Love is opposite belief
18-sick of this love
"want me to help?, clean the shards?, I happen to be a reliable ob" said Andi who was pounding charm.
"no, I can do it myself".
"no way, the secretary's mbak sitting there" Andi pointed to one of the empty seats.
"no, that's why I helped, I'm not going to feel good" Mifa sat down, helping Andi who was cleaning up the broken bowl earlier.
"no, if you don't want to, I don't even want to clean up anyway", argued Andi.
"o,,,oo,, please if I sit there" Mifa could not argue with Andi anymore, she left Andi and sat in the chair that Andi pointed at earlier.
while playing his phone "scroll scroll", "ekhemm", deheman someone made Mifa half shocked.
"ehh astaghfirullah", shocked Mifa.
"do you not work?, even good to sit sweet like the boss?", taunted Rafael in a cold tone, piercing Mifa's heart.
"emm, sir, I'll go, if you'll excuse me", Mifa lowered her head, left Rafael.
"hemm, please tell me", muttered Rafael with a sly smile.
"huftttt,, lately the weather is a bit cold, what would the rainy season well?", grumbled Mifa walking along the lobby.
meanwhile, at another time and place, Andi had just finished cleaning up the broken bowl, "where is the secretary?", he asked.
"why are you here?, is it a wander like a dongo?", said Dadang while patting Andi's shoulder.
"ohh,, I'm not, yok hanging out where the mallem will be?", said Andi trying to stand up.
"yes used to be at the Xxx residential deket shop", Andi lantur.
"okay".
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"hatchi, hatchi", since then Mifa continues to sneeze, probably because the worsening weather makes Mifa not too fit.
"huffttt,, already want to be finished just handed over to Mr. Rafael", muttered Mifa.
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tock.tokk, Mifa knocked on Rafael's door 3 times.
"yes, in".
"excuse me sir, here are the documents and duties you just asked for" Mifa said.
"hemm,, dokey good" Rafael said, turning the paper back.
"i'm sorry sir", Mifa turned her back, wanting to open the door, but Rafael stopped Mifa from leaving.
"wait, where are you going?" said Rafael.
suddenly Mifa turned her body back towards Rafael who was staring at him intently. "emm, I want to go back to the room".
"wait,, your hands are warm, you feel unwell?", asked Rafael with his mounting worry.
"ah, no, maybe I'm lacking a break".
"no, there's no way you're okay, try", Rafael clings his hand to Mifa who is standing in front of him.
Mifa reflex was shocked and immediately brushed off Rafael's hand, "uh sir, sorry but I'm healthy, I will just need to go to the pharmacy".
MIFA HOUSE AFTERNOON
"assalamualaikum", said Mifa staggered with her face very pale.
"wa'alaikumsalam,, kok non gini shoots his face?", the aunt embraces Mifa's shoulder and palpates Mifa's face.
"no kol bi, I may lack rest, later I buy the same medicine?", said Mifa while gently brushing her hand.
"yes non, call Mas Iwan first, take auntie make porridge, non shower first there", the aunt's scolding attentively drove Mifa to her room.
"thank you bi", he said.
aunty immediately came down from the second floor and immediately made Mifa a porridge with warm tea.
meanwhile Mifa who had just finished bathing, smelled very fragrant like vanilla smell down to eat what aunty had prepared, while playing her phone.
(**sister, can I take you to the doctor?), Mifa.
(yes, why? sister's sick yah), Iwan.
(yes brother, the pokonya will be anterin me only), Mifa.
(ok), Iwan**.
Mifa snorted and continued to eat the porridge that had no taste since then, because it hurt.
"cuffs,tongg",
"awhile", cried the aunt as she ran towards the door of the house.
"eh, Iwan, please, enter yuk first?", said the aunt
"yes, makasi bi", said Iwan accompanied by a sweet smile engraved on Iwan's lips.
mira reflexes looked at Iwan who was walking towards Mifa who was eating her porridge. "sister, really, really bad", Lantur Mifa.
"eh, yes, our house is not far away" said Iwan.
"yawah sis, yok went to the mallem hunt" said Mifa as she got up from her seat.
Mifa and Iwan set off for the subscription doctor when Mifa was sick or vice versa.
"Miss Agustina Mifa Princess".
"eh,,iya", Mifa stood up and headed straight into the room that the doctor used to examine her patients.
"Miss Mifa, as usual?" said the doctor gently but subtly also mocking Mifa.
"eh, sir, as always the medicine, and as always the money", mocked back Mifa.
The doctor just laughed in a chuckle because of the taunts he received, "can also you, I will remember your name".
"thank you Doctor Harris Pratama".
"have the deck?", asked Iwan who had been waiting for Mifa in the parking lot.
"yes already, brother I want to eat at the stall yah?, I laper", whine Mifa to her cousin brother.
"yes, who subscriptions right?", Iwan stroked Mifa's head that looked so cute.
"yes, heheheh".
