SECOND LOVE

CHAPTER 125

Nilam's phone rang several times, but the girl who was calming down on the front porch of her room, was reluctant to receive a call from whom.

"Br ... Pick up the phone, noisily know!" yelled Amanda from inside.

Nilam doesn't care. He was still upset, so he ignored Amanda's loud screams.

Not long after, Amanda came out while carrying Nilam's cell phone, and handed it to the owner, of course accompanied by grunts.

"Now, from earlier also heard!" amanda's Scolding.

Nila got up from the chair she used to use when sewing. Receiving her flat object with a face that was no less frowning.

'Mba Diana, tumben her phone, ' Inner Patchouli.

He immediately dialed back the sister's mobile number.

"What's up, mba?" ask when the call was received.

"Lam, why don't you say the hell, if your wedding plan is advanced? You're having a good day, too,"

"AH!!! Meanin?" Nilam was surprised to hear the words of his brother who was to the point.

"Who is mba? Who's having a good day?"

"Lho, said the father of your marriage advanced? Bas has spoken to you, ask for a good day. Uncle Brata went home, talked about it. How did you not tell me the same story?"

"Some, mba. How do I not know anything? Do you know where this news came from?" ask Nilam confused.

"So when Uncle Brata came, he happened to be at home. So know their chat."

Nilam really does not know the news that concerns him.

"Let me call again mba, I asked the bus first,"

Without waiting for an answer from Diana, Nilam ended his call.

His chest was pounding at the news that his brother had delivered.

With trembling hands, he immediately contacted Baskara.

Shocked, confused, and angry into one, igniting his emotions. He wanted to ask Bas for an explanation, but unfortunately his call was repeatedly not answered by the man.

Nilam decided to call his parents, wanting to confirm the news delivered by his sister.

"Yes, kid. Last afternoon Bas called me to talk about your marriage. Not long after that, Uncle Brata came here, to look for a good day together. Why why anyway? Isn't faster better?"

"But sir, Mas Bas why didn't you talk to me first?"

"How does he talk, the guy calls him you ignore all the time from the morning?" sahut pak Indra with his little bitterness.

"That problem is to be solved, son. Not to sleep. Not so good, you never taught you to run from problems," said the pace-foot again, giving advice to the child. Nilam could only be silent, not daring to answer his father's words.

"Don't you defend Bas, and blame you. But I'm trying to understand what it's like to be in the position he is in. It is not easy for a man to be away from the partner he loves. There will be suspicion, and quarrels later."

"Come, sir, I don't understand. It's old, sir, I want to rest first." Nilam asked permission to turn off the phone before the father continued his sentence.

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Why is it like this? Why is everything beyond expectations?

"Lam, why else?" Amanda asked in a soft voice. He rubbed his best friend's shoulder that looked depressed.

Nilam refused to answer. It still dissolves in confusion and uncertainty.

Without feeling the tears of the girl flowing down her cheeks.

Amanda, who realized her best friend was sad, could only accompany her without saying much. He also took the initiative to take Nilam a glass of water, hoping to make the friend feel better.

"Why so gini anyway, Nda? Everything was messed up, not according to plan. What's wrong with me helping someone who's almost wretched on the street?" nilam complained to his best friend.

"I don't know what your problem is, Lam. How can I give you some advice?"

Nilam turned his head, with his face still swollen, and told him what he had just heard from his family.

"Try calling your Mas Bas again. Ask nicely the reason he decided unilaterally this important thing,"

"I'm calling, Nda. But he's like revenge to me. My call was not answered at all. Even my chat was not read."

Nilam did miss the baskara call, not just once, but many times. The girl deliberately avoided it, because her mood was still bad. He does not want any new problems again, if serving his lover in a state of annoyance.

"Try it again now. Who knows, he still has a lot of activity. Remember to use a cold head."

Nilam. Take back her phone and call her boyfriend.

Back his call was ignored by the Bus.

But not long ago, a chat Nilam received from the man.

💌 "Sorry baby, mas still no business. I'll call you when I get to the hostel, yeah,"

💌 "You talk now!" reply Patchouli.

The girl's phone rang immediately, shortly after her message was read by Baskara.

"Why baby?" ask the bus in a soft voice.

"Why call dad, ask for a good day soon? We haven't had that conversation yet! Why did Bas decide everything on his own? Think of me as what? Do you think I agree or not?" cecar Patchouli directly without stale bases.

"Sorry baby,"

"Think apologies can change everything? No mas! We are not married yet, we have made unilateral decisions like this. What if I take you as a wife? Will my voice be meaningless in our household?"

"Darling, that's not it. Dengerin was the explanation. Admit it wrong because it has made its own decision, without discussion first with you. But that's the reason, baby ...."

"The reason is because I was escorted the same mas Pandu this morning? Do you suspect that I will be double, going back to my past love? Didn't he? Yes, I am tired. I'm gonna take a break. We don't have to talk about anything anymore, we've all decided to do it ourselves, right?"

Nilam immediately turned off the phone and deactivated his phone so that no one could disturb him.

That is the danger of misunderstanding. Something that is actually easy and simple can be complicated and full of drama when we deal with it with high emotions and ego.

Hopefully, the problems faced by both of them, make their bond becomes closer, not even more distant.