Port of Love Sang Casanova

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Tone stepped his foot and headed towards his room, the time showing at 22:00. Both of his parents must have been asleep, he had sent a message to go home late so that his parents were not worried.

Tone went into her room and put her bag on the dresser.

Tone laid his body on his king size bed.

Tone stared at the picture frame on the table and grabbed it. Family photos, his mother's father and older brother with him. Tone rubbing slowly the face of loved ones. Without them Tone is nothing, family is everything. Although they live simply and not among the conglomerates, but they live happily with all the blessings given by the Almighty.

Nada grabbed her phone and observed Amara's face there. The faces of his friends and brother. Their age of 2 years old makes her the best sister.

Tone of the best S1 students who are able to complete college with a course of 3 years. At a young age it is easy to get the success that is worth counting on.

"Thank you Amara, you're the best who taught me so many things" she wrote.

Tone shifts his phone and finds a photo of Rafa, the older brother of Amara, a handsome man with a million charms. Nada falls for him, but Rafa only considers Nada a younger sister like Amara.

Tone took the book and scratched the pen there, his lentic finger danced nimbly describing his feelings.

About the taste that is spoiled

About the feeling that lives in my heart

It's about love that only I know.

A feeling that will never shine

Dim, like the light of the night in the wind that blows strong.

Not everything was as expected

Love exists only in the mind.

Love is only in the heart

And only revealed through dreams.

This heart is attached to you when your eye pierces my heart

I love you, I love you,

And I was only able to uncover in my wishful thinking.

Aira tone

Tone hugged the book. Only the book always accompanied her to pour out her heart. Fill a heart full of bloodless wounds.

Tone took off the beautiful hijab that adorned her head, putting her beloved book in a drawer. He stood up and walked to the bathroom, took ablution water and carried out his duties of four rokaats. Pray and ask for goodness to Allah SWT.

After finishing the service, Nada lay down and closed her eyes. Not even his eyes were perfectly closed, the shadow of someone slipped into his mind. Tone opened his eyes and woke up.

Tone grabbed a glass of water over the nightstand. How could Radit's shadow be in his brain? That perverted and annoying creature was interfering with his mind.

"Astagfirullah," he said.

"Nad, are you home, son?" asked his mother who saw Nada's room look open. Lisa approached her daughter.

"Yes ma'am, just now" he said with a smile.

"Is there a problem?" ask mother. Tone shook slowly. Lisa's mother sat beside Nada and gently rubbed Nada's shoulder.

"Tone wants to go back to take care of the boutique can ma'am?" ask Nada.

His mother closed her eyes, which meant that the tone had to be back away from him.

"It's only been a few days at home and you want to come back?" ask mother. Tone grabbed his mother's hand and kissed her.

"The tone is still healthy, so let the tone work. There will be a time when Nada is at home like a mother," said Nada trying to convince.

"Three more days, Nada is leaving" he said. Nada's mother rubbed Nada's shoulder slowly and looked at her daughter.

"Is there nothing else but that?" ask mother. Tone shook his head.

"No Mom, Nada is fine" he said.

"Isn't it because you're talking about marriage?" ask her mother again. Tone shook quickly.

"Oh yes, sleep! I'll try to talk to your father" said his mother, staring fixedly at her daughter's pretty face.

Tone nodded and kissed his mother's cheek then laid his tired body on his bed.

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Morning at the residence Radit, more precisely the residence of Radit's adoptive brother. They had breakfast together, again Radit had to feel tightness in his chest when he saw the woman he loved had now become his older brother.

Although never expressed love, but the pain really disturbed his heart. However, this morning it seems like Amara did not come home, so she did not have breakfast with him.

"Radit, are you really going to go and start your own career?" micho asked after they finished breakfast together.

Yes, last night Radit gave Radit a message to get out of town. Radit looked at his brother and smiled.

"Are you sure?" ask Micho.

"I'm sure Brother" Radit said.

Micho closed her eyes. Radit, his younger brother, seems to be hiding something Micho can clearly read.

"Does this have anything to do with me and Amara?" ask Micho.

Radit looked surprised, to be honest that was what he had avoided. His feelings for Amara who controlled himself could not stand him. Looks like staying away better.

"You like my wife?" ask Micho. Radit. Her brother's question was like a bolt of lightning in broad daylight.

"I know my limits, brother. I'm not that brave, be happy with Amara. Amara doesn't know me very well anyway" Radit said.

Micho let out a long sigh, she knew what it was like to see a loved woman tether her heart to another man.

"You'll have something beautiful in the future Radit, go. I leave all the work there to you" Micho said. Radit nodded slowly.

Micho assigns Radit a job in X and Radit agrees.

"Thank you, Brother. Oh yes Brother. I have a little savings, I've transferred to brother. Brother can use to increase capital in the sister company that had been slumped because it helped Papa's company," said Radit.

Micho scrunched her forehead, and stared at her phone. Radit sent so much par, where did he get it?

"Heh, brother can still support himself with restaurant income. You don't have to worry about me. Where'd you get this much money anyway?" Micho. Radit laughs.

"His brother, it's halal money" Radit said.

"But where did this much come from? Brother owes you money" Micho said again.

Radit laughed and approached his brother.

"That Radit gave to Brother, Radit was happy all this time to get affection from brother and mother. The money is nothing with what you have given" Radit said, patting Micho on the shoulder.

Micho grabs Radit in her arms. Saddened? Sure. Their togetherness really stuck in the heart, and the separation that did not happen when it must have made a novelty between them.

"Don't play girls and drink too much. Do not take advantage of our distant existence" Micho said firmly.

"I don't promise, but I will try, brother," Radit said with a bitter smile.

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