Miss To Move Diary

Weddings

While in the car heading home, I looked at him who was focused on driving.

"Don't you ask me what made me cry like that?" My toot.

"I wouldn't ask if it's your privacy, but if you're willing to tell a story, I'm listening." The answer.

I told him what I was going through.

I hope he understands that I can't take it.

He stopped his car on the side of the road.

"I don't mind your past, Yevn. Not at all. You can keep it or remember it." Her speech.

I told him I couldn't do this introduction anymore.

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Days pass by ignoring the polar man.

I ignored all his chats, except for work.

"I can't, bang. I can't figure out what's the same with him." I said while talking to bang Vhen in my house.

"Less what's he deck? You saw for yourself how he. Slow down, let it flow, just follow the current. You don't have to push or you can hold." Bang vhen.

"I can't, let's just say I still want to be alone, happy, anyways I'm still young. My friend's friends are still here and there, some are even still in college." My answer.

Bang Vhen just scratched his head to hear my words.

Then follow my footsteps as I paced back and forth preparing the ingredients for lunch preparation.

"He's still holding on, deck." Bang Vhen reminded me.

"That's her business bang, anyways, brother kelasin noh kekeman brother. Shame until someone knows. It's not just my reputation that's affected, it's him too." I said as I continued to cut the vegetables on the table.

"You're worried about him?" Bang Vhen teased me.

"Not." Reply quickly.

****

I was working on a work schedule in my room.

Eva returns home to her parents after getting permission from the office.

And now I live with bang Vhen.

I fell asleep in the room as soon as I finished taking the medicine. Because I'm basically not one who likes to take a nap.

Once awake, I immediately took a shower and headed to the kitchen after performing the Ashar prayer.

While eating food there was the sound of bang Vhen talking to someone.

His voice was getting closer and was clearly heard in my ears.

And sure enough, bang Vhen offered her a meal together.

She looked at me and smiled a little hello.

I just returned his smile by nodding and helping bang Vhen provide the cutlery on the table.

At last we ate together. Yeah, who else if not Mr. Alfandy.

After eating, Mr. Alfandy asked permission to speak to me. He gave us privacy to talk.

"How's it going?" Ask her.

"Okay, thank God." My answer.

Silence, no words spoken. I just looked at the cup I was holding.

"You really dodged it?" He broke the silence between us.

"Hmm, no." I answered smiling at him.

"Our hearts may be just as hard. You insist on rejecting me and maintaining your feelings, locking her up in a meeting, "His words stopped.

"And I will insist on maintaining my position to wait for the moment of your heart's opening." The answer was seriously seeing me.

I was silent not knowing what to say.

"Please, but I said from the beginning, don't waste your time. Because everything you do is pointless and useless." My answer is smiling to convince her.

"There is no vain effort, God turns back the heart of his servant." Her speech.

"I, Yevn, have been waiting for you since you were with him. The man you have kept in your heart until now. At that time, I could only wish that. Seeing you from a distance, watching your attitude. And I believe that age isn't a guarantee of someone's adulthood, once I know about you."

His face looked at me seriously. I didn't expect him to talk much, at length like this.

"I know how you felt about her until now. And I don't think it's a threat or a rival to me." Say again.

"Udah sir." Reply quickly.

"Give your heart a chance to accept the presence of others." Her speech.

He got up from his chair and left me. I just regret my current position.

****

The day went by so fast, the moon changed. He's still the same unchanged. It turns out he was stubborn.

My family left all the decisions in my hands.

Although mama is already happy with Mr. Alfandy, so is bang Vhen.

But they won't push me.

Bang Vhen's wedding is about to take place.

A girl wins his heart. There is happiness, sadness and sadness that I feel.

I am happy and happy with the happiness gained by Bang Vhen.

And I also feel very sad because it won't be like it used to be with my brother.

After the wedding, the night I cried in the room. Tomorrow is a party at her father-in-law bang Vhen's house.

Bang Vhen came into my room and found me crying.

"What's wrong with my brother to cry on his happy day?" Her words hugged me.

I sobbed and buried my face in the chest of the field of the Vhen bang.

"Are you not happy deck?" Ask bang Vhen.

(When I write this, I am really sick, and my eyes really blurred because I cried 😅😭)

"Why crying?"

I can't answer the question that bang vhen asked me.

Seeing me my crying never subsided, my brother clenched me tightly, kissing the top of my head.

"Brother position will not change, you remain number one, dear brother will also not decrease, either before or after brother or you get a life partner." Bang Vhen.

"Hey, stop laughing." Bang Vhen.

"Yevn was crying, not laughing." Reply annoyed.

"Well, crying anyway? Why cry?" Her words sucked me.

He laughed, and wiped my tears, rubbing both my cheeks with his finger.

"Makanya, get married, already there is a fit, fit you are selling expensive. Now cry out." Said brother Vhen.

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The next day the party was held, I was nervous. (lah, whose party, who was nervous who 😅😂😂)

During the family photo session, my brother pulled my hand, as if he understood with the shaking of my heart.

Brother Aisyah who has now legally become his wife bang Vhen smiled at our closeness.

I congratulated them and prayed and hugged them both.

Brother dyed ubunku. I wanted to cry and I could stand it, not worrying about my brother on his happy day.

He is a friend, he is a friend, he is a substitute father figure for me. Bang Vhen Aziq is the only big brother I have.

In the middle of the show I saw the same pair of eyes watching me.

A pair of eyes that still held on to his feelings.

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Seriate

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