The Charm of Love Amartha

INITIALS S.G (SCREEN?)

Amartha turned her gaze to another wreath, smaller than the first, containing a speech that made Amartha very ashamed.

Amartha, what difference do you make at 12 noon? if 12 pm is bad luck, if you are a favorite, ea ea...💗💗

Happy graduation, darling...

From initials S.G

Vira directs her camera, to record Amartha's expression that restrains her embarrassment to see the inscription on the wreath. Amartha's chest was up and down, obviously the woman was controlling her emotions so as not to explode. Vira tries to hold back her laughter from breaking, while continuing to record without Amartha's knowledge.

"This must be the work of Mas Satya, not wrong again! only he likes the chatter on g**gle," muttered Amartha who was also heard by Vira, and automatically recorded in the 30-second vidio. Vira immediately pocketed her phone after sending it to Firlan.

"Who from, Ta?" Vira pointed at the wreath with her chin.

"Initial, S.G who, Ta?" tanya Vira provoked Amartha's reaction.

"SABLENGS!" said Amartha spontaneously, then pushed his motor into the terrace kosan. Vira was just giggling walking behind the girl.

The two maroon girls, entering the inn, they immediately went up to the 2nd floor, how shocked they were when the door of his room opened.

"Vir, how is the door open?" ask Amartha to panic.

"I don't know, just before I left I was the key!" said Vira.

The two of them hurriedly stepped into their room, then they were startled by so many bouquets of white roses filling the room.

"Amarta! sorry to open the room, because you can't be confused about where the roses are this much, so you can open your room using a duplicate key!" nita said with her jutek mode.

"Eeh, yes mbak." said Amartha smiling awkwardly. Surely at this time mbak Nita again dongkol case repotin with this rose shipment.

"Who are you, Mommy?" ask Amartha.

"No, there's a card, read it yourself!" sahut mbak Nita pointed at a card lying on the table, then sauntered out of Amartha's room.

Amartha grabbed the greeting card.

One hundred beautiful white roses became the symbol of 100% of my love for you.💘

From

Satya Ganendra (S.G)

"Sableeeeeng!" said Amartha who sat on the edge of her bed by looking at a bouquet of white roses. The room is more like a flower garden, yes even though it is her favorite flower but wait! how does Satya know his favorite flowers?

Amartha looked at Vira who was clearly giggling in the corner of her room.

"They?" Amartha got up and approached Vira.

"Hehehehehe..." Vira can only grin, he wants to run away was hard, his back was stuck to the wall.

"I suspect you are involved, Vira." said Amartha with a deadly taapan.

"Hehehe, no, Ta.." said Vira ngeles.

"So then did Mas Satya know where I like white roses if not from you?" Amartha did not take a second to let go of the suspect in front of him.

"People I don't tell Satya, I'm just telling Firlan, uh!" Keceplosan.

"Who is Firlan?" asked Amartha who was walking closer towards Vira. Vira who has been cornered can not dwell.

"Eh, wait! Firland ... Firlan...?" Amartha suddenly stopped his steps.

"Don't the person who was at that time nganter me the same Satya to the apartment?" amartha's murmur heard by Vira.

"Eh, what? you ever been to an apartment with a boy, Juminten?" now it was Vira's turn to look at Amartha with a probing gaze like an abal-abal detective. Vira immediately changed the name of Amartha, sometimes as Juminten, Tukijem and many other names.

"Eh, hehheheheh .. emmm, that's..." Amartha was wrong. Just as Amartha's lips were about to say something, suddenly the phone in the pepper bag she was holding suddenly rang.

Amartha ignored Vira who was still looking at her in full view, now the girl was sitting on the edge of the bed with the scent of flowers that filled the room. Amartha saw a lot of bouquets lying on the floor of her room. Amartha immediately touched the green button and placed the phone on her right ear.

"Hello?" greet Amartha.

"Yes, Mah ... Amartha's coming down, wait, Mah?" sahut Amartha ended his phone call.

"Tante Rosa, have you come?" asked Vira who was walking closer towards Amartha.

"Yes already directly to the Great Mosque, already at this hour, do not forget to bring an invitation card," said Vira who immediately grabbed a toga and black cloak and immediately wear it.

"Aren't you waiting for your parents, Vir?" ask Amartha.

"Oh, they're not here anymore, they're busy," Vira tried to smile, hiding her sadness.

"There I am, I will always be there for you, Vira .. forgive my question earlier" Amartha said as she hugged her best friend.

"It's okay, I'm ordinary," said Vira while parading the body of both.

"Today there is only a smile, there cannot be a single tear of sadness" said Vira, prodding Amartha's toga and black robe.

"Yes, you are right." said Amartha who smiled at Vira. He was lucky to have a friend like Vira.

One thing he knew, Vira was indeed pampered materially but not with affection. Her parents are too busy, to have no time for Vira, incidentally, Vira is also an only child. Her mother did not want to get pregnant again, because she felt troubled to take care of the children. But Amartha did not expect, on a very important day, Vira's parents could not come. Amartha could see a hint of disappointment on Vira's face, but the cheerful girl tried to cover it up.

"Hey .. daydream, come on!" invite Vira to disperse Amartha's daydream.

"Pity, om and aunt are waiting for us in front, I've taken a taxi," Vira wiggled her phone to sign that she had booked a vehicle for them.

"Awhile, we take a photo first" said Vira who quickly close her body to Amartha, the two girls took pictures with the same color kebaya.

"Yuk, we go down." invite Vira who answered a nod of Amartha's head.

They both grabbed his sling bag and immediately stepped out and did not forget to lock the door.

Amartha was very nervous to meet her parents, she was really very nervous.

"Amartha?" said Rosa who immediately rose from her seat on the front porch chair.

"Mama!" Amartha hugged Rosa. He missed, even too much.

"You owe me the same explanation, son." said Rosa, who could not hold back her tears.

"Honey.." said Rudy who immediately joined hugging his daughter.

"Lad..." Amartha tried hard, she would not cry on this happy day.

The three of them spilled an excruciating longing, there were many things that Rudy and Rosa wanted to ask, but all that they endured, let them enjoy this moment for a moment.

Vira, who saw Amartha being embraced by her parents, was also moved. He also misses a mother's embrace.

Thiins.

Thiins.

The sound of the taxi resuscitated them, Rudy and Rosa loosened her arms, Rosa cupped her son's face.

"You are so beautiful, dear." said Rosa, then turned to Vira.

"You must be Vira, huh?" rosa says to Vira, Rosa hugs Vira and thanks her for being a good friend to her daughter, while Rudy nods and smiles at Vira.

"Taxi's waiting, come on Om ... Aunty.." said Vira while releasing Rosa's embrace.

The four of them then entered the taxi that will take him to the place where the graduation of the two beautiful girls was held.

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