Not Planned Love (R3)
93. News of Lovers Missing
...92. News The Lovers Miss...
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...“Man will never know if miss the guest when it will pass.”—Tiple D...
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“Sodara-sodara, WAKE?!” Screeching sounds echoed in the soundproof room.
The sound is certainly like a ball thrown into a wall that will bounce back to the hitter. Making echoes of the same sound, making the two sleeping bed dwellers aghast in shock.
“Apaan anyway, nagntuk nih.” The youngest protest.
“Iya. No AHLAK LO?!” Angry the firstborn who also woke up because of the loud noise.
“Wake up, gravediggers. You don't want to go to school?”
The two men who were still hugging the pillow moved quickly. With their eyes still sleepy, they looked for where the brother was.
“Rap! You haven't had a shower.” Annoyed Davin when he saw the middle who was still wandering around wearing his proud spider boxer, without using a top.
“Lah, I just woke you up on let's not bad luck. My intentions are baek, twins.”
“WRONG WAY GOBLOK!!” Shouted Davin and Aroon together.
Davian simply winked his shoulders indifferently, while pulling his favorite spidermen motif towel from the hanger. “Bodo. Lagian lo on a hobby really moslor. Look at me, early in the morning have been around the complex for sports. Lah, lo at the end of the morning prayers moslor again.”
“Gue tired last night out with brochures, papers, the same budget caffe, workshop plus gym,” said Aroon defend himself.
“Gue is also tired.” Davin pointed to himself.
“Capek finished what?” Davian and Aroon asked at the same time.
“Mabar, guys. I went to the tournament for national selection. Same phone chat from my girl, I don't bales because of semalem.” tournament
“Ck. Game dei, game dei,” Davian said, as he passed to the bathroom.
After Aroon who got out of his bed. The man painstakingly cleaned his bed, then checked the lesson schedule today.
“Dek,”
“What?” Aroon asked while slashing his eyes suspiciously. If Davin calls him with frills ‘dek’ means there is a want.
“Teenersin yahoo, brother kebelet pup,” said Davian, before darting away towards the exit of the room.
“Less asem!” ketus Aroon's. With a little unwillingness, the man made up the twin's bed.
This is how his third life after the death of Arra and Arsyad. So far triple D lives properly, but has not been able to manage some things. They also still have difficulty mediating some problems if misunderstandings participate in the problems of the three.
“Anj*ng?!” The wrathful sigh was heard, accompanied by the sound of objects falling down loudly.
Davian and Aroon who were at the dinner table looked at each other for a moment. The two were having breakfast with a waffled sandwich filled with creamy scrambled eggs made by Mama.
“Why the boy?” Confused Davian.
“How do I know,” Aroon replied accordingly.
Not long after, the object of the conversation came. The man looked handsome in a full scout suit complete with a brown beret on his head. However, his face looked very tangled.
“Why?” Aroon asked.
“Biasalah, girl I'm fretting. More PMS times.” Next, before moving on to take his backpack.
“Mah, Davin departs,” he said rather tight, while biting one sandwich that was inserted for him.
“Be careful on the road, dear,” replied the Mother from the kitchen.
“Iya, Mah. We're goin. Assalamualaikum,” continued Aroon. The three set off together on their favorite motorcycle. After saying goodbye to my mother.
“Hih, blue boss pity. Who has none.” Davian stared at the big blue motorbike parked neatly in the garage was pity. The iron horse has been parked there since the owner studied abroad. Automatically, that iron horse will no one use it anymore.
“In a few months, my motorbike will also be my rinduin,” timpal Davin before launching his iron horse.
Triple D is in Class XII. The next few months after they spent two semesters at this level, they would graduate and begin to split up in search of their own way of life. Davin with his military academy. Davian with the world of hackers and hacks. While the youngest—Aroon— will be busy with the business world that he will later hold his own.
“Capek,” complains Davin.
The man who was still wearing the scout uniform had just returned home from the meeting of the Branch Council's board. His face looked weary as he asked for a glass of iced coffee.
“Here is also tired, bang,” said Aroon, while thrusting the order of the brother.
Apron typical waiters already attached slick in his body. Davin looked around the cafe. The place is indeed filled with visitors who are mostly Eve.
“Roon, caramel macchiato one,” said a familiar voice coming from the direction of the entrance.
The guy's got a sweat bath. His clothes that were originally white were wet and dirty because of sweat and oil. Several visitors were seen holding back the shrieks of admiration as he came casually entering the caffe.
“Lo here too?” ask her to the oldest twin. Davins.
“Hm. Lo too, what's here? Not in the workshop.”
“In his hot workshop kayaking in hell. I'm almost dehydrated. Where many super cars to service again.”
“Same. Here are also many more visitors,” added Aroon.
“In the gym is also quite padet,” said Davin added. He's been getting reports about gym goers today.
“Sama visitors?”
“Unfortunately not.”
“Lah, continue?” Confused Davian and Aroon, looked at each other for a moment.
“Many w*ria want to register as a gym member. Gelay. They're bothering me.”
Davian and Arioon compactly laughed out loud. Their laughter even made most of the visitors there stunned. How not to be fascinated, those who look beautiful in their work uniforms, look like prospective successful people dream of women later. He is young, handsome, and has a fairly well-established job. Less what else try?
“Seru really like.”
The three of them looked at each other when they heard the voice. The voice was familiar, but they had not heard it for a long time.
Excite them up. The owner of the name standing in front of the entrance smiled slightly. Both hands were slanted in front of his chest.
