Love is Not Just a Word

Arman the Different

"Ngeneseee... Mung dewe, Kon jogo wagon, barkui left dating (Ngenesnyaa.. Just by yourself, tell keep the cart, the abis was left dating) " . Hima said insinuating me and Arman while blowing her cigarette smoke . Me and Arman just laughed in response to his chatter.

As usual I ordered orange ice and Arman tumbennya hot Ginger Milk pesen.

"Remain ice nduk?". He said doubtfully

"Hehe yes Mas, although the taste of likes is often sultry I hehe?". I also eat rice that is no stranger to young people, especially ndeso children (villages), namely Nasi Kucing. I was hungry and hungry, and I was choking

"Ohuuuk.. Uhukkk..!!!".

"Duh slowly - slowly nduk". He said as he handed me the glass of orange ice I ordered. Without answering I immediately took my drink..

I don't feel like pulling. But what a power I may not not go home. Even then I can't go out the same night as my Mother.. I was alone with Arman and his friend. Arriving at home I could not forget the incident tonight. I could not sleep but finally fell asleep too until waking up already bad luck.

I deliberately wake up during the day, and again my goal will be to accompany Arman again. Although several times I was rebuked by my father

" Hehe, muk arep ningei dilit kok be(just want to look back on kok be) ". I knew I was starting to argue. My father could only be quiet but I kept on going to Arman's.

The day passed making me more and more accustomed to accompany Arman in his place of trading. Until the day he told me the truth about his true feelings for me. That this year he will propose to me by bringing his parents to my parents. May my mind be fulfilled with hope. Although basically people can not expect to overdo it. Especially wishing Him the Creator.

Almost every day I go there so that some of my neighbors already know a lot about my relationship with Arman. He also told my neighbor whose place he rented for trade that I was his candidate. Yes, pardon is happy, sih. But what if my Father hears, I'm just afraid my Father will be a bit embarrassed to hear this, because my Father is also close to the neighbor u this one. Now Arman moved because there was a dispute between the merchants in the first place. It was also from my father's proposal that his stand be there in my neighbor. A strategic place and easy to see by many people.

Today I went to Arman's place not just to help him but to ask why he changed with my feelings who had accepted him for what he was??. From chatan that sometimes not reciprocated, replied short and sometimes not active phone?? Is it true that a man gets bored easily? Yesterday's feeling - yesterday's feeling was good too. Why isn't he like usual?. So?? What did I do until he was like this??

Happy Readding all 🤗

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