The Destiny 41

Rivalry of Mary and Fidel

His eyes blinked. The door to his room was knocked. At first glance, he saw the clock

on the phone, which is placed on a small table beside the spring bed. It's still six, according to his forecasts. With a stagger, Diaz shuffled. Apparently Maria.

“You turned out, Mar. What's up?” Diaz hissing annoyed.

“Jam so far is still molor anyway?” kikik Mary.

Diaz sighed. “Trouble for you?” He returned the trick with

ferociously. Sirna is sleepy. “Mending tell you, what do you mean wake me up

morning-morning gini.”

“I want to ask for help to be ushered to Papi's tomb with my Mami. Not long ago

pilgrimage there.”

“Can't what go alone?!”

“Can anyway. But let's save the cost aja.” said Maria nyengir.

“Terus why should I? There's Martin or Agatha. Papa-Mama can too

nganterin.” said Diaz who still objected.

“Not quite what, I should often take you to campus?”

“Agatha is still in school. School is not on Saturday. Bang Martin is gone

coverage. While Om and Aunt have gone from yesterday to serve. So stay

you doang, Yaz, my hope. Pleaaseee.." - Mary's petulant with an expression that made Diaz.

just heartburn.

“Yes, take that Innova. Not dipake the Martin also right.” said Diaz tangled.

“The key is in the buffet.”

“I'm again driving a car. You dong who drove me there. Pleaseee...” sulk Maria once again.

Diaz anxiously rolled her eyeballs. “Hadeuh, here's the child.”.

“Later to make a special meal deh.”

Diaz glaring.

“No way!!! Woe. I will not eat your cooking anymore. But if you want to buy me lunch and dinner, another question.” Diaz flickering on Maria.

Maria still looks cool. But what can be done. There is a question that is far more important than just a treaty. It's pilgrimage.

“Yes, I've bought you. But anterin I went there well.”

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Where the eyes explore, always the same view. Headstone, headstone, headstone. Exists

the headstone is really ordinary, simple, medium, to luxurious. And the headstone that was caught by Diaz's retina was a pretty fancy headstone. He just found out, Maria's parents turned out to be quite the people. Maria is truly a woman. His mother's name smells Italian. Francesca Rossi. Oh from there the origin of his beautiful face.

“Tome thought of what the hell? Think of me well, Yaz?”

“Shit!” roar Diaz was annoyed after looking towards the voice that called out to him. “You

ngagetin aja, Mar.”

“Ma--af.” said Maria put on her sweetest smile.

“Fuuuh... Besides who thinks of you? Really ge-er!” spray Diaz. “Udah

yuk, go where the cake is. I'm laper. Blon sepet breakfast.”

“Iya, yes.”

In the middle of the road, a few steps away from the graves of Mary's parents,

they were both shocked by someone. Mary looked so upset to see the narrow-eyed woman. Fidel, one of his other rivals. Faculty of Psychology students. What'd that woman want here?

“Eh Fidel,” greet Diaz.

Fidel looked. Smile, even though your eyes can't lie. “Eh Diaz, why did you go to

here?”

“Nganterin nih son make pilgrimage to the grave of his parents,” Diaz glancing towards

Maria. “Nevent need to manyun that, Mar. You're getting worse.”

Maria grunts. “Yaz, hunt yuk to car. You are laper right.”

“Hurry really.” said Diaz nyengir.

Fidel chuckled, Mary bending her lips.

“Eh Del, why are you here?” diaz asked with an eyebrow raised by accident.

“Sama kayak fiancee lu, want to pilgrimage too.” said Fidel with more emphasis on

fiancee said.

“Oh yes, pilgrimage to the tomb adek lu who died fitting us again test practice

Fidel nodded, smiling.

Mary began to show her sympathy. “Died? Died of what?”

Diaz chuckles. “Jelasin, Del.”

“I died while sleeping, Mar. After further examination by the doctor,

turns out I had a heart attack.”

“The body is as big as an elephant. How about a heart attack?” diaz chuckled, saying,

without the intention of harassing. Sometimes Diaz often throws bitter jokes spontaneously.

“Yeee, you're this well. Hiro is so good. After his departure, the house of

so quiet. No more jokes or guitar playing. Anyway, look out you know, menggeledekin people who have died, you can be seenin his spirit.” said Fidel

chuckles.

“Iya, yes, I'm sorry.” Diaz said grin.

“I'm so sorry well, Del,” said Maria who started to show her smile at

the rival. But still, the feeling of fun never goes away.

“Still, Mar.” said Fidel who immediately turned his eyes to Diaz back.

“Eh, it's already well, Yaz. I was waiting for my family. That's a call-in

call me mulu.”

Diaz nodded.

Arriving at Innova, Diaz conveyed the long-buried uneg-uneg

to Maria. “Mar, if I see, why are you so cold to Fidel? That fidel

the guy's good again. He's not the kind of man you have to be cynical about. Is he wrong with you?”

As she put on her seat belt, Maria replied, “Nothing. It was yuk, though,

we go find food. You are laper right.”

Diaz could only smile.

It seems that Maria has not been willing to open up about the coldness of her heart to Fidel. Actually, in addition to the Diaz factor, there is another one that makes Maria so cool every time she meets Fidel. It all started when Maria and Fidel were first semester. They are both in the same student activity unit, the English Debate Club.

It was four months before Mary came to Diaz's house. Second

maria's parents still feel the breath of her life. Maria is in college with Diaz.

But the woman was not very familiar. It's only natural that Diaz doesn't know the case

those. Fidel spread the issue that Maria had HIV.

Too late indeed. If the issue were true, it would be inappropriate for Fidel as well

udelnya. Usut for the sake of usurping, Fidel did so out of jealousy with Maria who quite exist in the English Debate Club.

That issue has proven untrue. Maria has not been diagnosed with HIV. But that issue

it has eaten away the terrible death of an HIV virus. Both of Maria's parents

killed in a plane crash while trying to take care of everything that could really prove that Maria did not have HIV. Not quite satisfied with the results in several hospitals, Maria's parents cross it further to a famous hospital in

Singapore.

Maria knew her parents had to be victims because of such great love.

The woman also knew that Fidel was not one hundred percent the cause of her parents' deaths. Even Fidel apologized in person on the day of the funeral.

But the wounds of the heart remain the wounds of the heart. It was hard for Mary to forgive Fidel

which has spread such an unpleasant issue. He always held the view, if Fidel did not spread the issue, maybe his parents still exist.

Mary was so upset with Fidel. The shadow of HIV cases continues

hunt him. He was still very upset with Fidel. Not even HIV, Maria

also a screech with Fidel. Why was Fidel always so cynical about her. He was always being nice. Many times even. One of them is when helping Fidel who is bullied by his ex who continues to force to pay all costs during dating. Hey, the idea of pelting the former Fidel with a bag of crackers full of dime

in front of the audience is the fruit of the mind of Mary. Should have been Fidel

thanksgiving. In fact, Fidel is not much different from his ex. Same face of the wall.

As for the closeness of Fidel and Diaz himself, starting during the funeral procession

both of Maria's parents. Diaz, who still does not know the chronology of the deaths of Mary's parents, meets Fidel. Fidel frankly admitted to–or we can just assume that the girl was licking–himself was a close friend of Mary at the English Debate Club. The match of mind made Fidel familiar with Diaz.

Fidel is also the first person on campus to know about the problem

diaz's engagement to Maria. Diaz often spills her frustration about the engagement and all things related to Mary to Fidel.

This is how Fidel became

knowing about the inside out of Diaz's feelings for Maria.