The Blocked Love

Preliminary

Love is the gift of the Almighty. Everyone will feel it. But what if love is blocked? this is the story of two human children who must have experienced it a lot...

She is a girl named Cerryl Jeni Subagya. I love poetry and poetry. The third daughter of four brothers, all of whom were women. Cerryl is a little tomboyish, probably because after the birth of the second child who turned out to be a girl as well, his father hoped that his third child would be a boy. But a female Cerryl was born again. Until the fourth time, his father gave up because of the birth of a woman as well. Be Cerryl a spoiled girl who is a little tomboyish, just like the youngest.

From childhood, the girl has been attending martial arts education. Until sitting in High School, the girl has been asked to build her junior. Understandably, Cerryl was wearing a black belt so eleventh grade. But after graduating from High School, Cerryl did not continue to master level.

The girl indeed had good martial skills. In fact, there have been many charters as well as regional level awards lined up in the closet as well as the wall of the family room. Even so, the girl had never shown off as well as being arrogant. Instead he was more silent and busy with his verse.

Reza Pratama, including children who always follow the rules of his mother. He is Cerryl's younger brother. Both are familiar because their parents are business partners. Although Reza was younger, he fell in love with Cerryl.

There is also Hadi Nugraha. Cerryl's second sister's coworker, Cristine Jeni Subagya. Humorous and sociable. Social but very cold when dealing with feelings. Many girls who have felt disappointed when trying to dive into his heart.

At that time, Hadi was driving his motorcycle across the city road. Arriving at a stop, he pulled over and immediately approached the crowd of people who were fighting.

It turned out that there were five young men who were gnawing at a girl. Without thinking anymore, Hadi immediately beat one of them to fall down.

"Who are you?! interfere with people's problems !"

Jerk his friend while directing a kick to Hadi's body. But ill-fated, Hadi's left hand quickly fended him off. It was precisely that person who felt Hadi's right hand fist fist on his stomach. Then it collapsed due to the impact of the left hand on his face.

The girl was no less fierce. After knowing someone was helping him, the girl began to be able to overcome and reply to one of them. Because after his two friends fell, two of the three people who were left and were gnawing at the girl had already turned around and attacked Hadi.

Finally, the five men ran away because they were unable to resist let alone defeat Hadi as well as the girl.

"Thank you, said the girl after tidying her hair and picking up some of her books that had fallen out.

"The same" replied Hadi.

"Oh, yes. What are you doing?!" continued.

Hadi looked at the girl. He was worried that the girl was hurt.

"Ngga, sis. I don't know what" replied the girl.

"This what?" Hadi wiped the blood on the corner of the girl's lips, and showed it to the girl.

The girl was silent. He had held Hadi's wrist when his thumb was stuck to the corner of his lips. Reflex movements because they think Hadi will do insolence.

"Sorry, brother" the girl released her grip on Hadi's wrist, knowing and seeing the blood on the thumb.

"I'm not like that. But really, what aren't you?" worry Hadi.

"Yes, brother. What's not what. It only hurts a little, it will also disappear after being compressed" said the girl while holding the corner of her bleeding right lip.

"Okey... Where are you going now? let me take you. It's not safe for this girl of the night to be outside"

"Okey, then I'll keep you company until your friend comes"

Hadi immediately sat on his motorcycle. While the girl stood at the stop while looking to the right and left.

Hadi took out a pack of cigarettes as well as a lighter. Take it and burn it. White smoke came out of his mouth.

Sometimes the girl also noticed Hadi.

"Looks like he's a good guy" he whispered inwardly.

"Yes okay. If it's not good, it might not have helped you"

The girl began to laugh inwardly as her mind began to speak to herself.

"I mean, usually guys like to have a wish if they've helped girls. Ask for a reward, ask for a name, or ask for a phone number. But why is this guy just like that? even sitting alone on his bike. He could sit or stand next to me"

Hadi threw out a cigarette whose embers were already approaching the filter. He also glanced at his watch.

"Let me take you home!"

Hadi handed him a helmet that was placed in the back seat. He always carried it in addition to the helmet he was wearing.

"Sorry, it's ten o'clock. I don't want that asshole coming back"

The girl also said that when she looked at the left right, the person who was going to pick her up had not come.

"Yes, brother" he answered.

But honestly, in the heart of the girl felt

thrilled. Because he hoped the young man would ask his name and ask for his mobile number.

"Where is your house?" ask Hadi.

The girl mentioned the place where she lived. Hadi immediately drove his motorcycle to the place the girl mentioned.

Hadi did not behave strangely or mumpung aji because of the situation. The girl who was a bit uncomfortable, although happy, because she could hug Hadi when the gas hit, almost made him stray backwards.

"Strong grip don't be shy, don't fall. Don't think negative"

So said Hadi before pressing the stater button. The girl could only be quiet.