“Udah long, yes?” He said, while walking towards the three. Welcomed warm embrace of triple D alternately.
“Miss me hm?” godanya.
“Ck. If you already know, do not need to talk,” ketus Davian, pretend to be careless.
Arsen smiled a little. The man who has officially moved the residence, now makes the atmosphere of caffe increasingly boisterous. Four handsome men sat at one table throwing smiles and laughter. Who doesn't want to linger there try? Treated 4 handsome and beautiful catfish who do not get tired of being looked at by the eye.
“Gue is also your same miss, Triple D. Especially with Arsyad,” he said honestly.
The man who is now continuing his study at UNAIR smiled slightly as he looked at the three alternately. Not felt, the days they spent together now remain memories. Longing to shackle those who usually spend time together.
“Ntar we video call Arsyad, want to not?” proposal Arsen.
“Good idea,” replied the three agree.
Arsen smiled faintly as he continued his conversation with Davin, Davian and Aroon. Letting go of longing to talk casually while laughing at random jokes made by Davian or Davin.
That day, 4 Arjuna became a magnet there. It does not matter if their existence is the center of attention, because what they pikiekan at that time is covering each other longing.
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“Bossqu!” call a booming voice belonging to a man, who seemed to rush into an apartment unit.
“Lah, you are here?” surprised by the unit owner.
“Iya, boss. Kangen? Here, here. Hug first,” said the thick-coated man.
“Dih, unclean.”
The man named Sagara was staring at his interlocutor dislike. He came all the way from the land of windmills to Aachen, this is not what he wanted to get. “Gue returns to Denmark,” threatened.
“Ya already, sono.”
“Lah, lo?!” shocking Sagara.
The man who had just walked out of the door behind the body of the owner of the unit smiled faintly. “What? It's my. I see ghosts in lo.”
“Kok lo is here? You're not in Zurich?”
“Holiday dong,” replied Cakrawala—lelaki referred by Sagara.
“Udah, already. Enter first, outside cold,” the owner of the unit said.
The three then passed. Closing doors to be safe from cold temperatures outdoors. The three of them chose to chat in the middle room, accompanied by a glass of hot mint chocolate. Gean, Sagara, and Cakrawala can only be gathered again after being separated by a considerable distance.
Cakrawala, who is now studying at the University of Zurich, came to visit his friend in Aachen. He certainly knew that his lonely friend lived alone in Germany. Sagara also came from Denmark, because he was living in the residence of his relatives for some interests. He came because he wanted to find the pilot.
They are fans missing. Stay away from loved ones who are shackled longing. However, it is all like a journey. Journey to the days where they can sit contentedly, enjoying the fruits of their hard work today.
“Eh, please. Girl I called,” said Gean interrupted.
“Ngebucin ae, lo boss. Not tired of what?” chirps Sagara joke.
“Dimming me bucin. Lah, lo at singles pisabilillah,” pibir Gean before passing to the balcony door. Leaving his two best friends thinning their lips.
Before exiting, he took the time to pick up a hairy coat hanging near the door. The temperature in Aachen is cold right now.
“Hallo, Assalamulaikum,” said a soft voice across there.
“Waalaikum greetings, Cheri,” replied Gean while developing his smile.
Ah, she misses the owner of that voice. He was sure, if his heart there also felt the same way.
Ah, these lovers miss. Their story will not end with a longing that shackles until the distance is no longer a nuisance.
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“Let’s go the canteen?” a man in silver with a bluish bead spoke kindly, inviting his lab partner.
Beside him, a syar’I-hijab girl wearing the same lab coat with him smiled faintly as she shook her head.
His two subjects were still deftly repairing the stationery and lab equipment he had just used.
“I brought stock, Ed.”
The man called by that name nodded in understanding. “What do you want to buy (what do you buy)? Let me buy you guys.”
The clean white hijab girl who was loud’I shook her politely. “I don't want anything. Thank you for the offer.”
The Caucasian man familiarly called Ed nodded in understanding, before leaving for the cafeteria. Edwar Licollin Swan. The last 2nd semester students were close to the couple's daughter Keevan’ar with the Aurra. Edwar randomly helped Arra in some courses. They are also often met on several occasions, because both majored in health.
However, Arra certainly always keeps his limits. He still tried to make his association, because there is a heart that he must take care of in the other hemisphere.
After repairing his equipment, Arrabers chose to take his smartphone. He glanced at the clock that was already showing at 20:00 p.m. When turning on internet data, multiple messages enter simultaneously, fulfilling their notifications. However, only a handful of names make him interested in reading and replying to messages. One of them belongs to the heart.
Arra did not reply to the sky explorer's message, but called him immediately.
“Hallo, Assalamulaikum,” he said in a soft voice typical of his. With a thumping heart, Arra waited for an answer from the voice across there.
“Waalaikum greetings, Cheri,” replied to a voice across there.
Arra published his smile. Representing her flowery heart because she could finally hear the voice again. A very rare thing he can get because of their respective busyness.
“Happy birthday the 1st of the month. Arra is glad to still be given the chance to hear your voice.” Arra smiled slightly after saying so.
Today, they have officially been in a relationship for a month. Both Arra and Gean did not confirm if they were dating, only clearly Gean had asked permission to bind the Radityan great-grandson to both parents. As long as both are educated, let the relationship be that way always. Later, if the time comes they meet and can let go of longing. Both parents are ready to talk about a more serious bond.
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...Bumi 04/08/21...
