Pursuing the Love of the Conductor
10. IT TURNS OUT THAT A BROKEN HEART HURTS MORE THAN A STUMBLE
"I have been married for a long time, yes. From earlier it was fighting mutely," said the middle-aged man. Maybe it was the husband of the shop owner where the man was filling his energy with a plate of rice.
Well, that man is Ali. Somehow the story until they met often. Until it ended in a fight because of frequent disagreements like today. However, it will not end long, in fact they will also soon get along.
"Sir, if I had a bini like him. There are every day I finish the furniture on the floor with a terrible condition," said Ali to the father of the shop owner, but with a gaze that leads to where Alea is
Instantly the owner of the shop rounded his eyes. Maybe in his mind, it turns out that women are more sadistic than men if they are angry.
Why is that?" ask the father with his hands crossed on his chest.
"Look at that crocodile again. Look," Ali told the shop owner.
"Huh. Sadistic very, it's been thrown at you like it." The father replied with disbelief, if the woman who was fighting with Ali, was a bar-bar girl.
Well, with an emotional state. Unknowingly Alea took off both of her shoes and held them one-on-one.
Alea who instantly regained consciousness. Hurry up to take off the handle.
Crew.
Crew.
Alea suddenly felt that her stomach was sounding, and it was a sign that her stomach was asking for a healthy intake of four perfect five.
With a giant step, he went straight to the stall not far from his now standing self.
"Why lo?" ali asked Alea when he saw the woman with her lesbian face immediately drop her butt. In a long wooden chair he sat down.
"Hunger," Alea replied in a weak voice.
"Aren't you eating this morning?" tanya Ali was curious. Because now it's 10, he's time if Al hasn't had breakfast. It was very impossible especially a slightly exhausting job.
"Yet. Yesterday night I was slitting at two, and this morning my sister was making a tantrum because she just wanted to ask for pocket money, to gedor-gedor the door." Alea answered explaining why she didn't eat this morning.
"My heart why did it suddenly become like this" Alea murmured inwardly, and her hand was placed on her chest so that her heartbeat could return to normal.
"It's eat." A moment Alea's eyes flashed with excitement, as in front of him was a serving of pecel rice.
"Awas, you're a soul mate. At first, the fight ended up falling in love with each other," said the shop owner who was teasing Ali and Alea. When the person puts rice pecel and warm tea.
Alea smiled in her heart as she felt that she had fallen in love with the man. Although they often fight.
"Elah Father. I already have a boyfriend, there's no way I'm cheating because for me to abstain from cheating." Ali said to the owner of the shop. Suddenly the smile she felt.
It turned out that the figure she liked already had a lover, and Alea could only be Ali's secret admirer.
"Soul no one knows, you could be with your lover, and at the time of marriage you are this neng,"
Uhuk.
Uhuk.
"Al, slowly. No one asked for rice elo, why rush so much anyway." Ali directly thrust out the tea that was in front of him for Alea to immediately drink it.
Glucose.
Glucose.
Glucose.
Alea was choking actually not because of the rice. Except for the words of the shop owner. It was as if he was God, and predicted a relationship.
"All right, let's try. The words of this person were right or wrong," Alea said in her heart as she wanted to know what kind of reality she could get.
"Li, I'm leaving for the parking lot. Afraid that the kids are coming at me" Alea said suddenly. Though the rice in front of him had not run out yet but Alea decided to leave immediately.
"But your rice is still there" Ali said with a slightly astonished look. It wasn't Alea saying she was hungry. Now I just want to go straight away.
"Udah full, was also accidentally strayed here. So now I want to go back," said Alea who immediately stood up leaving the two men, with different generations.
"Yes be careful, it's me who pays." Ali finally gave up and no longer asked.
"Thank you, I'll change it later." Alea instantly disappeared from Ali's sight.
"It's not good to have that heartbreak either" Alea murmured as she walked towards the market again.
For a moment Alea forgot about the figure of Ali, somehow he could like the man. His meeting with Ali was just a matter of time.
"Well, here it is. Where the hell did you go, play go like a genie."
"I give you a request. Hayo what," Alea chimed in from the end of the street as her two friends were waiting for her.
"Gue wants to be the boss, please dong." Ghani answered what Alea had just said.
"The terms are easy." Answer Alea.
"What?" asked the unspeakable Ghani with a silly act from Alea.
"Married noh the rich widow who was already married."
Hahaahaha.
Alea and Alby laughed at Ghani's behavior.
"Enak has a lot of treasure is not good when playing lato-lato dong," said Ghani with a sour face.
"Elo section. If you want the dream is not high, five meters of course can not take. Especially the high exorbitant," said Alby and accompanied by their laughter.
For now Alea could only laugh while with her friends, but in reality after parting ways and going home. The thought came again, disturbing Alea's calm.
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And elsewhere. As Ali was pulling passengers to pay, suddenly from the side. Ali saw the car of someone he knew very well. I wish no one knew he was on the bus.
Ali, who suddenly remembered someone, could not deny that he was very sad. Suppose, suppose those people
allowing himself to choose his own life. Without having to restrain him, he might not have died something very valuable in his life.
"Mas, Mum." Someone was calling Ali who was daydreaming.
"Ah, yes Buk. Sorry, yes," said Ali felt bad for ignoring people who want to pay for bus tickets.
"Eat him do not daydream. Thought not tired of what, from that was money continues." That person was a little angry from being ignored.
"Once again sorry, Buk."
After withdrawing money from passengers. Ali walked to the front and sat down next to the driver.
