That Cold Girl is my boyfriend

Misses

In front of the mirror of the Son's room, Lista holds a heart-drenched necklace that the Son proposed to her earlier.

"That's great!!!" Mumbled Lista looked at her pantilane.

'Disease girl.'

Suddenly Diana's speech on the campus was still firmly attached to her brain.

"At least if I don't I've ever made the Son happy."

Lista rose from his seat to the soft mattress, the fragrance of the Son's perfume still filled his beautiful kiss. He took the medicine he had been taking.

Chequek.

"Darling," called the Son into the room.

"Hmm?" Lista put the empty glass in utensils.

"Kangen."

"Sleep here again?" Tanya Lista and was taken in by the Son, the man only carried his cell phone in his hand.

"I'm the one who sleeps in the next room, it's not good for my mom papa if we sleep together and continue."

"I have permission Mama Papa kok yank, they also permit. In this area there will be none of our grebek." The son pulled Lista's hand over the soft mattress. Lista was only obedient, there was no way he could make a move because the results remained the same.

"here." The son stretched out his hand. Lista entered into the warm deck of the Son. Maybe Lista is already addicted to the smell of the Son's body.

"The medicine is bitter, huh yank?" Ask the son is not basic. I already know all the medicine tastes bitter, if the sweet is medicine for children.

"Hm." Lista nodded slowly.

Indeed from a small List is very very dislike the name of the drug. It is better to be sedated than to take the bitter-tasting medicine. But at this time maybe this medicine has become his food every day.

"When to schedule check-ups?" Ask the Son again.

"Lusa" he answered.

"The spirit to heal, I am always there for you. Don't think about what people are talking about me." The son knew why Lista had daydreamed when he came to the kantin earlier. Because at that moment he saw Diana approaching Lista, Son seemed to know what they were talking about.

"Stop said thank you" said Putra when Lista wanted to thank you for the umpteenth time.

Lista smilingly looked at this Son in front of her, they were not as awkward as they used to be. It seems they are used to their situation.

"What a beautiful wife, what do you eat?" Tempta Putra pinched Lista's chin.

"Gravel mixed cement." The answer is no less absurd. Until they laugh. The cold nature of both is lost somewhere.

While in the world. Grandma Nara urged Mama Aulia video call her grandson, honestly just 2 weeks left the grandson had made Grandma Nara miss her favorite grandson.

"Cepet Lia, Phone List. Mama misses him, Mama wants to see a picture of him." Nara's Grandma's insistence on the daughter-in-law. Grandpa Natan and Papa Devan just smiled at how enthusiastic Grandma Nada was.

"Yes Mah, just wait."

"Dev, Mama wants to learn HP." Say Grandma's conditional.

"Loh mah, he used to not need to use HP he said ribet. Why ask now?" Ask Papa Devan.

"Mama does not know that Lista will go first to Indonesia, first when you do not have Mama Papa is not papa. But when Calista wasn't the same we were, like there's less Mama misses her." With my grandmother telling me.

...Video Calls...

Calista: Hello Grandma, Grandpa, Mama, Papa. Calista kangen you guys.

Grandma: We miss you too, especially Grandma. (Nara's grandmother stared at her grandson.)

Calista: Lista is also kangen grandma really, but Grandma do not worry yes here many who keep Lista really including nih, (Calista directs her phone towards Putra.)

Son: Assalamu'alaikum everything.

They: Wa'alaikumsalam.

Papa Devan: Are you in the room? (Ask papa Devan firmly. He could see the Son behind Ainun.)

The son and Lista simply nodded.

Son: We do not know why do kok pah, all 9rang already in the room of the Son himself in the room mending ngapel in the room of the future wife. (With the Son fluently answered, without filter anyway.)

Mama Aulia: Do not do anything beyond your limits, you do not want to have a grandchild the same age as this mother's child. (Mama Aulia shows her distended stomach.)

Son: In Shaa Allah if not khilaf ma.

Grandpa Natan: Take good care of Grandpa's granddaughter there. Watch out until you make grandpa's granddaughter cry. (Grandfather's soft voice but full of firmness.)

Son: Ready cake. (Sonence of respect)

Papa Devan: How are you feeling, dear?

Lista: Yes as usual pah, but papa kinship calm down. Lists are okay, they are healthy. (Lista smile)

Son knew Lista was holding back her tears, as she said those words, Lista blocked her tears. The son pointed the phone at him with the hand wiping away Lista's tears.

Grandma: Please take care of the granddaughter of my grandmother, son, In Shaa Allah, next month we are there.

Sons: Yes nek.

They talk about letting go of longing between children and family.

"Well relieved hmm?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Now sleep, it's night. You need to get enough rest."

"Help yes," Pinta Lista looked into the eyes of the Son.

"I always hug you yank, now sleep." The son covers the body of the Lista to keep it warm. Do not forget to make her arm as a pillow girl with her other hand wrapped around the belly of Lista into her deck.

Cup cup cup

"Quick sleep." While stroking the back of Lista Putra pecked at the head of Lista like a father put his son to sleep. Feeling comfortable with the treatment of the Son makes Lista sleepy and fall asleep soundly.

"Don't stay with me, baby"

Seriate......