately.

Alan then leaned his head to the sofa, looked at the roof of the house and then smiled, all of it was witnessed by Good, Good staring in the direction that in the face by Alan, then scratching his head, all of it was witnessed by Good, It's good to feel something strange about his best friend's behavior.

"Lan!!" It was good trying to call out to Alan who was still staring at the ceiling.

"Woi, Lan!!!!" good Shouts.

The surprised Alan instantly surged, as Nice shouted in his ears.

"Brengs*k you, make my ears hurt," said Alan who scratched his ears.

Alan grabbed his phone.

"I've been calling you since, Lan, why the hell are you? what is the same roof? why do you keep looking and laughing?" imbuh Bagus continued to ask, Alan patted Bagus wide shoulder.

"Ah, you're a freak, who looks at the roof with a laugh? your eyes are myopic, check your eyes tomorrow!" Alan as he passed towards the room trying to sneak up on Good.

"Hey, Lan, I think you're the one who's sick, what was the sambet? obviously you're weird and you're just saying I'm weird, suspicious of me, Lan," shouted Good, who was still busy chewing food while glancing at Alan's room.

"Suspect what?" Alan chimed in Nice from inside his room.

"Are you in a kasmaran?" chirping Good a little slowly, Alan immediately listened to Good's words seriously.

The kasmaran? Alan kept thinking, why could Good think so huh? muttered.

"Are you right, Lan?" add a good that still has not stopped beringlek Bagus.

Alan did not respond to Good remarks, Alan stared at his cellphone screen, opened the gallery, Alan secretly kept a photo of Zovita then continued to look at his face with focus, suddenly the feeling appeared again, and then he was still there, alan's blood was flowing very fast, his heart was beating faster, Alan enlarged the image for a few seconds, then smiled.

"Surprisingly, what's wrong with me? why does it feel so eager to see him, when he just met, why does his face keep appearing in my head, ah shit." Alan muttered, speaking to himself softly.

Alan instantly turns off his phone screen and bruises it next to his bed, Alan continues to wipe his face, as Zovita's shadow continues to appear.

Until night falls, Alan can not close his eyes, again Zoviya's shadow continues to dance in his head, Alan pulled out his cell phone, want to send a chat to greet Zovita, Zovita, but again he deleted, Alan continued to write again and then he deleted it again.

Alan made a headache, then threw his cell phone to the mattress, both of his hands holding his head, what's with him? what is this feeling? thought Alan kept putting question marks on himself.

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