Pursuing the Love of the Mentari

Pursuing the Love of the Mentari
Misunderstanding



"M-mas, man,"


I saw Alya standing in the doorway. I can see, the figura held by Alya was released just like that. So that the glass shards scatter on the floor.


Oh, my God, I just remembered. Santi's body is still stuck in my arms. It was she who suddenly hugged me. I hurriedly pushed Santi's body so that he fell towards the sofa.


"Aw Mas, why did you push me anyway," Santi collapsed as he slammed onto the sofa. But I don't care about him. I immediately walked towards Alya.


"Al, you just got home?" I asked Alya. But instead of answering, he looked at me with a sharp look. Duh, the address misunderstood this. I forgot that Alya and the Bude family are here. And this kid was ready to come out for a while to take a photo that was finished in print.


"Eh there's Alya here. How are you doing Al?" Santi asked Alya. Cih, now he just wants to talk to my family. In the past, don't ask. If you are invited to gather there is always a reason.


"Give it!" Alya's fizz at Santi.


"Mas, what'd this crazy woman come here for?" Ask Alya cynically to me. Alya was indeed the first person to support my decision to part with Santi. Because from the beginning he did not like Santi. He said from the gelagatnya already read if Santi is not a good woman.


"Do not know. Ask for a donation times," I replied accordingly. But Alya's gaze still intimidated me. Oh, my God, you little boy.


"Mas, why did you say that. I will come here to greet you, to apologize to you," Santi said spoiledly while holding my arm.


"Heh girls don't know themselves. Take off my hands. You are no longer muhrim," cried Alya as she took off Santi's hand violently. Santi's voice whimpered because Alya was so strong to throw Santi's hand.


"You are Al. I'm your mother, you know,"


"Curtain! It's unclean! I don't have a mother like you. My dear brothers. Not a cheap woman like you," said Alya full of emphasis.


I can see Santi's face turning red. Maybe he didn't accept Alya's words. But I can't avoid that, because what Alya said is true.


"Go from here. And don't ever bother my Mas again. Or you'll know the consequences. Don't you forget that I'm a provincial taekwondo champion?" Said Alya while directing a sharp look at Santi.


"Lagain, my Mas will soon be married to an honorable woman. A woman who is able to keep her marwah as a woman. I'm sure, this woman will be able to make my Mas happy," continued Alya again.


"W-what? Marry Mas? You're getting married?" Santi asked in surprise.


"Hey, are you deaf or what? It's obvious I said. That Mas Darto will soon be remarried. So now you better get out of here and never set your dirty foot in this house!" Shouted Alya to Santi. Now, Alya's face goes red. I know she must be really upset with Santi.


"Heh stinking boy kencur. Don't interfere with this you. And you, Mas, I'll make sure your wedding doesn't happen. I'll make sure you get back on your knees again" jolted Santi to me and Alya. I saw his chest go up and down. He was definitely very angry at this moment. How not, Alya's speech was so striking.


"Please! I'm not afraid of your threats. We will see who will lose later," Alya replied with a mocking smile.


Good job my sister, you are a tough girl. It's not in vain that you grow up to be a stubborn teenager Al. My inner.


With a step taken, Santi left my house. Of course I'm very happy. But after this Alya will definitely find me with a lot of questions. Fortunately, this incident did not make Papa wake up from his sleep. I'm worried that if Papa sees Santi, Papa's condition will drop. Not just cut me a wound. But Santi has also inflicted such deep wounds on both my parents.


"Heh Mas's. Seneng you are in the same hug model of that cake girl!" alya's scolding on me. Oh, my God, what I said. Alya started to scold me for the incident.


"Yes not it. Mas people are surprised why he suddenly Dateng here continues to hug Mas kek that," I replied.


"O Allah Al, yes. Mas Oath also does not want to be embraced by Santi," I said again.


"Remember Mas. Do not fall in the same hole. Do not repeat the same mistake. Remember first how he hurt Mas and Mas's family," Alya said while sitting on the sofa. I followed him too. I sat next to Alya.


"Yes, I know Al. Who else wants to be with him. I don't want anything to do with him. It's enough that Mas stepped on his pride by Santi,"


"Good," said Alya. "Do you know anything about Santi Mas?" Ask Alya again. I answered with a head. Alya who saw my response was only able to pop her mouth.


"Mas g*la huh? Dari's childhood did not know about Santi. Hasn't Mas jugq not told Mbak Tari yet if Mas is a widower?" Alya half yelled.


"Ga, let's scream Alya. It's noisy!" Reply annoyed.


"Well, fucked up. You are how the hell Mas. Things this big you hide from Mbak Tari. Do not doubt you are a man Mas so there is no trace like a woman. Listen to me, a relationship should be based on honesty. If something this big is hidden from Mbak Tari, it means Mas can not appreciate Mbak Tari. What if Ma'am Tari finds out from someone else? Not that it will be more painful for him," said Alya at length. Yeah, what Alya said was true. I shouldn't have hidden this.


Alya, the girl who just graduated high school but has mature thoughts. Sometimes I am older than him, sometimes his mind is still like a child.


"Yes, I know it is wrong. I just don't think I've found the right time to talk to Dari yet,"


"Mas, there wouldn't be a good time if we didn't make it ourselves. Say everything to Mbak Tari. I'm sure, Ma'am Dance is a wise man. He'll take it all, for sure,"


"alright. Insha Allah tomorrow, Mas will talk about it with Dance" I said. Alya smiled when she heard this.


"Oh yeah, Bude and Pakde are here?" I asked Alya.


"It looks like a new plane to Mas. It still takes another hour to get home. Later also I'll call if it's arrived," replied Alya.


Yeah, after the walk. Bude and Pakde back home. He said Doni, Alya's oldest brother will come home from overseas. Alya decided to study in Jakarta. Of course I welcome Alya here. So Papa wouldn't feel lonely if Alya was here. Papa already considers Alya like his own biological daughter. The desire to have a daughter had never been fulfilled because three years after I was born, Mama experienced a disaster that required her uterus to be lifted.


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After talking to Alya, we decided to take a break. Moreover, time has shown almost midnight.


Tomorrow I'll tell all about Dance. It wouldn't be fair to know all about Dance's past, but I closed the meeting about my past.


I want my relationship with Dance to be based on honesty. Because I want to build a good and lasting relationship later. Now I can only hope that my relationship with Tari is diridhoi by Allah SWT. Can be together until old age. Amens.


Seriate....


Who did you think yesterday about Dateng dance? It's not yaaaa.


How did Tari react when she found out that Darto was a widower? Yuuuk continued to tune their story. Hope you all like yaaa. The author again tries to be Up twice a day, easily could be yes and not mere talk 🤭


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