Lying (Loving In Sepi)
Red Rose
Harmonious families happily sit together at the dinner table, eating dinner. Occasionally a small laugh adorns their dinner. Although there are less, but it does not make the family unhappy. Although occasionally stricken with longing, but it is not a serious thing.
Mr. Muhajir, lost the figure of his wife a dozen years ago. But he chose not to marry again. He prefers to focus on looking after his two children Arif and the princess.
"These Papa's children are already on big, has no one yet got a candidate?"
Arif and the Princess threw eyes at each other, as if urging each other to explain.
Arif yanh's age is well established, it is already worth having a wife. As well as the twenty-seven-year-old Princess, it was not bad to get married at such an age.
"I'm the one when the Princess is married Pa. I want to protect the Princess first." Answer Arif honestly. He really loves his sister.
"Your style will protect me, like I'm a five-year-old." Princess Sahut.
"Age of forty only, you are still a boy in the eyes of Mas. You're still the Princess, Mas' little sister."
Sok's daughter shuddered in horror at his brother's words. But in his heart he was happy. Even without a mother, he does not lack the love of the closest people.
"Nyebelin' mom! So all this time no one dared to decetin me, afraid of Mas. I keep on single."
"Good, that means they're not serious about you. I'm not okay, why fear the same Mas?"
"Eh already" Mr. Muhajir mediated. "Daughter has no choice of its own?" Ask Mr. Muhajir.
Princesses silent. He was ashamed to reveal it.
"There really is, but..." The princess did not continue her words.
"But why Son?" Ask Mr. Muhajir raise next to his eyebrows.
"Princess doesn't know, that guy likes Princesses or not." The princess answered with less spirit.
"Can Papa guess?"
"???" The princess raised her eyebrows.
"Gee!" Said the Papa.
The princess smiled shyly. Apparently, her father understood her very well. Without being told, he was able to read the contents of the Princess' heart.
"If it's easy." Mr. Muhajir said, as if it was no big deal.
"Yes the deck." Arif also confirmed. "We've been friends for a long time, it's impossible that Egy doesn't like you. If he doesn't like it, he'll make him like you."
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Today is thursday. As usual, Nabila was sure there would be people coming to send her flowers today. Nabila will wait. Waiting for that guy. He will be curious all this time, today.
I had a plan to ask the guy. What does it mean to send flowers? Liked it? Or pranking? Good intention? Or bad? Nabila will soon find out.
Nabila sat on the rattan chair that was on the terrace. His attic swept through every corner of his courtyard, hoping that the person would come soon.
Nabila was sure that person would come soon now. Surely Nabila's guess. Shortly after came a man with a red rose and a letter as usual. The man approached her. When I stood up to greet the man.
"When?" Ask the man to make sure.
Nabila. "Yes I'm Nabila."
The man immediately gave her a red rose, and also a letter.
"Mass?"
"Yes?"
"If you can tell who the sender is?"
"Oh yes, thank you." Ucao Nabila in a desperate tone.
"If you'll excuse me, there's something I have to take back."
"Oh yes, thank you." Sahut Nabila accompanied by a nod.
And the man with the green logo jacket typical of the online ojen application left. Ja. The man who came was an online motorcycle. He is not at all a person who can answer the curiosity of Nabila.
Nabila attention moved on the same roses and letters. Why does the person not want to show the trunk of his nose in front of Nabila? Or maybe Fia is a stalker? Have any evil intentions for him? Nabila shook his head quickly, imagining the flashes of his burikas mind.
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The princess helped Bu Yura cook. He painstakingly cut some vegetables that he wanted to cook.
Yapzz, he was visiting Egy's house. He'll have dinner here.
"Aunty?" Call Princess.
"Yes dear." Replied Bu Yura softly.
"What time is Egy coming home?"
"That child is unpredictable. Sometimes it's samput night!"
The princess scrunched her forehead. "But?"
As if knowing the Princess' intent, Bu Yura immediately cut off her words.
"Yes. He came home early gospel night. Auntie told me there was you." Said Bu Yura sambik continuing to stir his cooking.
Bu Yura is a type of woman who likes to cook. For breakfast, lunch and dinner, he prepared it all himself. If asked, is there a maid? The answer is yes, there is dong. Such a rich man has no helpers? Impossible. But yes it is, the maid whose business is clean-up, to cook she still does it herself. Unless you are lazy or sick just the cooking business in turn oada maids. Ok back to the initial topic.
"Mas Egy is busy like a tan?"
"She seems to love Put's job very much, even she stays in the office, even though she's sick."
"So does his love equal work?"
"When as I remember, Mas Egy did not want to go home from the USA, he said lazy to hold the company here." The Princess said in a smile, remembering how changed Egy was.
Justright. It's hard to force Egy back to Jakarta to take care of the company. But now it sounds, egu like a workaholic.
Bu Yura chuckled. "When there's a woman he loves, aunty just finds out. "
The smile on the Princess' lips faded. What did Bu Yura say? Is there a woman that Egy loves? Who'sis that?
The princess still hopes, what she heard earlier was wrong, or just hallucinations.
"I mean auntie?"
"That's a loh! He said there's something he likes now."
It hurts her heart, Princess. What he had heard was real, but it was just a hallucination. He came back for Egy.
"Tante knew?"
Bu yura shook her head. "Yet. Once the project is completed, it will be recognized. That's why the child is diligent in work, let the project be completed quickly, and he knows the candidate deh."
"Oh..." That was all that mamou Putri said to respond to Bu Yura's words.
"Be willing to mate with you. But it turns out he had his own choice. Auntie was happy to hear that too.
But the princess who was not happy to sting him. Go home all the way to Egy. But Egy for someone else.
