My Sweet Roommate's

Joana's birthday

It's been two weeks since Joana and her housemates kept quiet and avoided each other as much as possible. It was pioneered by Joana who considered Alva like it never existed. He doesn't want to deal with that guy anymore. Joana ilfeel with men who like to play games with women, like to think of jokes for sensitive things such as marriage invitations and so on.

“Why is Pak Bos so kepo lo?!” that afternoon, Zea took Joana to lunch, and it was a pleasure that the woman accepted her invitation because indeed they had not eaten together since Zea was declared busy with the new CEO.

“How's your case?” Joana stared at Zea at a glance, while stirring her drink with a straw. The feeling is starting to feel bad, has Alva been secretly finding out about him through Zea?

“Udah deh do not need to be discussed.” cetus Zea. He started first, but he ended the discussion, and Joana was happy not to talk about the man named Alva.

“How is your relationship with Mas Raja, guy via app?” Joana chuckles, laughing. For he was sure that with the King there would be no continuation. Since this wasn't the first time, Zea's relationship with the guys she just met had gone out of her way. None of it is clear.

“Lo ngetawain me?! what does it mean?” zea's eyes were rounded in annoyance. Joana looked like she was making fun of herself.

“Casual Ze, am I just nanya? how are you angry anyway?” Joana blinked her eyes many times, looking that Zea, who was very upset, was standing before her.

“Bad my mood.” The woman left Joana in the company cafeteria. He lives alone at that table.

Joana shuddered in horror, Zea had not been that angry with her for a long time. His behavior is quite strange lately, of course, it makes him confused. Hopefully, all the changes in Zea's attitude are nothing with Alva.

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Two weeks after being ignored by Joana, Alva decides to leave the house. Avoiding seems like the best way. If Joana feels that her presence is just carrying the burden of her life, it's good that she stay away. About the grandmother who asked about the house and its contents, Alva was forced to answer with all the lies later.

Alva moved two suitcases from the room she had been in. It just so happens that today is Saturday, where employees including bosses like Alva, are definitely off if there are no urgent circumstances. While lifting her two suitcases, Joana accidentally exits her room, the goal is to go to the kitchen to make a sandwich.

At first glance, they looked at each other. There were no friendly looks from either of them. Although Alva desperately wanted to start a conversation, but he did not know where to start until in the end there was not a word that came out of his mouth until he had moved all his things into the car.

Where the hell is he going?

Happy birthday Joana, may you always be happy. If our relationship were not like water and fire, I would have embraced you by now.

Alva smiled faintly, wishing the woman a happy birthday in her heart, she looked at Joana who was behind her. Yes, based on what he got from Zea, that woman today is on her birthday.

“Stupid.” murmured Alva. “Stuck with a girl like her, you just knew her for a while. He must have used pellets, to ensnare any man so that he can get into his trap, the snare of his charm, including lo yourself.” Alva slammed the trunk door of her car behind after putting the two suitcases in, cursing at herself who was too stupid for so quickly putting her heart on Joana at this time. Whether it's just lust or wanting to have, Alva doesn't understand where it's going.

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Joana bit into the sandwich she had just served on the dinner table, since a few minutes ago, Alva had already left the house without saying a word. Going on vacation? moving house? or where to? there are a lot of things that Joana has in mind. Ask about Alva. He glanced towards the door of the room, where normally the man was there. Now the house is empty. Yeah, it's so lonely just living by himself.

Joana shrugged her shoulders. “Good, can be free.” after thought, why think of a quiet house, alone, is not this what he wanted all this time?

Spending a piece of sanwich and warm milk, Joana returned to her room to prepare. There was one thing he used to do every time his birthday came.

Joana arrived at her destination that afternoon. Twenty-five years, not a young age anymore for him to play around. The future is waiting for him, Joana must rise from this slump. It's not easy after a dozen years Joana's gone through the days without her parents. Wearing a covered dress, with a scarf that only covers her head, Joana stepped slowly towards the navel of her parents. The heat accompanied his journey to the tomb.

He crouched down, touching one belly button on behalf of his mother. It's normal, every birthday, he does this. He came to his parents and told them there, then prayed for them. Such a thing alone was enough to make him happy on his birthday.

“Mama, Papa...” her eyes brightened with glazed.

“I've been twenty-five years, it turns out I was able to pass everything up to this point,” he said again with water that had soaked the cheeks.

“definitely because the prayer from mama and papa is there, so I am this strong.” Under the scorching sun, in broad daylight, Joana was sobbing while covering her face with both hands.

A few minutes after weeping, Joana opened her eyes again. He was shocked when he saw and felt suddenly the place where he was crouching became shady, and a shadow of someone was protecting him with an umbrella.