SHINE of My Love KAMELIA At the End of Dusk

SHINE of My Love KAMELIA At the End of Dusk
IJO ICE BANANA



It was almost noon Kamelia had just come out of the midwife's room, because the queue was so long. He smiled happily as he rubbed his stomach which had started to bulge a little.


"Darling... You're healthy said his midwife, son... I'm glad to hear that. Today I will follow your wishes. You want me to eat some ice banana, don't you, son?" Kamelia seemed to take the child in her stomach to chat with her.


Kamelia looked for the delman in front of the puskesmas and asked his coachman to drive him to the market in the village.


Kamelia so enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the village through which she passed. A gentle breeze blew her long hair. A smile returned to his thin lips.


Kamelia explores every market hawker lined up. His eyes suddenly sparkled when he found someone selling ice banana ijo he was looking for.


Just as Kamelia was about to approach, her body suddenly shook violently in fear. Cold sweat flooded his body. Kamelia's feet walked back a few steps.


A man who does not see it but can be captured clearly by the sight of his eyes. The man was the cause of Kamelia's fear back then.


Kamelia immediately ran from there panting. He seems to have had a severe trauma to the man.


On the other hand, a pair of eyes caught Kamelia who was running in fear. He immediately approached Kamelia and pulled Kamelia's body into his arms.


Kamelia. Cold sweat poured out increasingly from his body. Her tears washed almost her entire face. The shadows of her being raped come back to haunt her.


"Camel... Chamel.... Oye... Kamel, it's me... It's me Kemiiilll... Be calm..." Said someone who was none other than Kemil, her husband.


Kamelia slowly began to calm down when she heard Kemil's words. He hugged the body of Kemil who held him from earlier.


Many eyes were on the two of them. Until Kemil finally brought Kamelia into his car parked in a parking lot not far from their existence.


"Why you?" Ask Kemil when he is in the car.


Kamelia did not answer Kemil's question. He just looked down and still did.


Kemil rubbed his face rough. He did not end up with Kamelia's silence until then.


"alright... Why are you here?" Kemil begins to give up questioning anything about Kamelia's cause and condition.


"I want to eat ice banana ijo..." Kamelia began to answer Kemil's question.


Oh gosh... I should have been able to notice it.... He must be craving right now...


On the other hand I feel sorry... But on the other hand I'm curious about you...


"Have you got it?" Ask Kemil iba.


Kamelia shook her head sadly.


"alright... You wait here for a second... Don't look at the output there." His orders seemed to know there was someone who made Kamelia look shocked.


"Thank you, Kemil..." Said Kamelia Lirih while looking at Kemil who was about to get off the car.


As Kemil's eyes swept through every market hawker, he saw that Misya was talking to a man who was completely foreign to him.


The man begged him. While Misya looks pouting and almost crying.


"Who's she with?" Kemil muttered in astonishment. But because Kamelia was his priority back then, he let Misya go that time.


After finding Kamelia's wish, Kemil immediately headed to where his car was parked. There Kamelia must be waiting for him.


"This is your order..." Kemil thrust a crackle containing iced banana ijo Kamelia's wish.


"Thank you..." Kamelia accepted it with pleasure. He smiled broadly with a smile. There were twinkles of happiness on the look of her beautiful face that paled slightly.


Kemil's phone rang breaking the atmosphere of the two of them. Kemil refused to lift it.


"Thank God... How does it matter..." Kamelia turned a little towards Kemil.


"Call..." Finally Kemil lifted up lazily.


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"Oh... Yes it is, dear... Then I go home first." Kemil scrunched his forehead.


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"Yes, honey... You are also..."


Kemil ended his seemingly call from Misya.


"Misha???" Ask Kamelia.


"Yes..." Sahut's short.


Kemil drove his car to leave the market with Kamelia.


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