Love is Not Just a Word

Positive Thinking

Again - meet the night. The night I considered the brightest as my heart, but suddenly the brightness faded only because of the overflow of Arman's jealousy towards me. For me this is just a trivial matter and misunderstanding. Thought I was tonight.

The moon is not friendly to me at the moment. Even a bright starry night is not as bright as my heart and mind right now.

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"Who Ag" . Ask - arrive?. Right now I'm at Arman's toast. Maybe for people, people already know me. Cause every day I go there when he's trading.

"Ag?". I'm confused. "Ohh it was Agus my jogging friend first, used to call him Ag akunya mas, contacted I also named Ag hahaha.. Why is it, then?"...

"Ohh, that's okay - what do you ask. I'm sure you are, if you already have me. Because I saw your chat was so friendly.".. Huh uh??? Mesraaa?? Humiliationist? I misunderstood him for sure. That ordinary joke guy. This Dannn Arman wear bring - bring the name Ag again.

"Hahaha yes, but this is friendly from where?? That ordinary joke guy. Do you know where my chat is from? Aren't you holding onto my phone from yesterday?". I'm suspicious

"It's just the guy who doesn't know that I read your chat".

"Jaudah... I'm sorry about this. But really Ag just my jogging, even then never see you again"..I said convince Arman

"Hmmm yes, promise me you won't repeat. Sorry to open - open your chat. Maybe I'm too jealous".

"That's it, somebody bought it." I said.

"Buy toast toasted chocolate bean flavor yes". Said the new buyer. But this time the buyers are different, they use a car and one of the most looks old and father - the father called Arman who just got off the car.

"Are you ready for Arman?". I saw them wearing sarongs, cocoa shirts, and peci. The oldest word. They seem to know Arman.

Hearing the word Arman called Arman turned his head. Because he was talking to the others. After looking at Arman, he looked shocked. "Wehhhh, O Allahhh. Pangling me Mas. Longgah - lenggah monggo (sit - sit please)".

"Mmm Enggeh Mas, ki my candidate (Iya Mas, this is my candidate) ". I also nodded in a smile

While waiting for Arman. And talk to that buyer. My hands are already itching for Arman's mergokin. In the middle of the conversation and their jokes there was a chance for me to mergeokin Arman's phone. He already knew that I was here every time I held his phone. Make a game maen. Just this time I have the intention to mergekin him in his phone chatan same anyone. Because earlier during the conversation he held the phone continuously while smiling - his own smile . I started to suspect him.

There is no chat yet.

When they are finished and they are ready.

Before entering the car Mas - Mas was calling Arman again "Mann, no news you meneh . Let a month koe kudu wes rabbi ro mbak e. Nek ora kandakne Bu Nyai (Mann, I'm waiting for you again. After a month you should marry her. If you don't tell Miss Nyai)." Her word. They keep passing.

I'm still holding the phone Arman I put the phone slowly - slowly. After finishing cleaning the tool that was used to serve the buyer Arman who turned out to be his teacher. He seemed nervous to come up to me scratching his head and explaining that he was his teacher and said that for a month he had not married me he would be reported by his Mother. Maybe he was his teacher, too.

And looking at me a little bit in silence Arman started talking back .

"Why Nduk? How's that pouting?". As usual when I was pouting gini he started the action, he pinched my chubby cheeks. I looked at him cynically. I glanced at his phone without saying, he took his phone and smiled - his own smile. I myself frown not because he will report to his Mother. But I frowned because of the chat woman named Rokayah or Rukiyah who chatted with Arman.

"Have you finished?". I said

"Yes yank, but this will make one for Hima and her friend".

"Ohh. Yaudah I say go home, tired it feels hehe"

"Lhohh, if tired yes just rest do not need to come here first is okay - what nduk". He said while stroking my head.

"Hehe... It's nothing - what. Yaudah Assalamualaikum, the return of hearts later yes". I said while patting her shoulder.

"It's a good thing I'm here, if not. I won't know the contents of your chat. Sorry, but this time I'm a little disrespectful". I murmured in my heart while nge - my motor stater. I easily crossed because the road had started to look lonely, but still had to be careful.

I cry again and always scream in my heart. Where is your promise that will make my life happy and not make me cry.?? Where's your promise that I said I was just one for you, Mas??? And where do you promise to always take care of me??? Huhuu...". I was crying in my room, but I was just mute. Tears fell unbearably. I cried a few times, though Arman didn't know. It hurts so bad, my chest feels so tight. I also lay down on my bed. Which I was sitting behind the door. I still hold my chest tight considering there are other women who chat with Arman. I also refused to open my phone and turn on my data connection first. Maybe he'll think I'm asleep. In fact, I couldn't sleep until late at night. Although I finally fell asleep with a face that was wet with tears.

Positive thinking has become my habit. One day I will ask who the rokayah or the rukiyah is. The name is complicated. My misery.

Some days I haven't been to Arman's trade. I could not go there first even though several times asked by Arman why not come.

There was an incident that I myself did not know the origin of the incident that made me go hastily to the trading place of Arman. And it turns out

Thank you for staying in my work. Stay tuned for the next episode ya😊🙏