Our Story Is Not Over (Young Master Who Is Considered Poor)

34: Lanterns: Who Is This?

Chole's mother tried to dial Brandon's cell phone number. However, Chole's mother only has the son's old mobile number. The number could still be reached, but Chole's mother never got a reply.

“A—assalamaicum, ... M—Mas ..?” call Chole's mom in case she gets anxious on the balcony in front of her room.

A piece of wind accompanies the morning before noon this time which is not as bright as yesterday. Because cloudy middle adorns some corners of the sky, apart from the breeze that feels wet. Usually, if the situation is so much more so until equipped with the aroma of dry soil that evaporates, just waiting for time, rain will surely fall.

“W—waalaikumsalam, Mah. I'm still with Tera, Mah. Mamah, ... is fine, right?”

Replies from across and had made Chole's mother hope, slowly making Chole's mother limp. Boy and Brandon's voice is the same, although if from the tone and style, it will still be different on several occasions. But if the serious voice just now and very typical Brandon actually claimed to be with Tera, it was marked that the one who received the phone was not Brandon, but Boy.

“Mas ... Mamah Kangen Mas Brand's. Share the phone number dong Mas. At least even though you can not meet directly, maintaining communication becomes a thing that must be Mamah including you keep.” Chole's mother, who was feeling very miserable, gradually looked down deeply. He chose to sit on a wooden chair that was there and not far from the door.

Like his belief, in the end the rain did come down accompanied the sadness that overflowed in his heart. But the rain was no longer from the sky, but from the two corners of his eyes that were slowly drenching his cheeks. By chance, this time he didn't wear a veil.

“I really don't have, Mah. Since we agreed, we have each. Mas Brand just gave me his phone number because there are some things I have to do also through his number. But after this, I will find the number via email what I will look for. Try Mamah phone Aini.”

Behind the curtain, the lantern that was being assisted by a woman as a boutique clerk to remove the zipper dress on her back was immediately disturbed. Aini's name is like a sharp weapon*a that second it also makes her grimace in pain. Because just because he heard that name, his heart was like disaya*t-say*at.

“Aini ...? What's with that name?” thought the lanterns that had directly made his brain think hard. What makes Lanterns even more not okay, the cryptic scene and Lanterns believed to be Brandon sleeping on the lap of a hooded woman, actually adorn his memory.

“Sssstttt, that again!” lirih Lantern was still in pain in her heart.

Until this moment Lantern was still grimacing, enduring the pain within her chest. Both of his hands were used to re-rema*s part of his chest, hoping the pain there was soon over even though the results did not change.

Selflessly to the young lady who was helping him, Tera hurriedly brushed aside the curtain. He approached Boy and stood in front of the young man. Boy who initially still talked over the phone, bengong reflexes and it Lantern believed because it was too surprised.

“Ya already yes Mah, out of here we go straight home. We'll meet later. Assalamualaikum,” said Boy accidentally ended his connection. “What's up?”

“We're ready to go home. Not going to a restaurant. I will cook for you at home because there seems to be something important that you want to discuss. So now you think what you want to eat, later as much as possible masakin. Okay?” said Boy gently.

The lantern that listened and looked up only to stare in both eyes Brandon said, “S—ayang, ... Who is this? My heart is already very sick just from hearing his name you call.” Lentara was finally honest, and she got a drastic change from both of Boy's eyes in looking at her. Boy's gaze so difficult he interpreted but tend to be full of wounds.

Boy could not not answer because he understood the character of Lantern. There are two personalities in a lantern. In reality, lanterns are very good women. The gentle lady lanterns were also very loyal like Elena's mother. But sometimes Lanterns can also be very ape*s even possessive of the character Lantern obtained from Mr. Rayyan.

“At first he wants to work at our house after we get married. But because his mother died, and he came home.” Saying that, Boy felt not completely lying let alone hurting the woman he loved so much. “We can't force people to stay with us including that in work, right?”

“Depends. Because not everyone can pour a sense of care including his love with sweet and soft things. Especially if the position is not supportive. Although still, fighting and maintaining everything is still mandatory to end if the results only continue to hurt, the soft” Lanterns are still staring intensely at the eyes of both Boy. “So now I also want to ask, our relationship does not hurt you, right?”

Getting the question just now, Boy's heart suddenly stopped beating. He even reflexively avoids the gaze of the lantern and he regrets why he did it because dismissing the gaze is also part of the opportunity.

“We try first, yes. If indeed after marriage I still can not make you happy, yes already .. I give up,” lirih Lantern really mean it. It is too painful even for him alone if the relationship is more a household, only he who undergoes at once fight. Not to mention if they have children, although Lantern also had time to think, Brandon will start to sincerely love him if he becomes pregnant and gives birth to Brandon's child, Brandon said, like the sweet romantic stories he read in novels.

“I won't give up!” sure Boy while staring at the two lantern eyes full of seriousness. The eyes that originally laid out expectantly ended up watering as well as shaking.

In a different place, Aini and Brandon are very excited to clean the shophouse they rented. Aided by Anjar who just changed school uniforms, the three are ready to turn the shophouse into a restaurant that makes every visitor feel at home.

“Later to put my photo Mas, Mbak .. let buyers more tingling,” said Anjar with spirit mopping every floor.

Aini, which Brandon shouldered, stick each sticker to the wall to make it more attractive mesem reflex.

“This will make buyers feel at home Deck. Not rat bait drive!” brandon said casually deliberately joking, but successfully made Anjar and Aini laugh until limp.

It turns out that Brandon's classmate can joke, and both Anjar and even Aini really just found out.