Secrets of the Former (Love Left Behind)

Ninety Thirty

Whenever I miss you I always suffer, but the funny thing is I like it. The night before the body really falls asleep is a routine time for me to remember the time with you first.

I thought I could force myself to get away from you, but the more I forced it, the more it took root. The more I force it, the more hope it blooms.

Nevandra Ardiona, I never run out of stock to always miss you again and again.

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Gantari gasped in shock as Bi Pure held onto her shoulder.

"Mbak Gantari just sat down. Let auntie fry her chicken, "take Pure Bi.

Gantari immediately set his eyes on the chicken who was in the frying pan and apparently not charred, even though he had been daydreaming.

Seeing the look on Gantari's face, made Pure Bi chuckle.

"No nonsense, really, but Mbak Gantari must be tired."

"Capek why, Bi?" ask Gantari for wonder. Is it possible that Nevan told me about his disappearance last night.

"Capek had run out of grinding the head of Mas Nevan," Bi Pure seduced while laughing amusedly, then took the frying spoon from Gantari's hand.

Holy hooch!

Gantari's face immediately flushed. Looks like the door of the room was closed. Why would Pure Bi know?

Gantari. He retreated and chose to sit on the dining table chair to watch as Bi Pure continued her work, without a fight. Instead of later appearing again the material that Bi Murni will use to tease him.

"Mas Nevan is different from Gantari." Bi Pure returned to voice without looking. This time he was busy with a knife in his hand to peel the onion.

"How different, Bi?"

"Mariju." Bi Murni stopped his activity of peeling onions and turned his body to face Gantari. "His eyes also looked happier."

Gantari chuckles. "The grain of his eyes shone, Bi," replied Gantari giggling.

It was unexpected that Bi Pure nodded. "Emangs. Mas Nevan looks more alive."

Oh, my God, this is overkill.

Gantari took one of the cups arranged on the table, then poured water there.

"Mbak Gantari don't believe that Mas Nevan has ever been in a wild race?"

Gantari downed her drinking water, then nodded. "believe. From the time of High School he really likes the snickering."

"Keep in a coma for two months."

Huh huh?

If this is Gantari just found out. He was surprised by the information Bi Murni gave. Then, he straightened his body trying to listen carefully to the advanced information that Bi Murni was going to convey.

"One of the things that the doctor suggested for depression therapy Mas Nevan, yes, did the things he liked," Bi Murni told. "But, Mas Nevan chose the race."

"Two months, Bi?" tanya Gantari still could not believe it.

"Yes. Two months." Bi Pure raised his chicken and drained it onto the plate, then turned off the stove. Then, it moves towards the sink to wash your hands. In terms of materials make the sauce is not finished he finished.

Her instincts as a woman who wants to tell a long story to power. He walked up to Gantari and sat there.

"That's because of Mas Nevan's long-haired friend." Bi Pure's face turned irritated when telling that part. Then he continued, "Who, yes, his name? The universe isn't, is it?"

"Force?"

"Well, yeah! Spacewalk. Kan gondrong that often ngajakin Mas Nevan race."

Gantari. He had indeed heard, Nevan and Angkasa knew in their parting times.

"Pas is aware, the person Mas Nevan was looking for was ...." Bi Pure seemed to deliberately hang his sentence. He looked closely at Gantari, then carefully continued, "Dihyan."

Suddenly Gantari felt a pain in her heart. Too painful, until his tears just dripped, but he immediately wiped it.

"So that's the name of Dihyan so it's a forbidden word to be said with Madam," continued Bi Murni concerned.

Without even asking, Gantari knew who the mistress in question was. Adelia Pertiwi, Nevan's mother.

"Auntie knows a lot, huh?"

Bi Pure nodded. "Auntie goes with Mas Nevan when he goes to Singapore. It took me a long time to be able to talk to him like this right now. Mas Nevan was very closed, even he never had a Aunt first," he recalled.

"But now she is very dear to Auntie" replied Gantari. A faint smile was etched on his lips.

"Thanks to Gantari." Seeing Gantari linking his eyebrows, Bi Murni again continued, "Auntie fishing Mas Nevan use the name Mbak Gantari."

Gantari still did not understand, but she remained faithful in listening.

"Dihyan's name can't be, so we're talking about Gantari," Bi Murni's story is amused by itself, to make them laugh together.

"Gossip continues ...."

Both of them turned their heads and found Nevan already standing at the end of the dining table with a face pretending to be annoyed. Then, he walked over and stood behind Gantari.

"Cock really fast sleep?"

"My ear hurts. Apparently again by the way."

"But!"

Bi Murni smiled amusedly at the chatter of two people who were kasmaran, then moved from his seat and continued to prepare the ingredients to make chicken chili.

Nevan bowed her body, whispering in Gantari's ear, "How dare it be when I'm asleep."

HOLY JEEZ!

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