
I'm going home. Change clothes with the most comfortable home costume in the world. White T-shirt oblong whose sewing edge has been removed from the bondasan. Combined with knee-length shorts that have faded color.
WA Alifah number I'll immediately remove from my personal contact.
Not hate or don't want to know him anymore.
I do not want to be a kufr man who is cursed by my Lord by always stalking and looking at the face of the future wife of people.
I even deleted a picture of me with Alifah that I just took at Marwan's party.
Conscious woy, dangerous nyimpen photos soul mate people!
All for comfort and safety.
I have to move on. Like my mother's message. Can not continue to harbor a sense that is increasingly blundering and entrenched in the inner heart of the soul.
Let it be just a memory of the past. As I grow older I grow up. I want to be the new me.
Right said Mother. I have to accept all these circumstances. Always and always pray. Maybe my husband is still somewhere else. Right said Mother.
Tong
Tong
My apartment bell rings.
This is my first time seeing a guest on a Sunday.
Maybe my boss or my other friends. Like their promise, who want to stay and feel the sleep in the apartment.
I'm appalled. It turns out my guest is Ms. Mirana. The next door neighbor who had made me emotional.
"Mr? What's up?"
"Hehehe...! Sorry, Gat! This..., experiment cooking! Love you, a sense of introduction! Accepted huh?" he said with a shy face thrusting something hidden behind a tray covered in rice paper he carried.
"Whoops? Taste experiment? It's so good to hear!" my review intends to mark it.
Mirina laughed crisply.
"Calm down, Gat! I brought a cell phone. If you have a seizure, call 001 emergency call an ambulance! Hehe..."
"Yassalam! It's more thrilling if gini mah, Ma'am!" my reply made him laugh again.
"Eh, am I left to myself at the door? Not invited in, Gat?"
"Sori, Ma'am! I'm bachelor. Staying alone. Sister married woman. Afraid of misunderstandings and I'm horrified at the same temperament of Ms Mirina's husband! Hehe..."
"Hehehe...! I understand, Gat! Yeah, I'm saying yes? Oiya, if it doesn't taste good. Don't eat it instead of being dangerous. Hehe..."
"Thanks, Ma'am! Thanks so much for this! It's nice to have friendly and kind neighbors. Share like this. Often yes, a delicious share! Hehe..."
"Hehehe... You Gatot! You're funny and fun, aren't you!?"
"Hahaha.., not Ma'am! I can be more fierce than her husband! I'm just going in, okay? Try this!" I said.
"Gat, can you ask for his contact number?" mirina asked to hold the door of my apartment when I was about to close it.
"Lha? We khan neighbors. Gini, if you need help. I am ready to help if I can. Hehe..."
"Hm, yes too! But do not say bored yes, if I will often go back and forth for help something. Yes such as leaking faucets, LED lights off, room doors stuck. Yea?"
"Did? Do you think I'm a service kang? If that's the most authoritative of these apartment managers!"
"Hahaha.., seriously think! Haha..."
I'm ashamed, Mirina's laughter rippled up to the hallway B2 112 my room and her.
"Sir, I'll give it back later?"
"okay! I'll go in first. Wait for Misua to come home from work. Hehe..."
"Okay, sip!"
Thanks duh! Hix... Long look at the beautiful face of Madam Mirina makes my brain traveling is not clear the direction of the goal. Her clothes were very eye-catching, ***! Seen sin, not seen. Mubazir said the mah! Yassalam´s...
Luring men to caress her and turn into standby husbands. Husband ready to open force! (Chose!? Since when did the abbreviation change the word?)
Ck! Pantesan, guys love stamped eyes basket. Turns out... Like this! Look at the body of the smelehoy model so, the brain of amnesia. Forgot my beloved lover, forgot the good times with Alifah.
Ck tsk tsk Tot! Lo mah, don't hit all the guys with minus-kayak elo, Dodol! There are still super loyal guys. Always loyal to one woman. Never be tempted even if the angel is in plain sight. The only problem is, where are those male models? Kadikk... Search in Wakanda or Konoha. There's no, 2D tsundere guy! Hadeuh!!!
Mirina's cooking is good too.
Enough to make my stomach full and happy with the taste that is a little sweetness.
It's an asem vegetable what's asem compote? Maybe sugar blosokan or if the lak like sweet, so be given as much sugar. Hehe... But thanks, beautiful Miss Mirina! I get anterin tomorrow-tomorrow aje ye, this coz is eight o'clock at night. Worry about misunderstanding and blind jealousy with me! No no no!!!
I am now a drug addict sleep LELAP so that my sleep quickly sleep.
It is not allowed and is dangerous to health.
The real medicine is taken when you are sick, the goal is to lose pain. But if consumed regularly and become a habit every day is not good for vital organs.
Ever since I decided to stay away and let go of Alifah. Every night I take that herbal pill.
But even if made from herbs or herbs, still should not be consumed continuously and long-term.
But at least, I did not think too much about the strange sounds that were heard from the next apartment room due to sleeping soundly.
Hhh...
They were only five months married. Still categorized newlyweds.
Naturally, if the lust and romance are both still very burning. Also called a young couple. Pursuing the target has a baby, and has been held by the family. It was, yes! Guerrilla combat at all times, time-honored.
..............
As always, my routine is work. From morning until evening.
Now my brain only thinks about the mums and geeks.
Alifah disappeared without a trace.
No chat let alone misscall and phone connection. Maybe our thinking path is the same. Do not want to get involved further in binding this bad relationship.
I am grateful that some days my life has been quiet. My job is smooth, even if it's a little bit limp and boring.
That work routine is just that, naturally bring the impact of exhausting boring.
But my thinking is no longer as shallow as it used to be. Age also contributed to the maturity of my attitude now.
Thanks to God!
Today I came home at six o'clock. Eavesdropping a little if it seems like the next door neighbor sounds lonely makes me want to return the tray and container owned by Madam Mirina.
I plan to return her before her husband comes home.
Besides still not feeling good at the incident the other day, I also do not want to mince words with Ms. Mirina's emotional husband.
Afraid of things that I don't want to happen. Made me choose the safe path.
Tong
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Slender.
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Hm... Looks empty. Miss Mirina hasn't come home from work yet.
I also intend to go back into the room. But suddenly Mirina and her husband appeared from behind the corner of the hallway. And...
Suddenly my eyes grew bigger.
Mother Mirina...
...❤BERCONNECT❤...