Love Sebas Angan

Dreams are Reality

This afternoon is my schedule to be a jury event at the Mall. I entered the mall and met Andika's brother we discussed for a moment because this event is a teen fashion show.

"Ndin later they theme of the evening dress the average participant who participated has experience in the field but we remain objective does not know what will happen on the stage" said Andika Kak explained to me.

"Okay, I will try to do my best, to judge objectively" I said with passion.

I headed to the judging table before long Jeni appeared in a fashion style that fit the theme of the race this time. I'm not surprised because she's a model . We talked as usual so as not to look stiff. At the end of the sentence, Jeni said something.

"After the event we chatted briefly yes ndin" said Jeni tone a cynical face.

"Oke Jen we chat at the cafe in this Mall only" I said casually.

We witnessed the appearance of the models who competed walking on the catwalk showing off the evening dress of the designer with various poses. The timing of this winner announcement is the most stressful thing. The host announced the championship ranking of the event this time.

"Both the first Champion at this event with the number of participants twenty limakami please allow to go up to the stage" said the Host.

All the spectators applauded and shouted happily as the winner matched their choice. Suddenly, three women approached us both.

"The jury is not fair, it should be number five who is the first champion" said one of the sweet black women with annoyance.

"Indeed the participant is a good number sis but there is still a little shortcoming of the way she poses no soul and the way her path is trained again sis" replied Jeni wisely.

In my heart thankfully Jeni was able to answer the comments of this audience appropriately.

"Alright then" replied one of the three women in a yellow barreling.

They passed by and left us. From this I see besides beautiful Jeni is also a smart woman. I also feel less close to him. We walked to a cafe not far from the venue.

"I'm the one who treat ya ndin, calm all I've order we just wait aja ya" said Jeni with a smile.

"Well Jen, what do you want to buy me?" ask me with a serious tone.

"The order has come we eat first, it's a pity to be seen only" said Jeni diverted the conversation.

We ate food that was delicious and honestly I said it was expensive luxury food for me.

"Okay, I went straight to the topic after I observed you had started approaching Ibnu" said Jeni with a sharp look at me.

"No, we are still friends as usual" I replied casually while sucking lemon tea.

"This is what still wants to avoid again" said Jeni in an angry tone while showing photos of me when I had dinner with Ibnu.

"Oh this I can explain Jen, calm down first" I said in an anxious tone.

"Women are immoral, hijab-wearing but call people's girlfriends, horrifying yes you will not be able to get hold of him while there is me" said Jeni half-screaming while splashing the lemon tea in front of my face.

All eyes looked at me as if I were the saddest queen on that day. My hijab wet Jeni goes wordless with emotion. I tried to control myself so as not to look shameful and pitiful.

I gestured to all the eyes that saw that I was fine. I stood up slowly leaving the cafe by strengthening my soul so as not to rain these tears.

I entered a dress shop that in front of her had the longest statue with a one set outfit plus a hijab without a second thought I told her servant.

"Sir, I choose the clothes on this statue which is black" I said while holding back tears.

"Well, please wait for the cashier" said the waiter kindly.

I went to the store cashier and paid for the clothes I had chosen before I went into the ladies' room to change my clothes that were valid because of Jeni. In front of the glass I tidied up my makeup. I booked a taxi online and headed out the mall door while waiting for the taxi.

Before long the taxi came and I took the taxi with a still-chaotic heart.

"Why not just moody" said the taxi driver with the tone Bataknya.

"Nothing, sir" I said limply.

"Sometimes we have the right to choose which is best to live in this life even though the choice is heavy" said the driver wisely.

"Well you pretentious father" I said embarrassedly.

"I've been living the suffering of life from the age we have been like far different" said the taxi driver.

"Yes sir who just focus on bringing his car" I said annoyed.

"Well this is a song for mbak, the most beautiful memories of samson" said the taxi driver.

The song that was played instead of entertaining me even more makes the heart sadder plus again along the way home in my mind there was only a nightmare when it turned out to be true.

I got to the front of the house and paid for a taxi through the app. I climbed the stairs of this exhausting house.

"What's wrong" asked Aunt Diana.

"Alau tan" I said briefly.

"Because what try to tell aunty" said aunt diana worried.

I told all this to auntie.

"Well he wants to find problems with you, aunty can not stay still" said aunt Diana growled.

"Udahlah tan, let me finish by myself tomorrow I try to ask Ibn what really happened between Ibn and Jeni. Later if aunty intervenes even I who was betrothed Jeni later she more and more mengegunjak" I said.

"OK aunt wait for the results if it is still not clear let's talk face to face with him not age anymore now use such rotten way against people, moreover, he does not know what really happened" said Aunt Diana in an angry tone.

I walked straight into the room and cleaned myself up. I saw my phone who knew there was an incoming message or money coming in. Apparently there was a message from Ibnu asking me news.Seems like he did not know the incident earlier this afternoon. Not long saw the message I saw social media.Yes God turns out there was recording the incident earlier.What should I do huh the weight of the burden of life today has unconsciously made myself stiff on the sofa.

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