The Destiny of Miana's Love

TCM 64'S

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Slowly but surely, the seconds move until the clockwork is in the same position. Miana is getting more active in working despite the approaching exam time. No holidays to work. Because the home installments still have to be paid. He could not just sit by and watch papa work from morning to morning again. Even now, papa often takes overtime. So that Miana would reduce her work time.

"Let papa, who works, Mia. It's papa's responsibility. Papa understands you want to help papa. But enough you study hard. Lately you've been down, right. Even last semester, your position was shifted again." Surya spoke seriously on the side porch of the house. After Miana gave the coffee as she requested.

"Can't, Pa. Mia, can't just shut up. Now we have a new home. Mia is getting more excited. The decline in Mia's grades, because indeed friends learn with perseverance really, Pa."

"Mia, don't you really want a scholarship? What if this will destroy your dreams. We do not know what kind of campus policy provides scholarships to conditional students. Papa's just worried, if you don't get it."

Miana remained silent. Papa was right, he should always remember that. However, he was so overwhelmed with his feelings for Arga. In fact, not necessarily Arga can reciprocate his feelings. So far, the two have remained in a circle of friendship. Although Miana repeatedly reveals her love, Arga is always smart to switch the conversation.

"Gue said, control your feelings, Miana. I'm not as good as you think." It was said Arga, who continued to be reworked, until Miana assumed it was just a rebuttal. In fact, even though it is always ketus, the small things that Arga does are a form of attention.

Unlike Bian, who was blatant. Bian will say like it or not, no matter what. Miana remembers the time she and Arga were on the sports field. At that time, he was fighting basketball with Arga. Miana who is always ignorant and smart to turn on the atmosphere, making Arga laugh because she was always fooled by Miana's tricks. Bian pulled Miana away from Arga to the sidelines. And expressed his dislike.

"Why,sih. You don't look at me. Arga makes the same bad influence, Lo. Far away, from him."

Miana let out a breath again. He must uncover what he feels so that Bian does not want to continue to manage it. "Bian, I love Arga, because I love her."

Back, Bian flinch and stare at Miana sharply. "Gue doesn't like it, look at it."

"Bian, Lo can't just care about me. We even broke up a long time ago."

"Gue, you know." Bian Pause. He was throwing his breath rough. "The more days, Arga continues to shift the value of lo. Although it only differs the numbers behind the comma. He makes Lo comfortable with him, until Lo does not focus on the same lesson. Until now the child also did not reveal his feelings to, Lo, right? Just playing pull. Not a gentleman, really," said Bian.

"Bian, Lo does not know Arga, so, Lo nething (negative thinking) continues to be the same as him."

"Sunday, Lo. But that's what I'm afraid of. I'm just expressing what I feel."

Miana smiled, and patted Bian on the shoulder. "Thanks, Lo cares so much about me."

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[📷Kok not yet, home?] Arga.

One message along with a photo of Arga's position, made Miana smile. He extended his neck looking down the parking lot.

Right, Arga's there. On the hood of his car. The suit was lying on his side. Black shirt sleeves are rolled up to the elbows. For the past few weeks, Arga has always been to the Dharma office. Said he was trying to intern at the papa's company. He felt stifled when Miana mocked him just received a pocket money with a fantastic amount.

Miana knew Arga was rich, perhaps it was natural that the papa would spoil her. Because he was only the only child.

^^^[Attention again. Still berberes.]^^^

^^^ Reply Miana.^^^

[Gue wait, yeah.]Arga.

Miana's heart rippled, reading the last message that Arga sent. He looked down again and saw that Arga was in his car. He has to quickly finish his job. He did not want Arga to return to silence him. Moreover, a few days ago he left it on the basketball court because of the attraction of Bian to the cafeteria. As a result, he contemplated what Bian said and did not return to the field.

Arga felt Miana broke her promise, even though when she pulled Bian away from her, Miana had said she would return.

Miana knocked on Arga's car glass. Until a few beats then Arga lowered his car glass. After he stretched his muscles. Apparently he fell asleep.

"Old, really, anyway. Buruan, let's get anter!"

"Huh? No, I have a bike, really," Miana refused.

"the hunt! Before I change my mind. Rarely do I bargain first to ,Lo."

Miana thought for a moment and nodded confidently. He turned to the other side of the car. Entering Arga's car and sitting next to the man.

Miana sent a message to Bagus to get his bike into the basemant cafe. Pretty simple, that guy. He would agree without asking much more.

"Send a message, to whom?" ask Arga. He stepped on the gas pedal while glancing at the rearview mirror to make sure the vehicle at the back was still a safe distance.

"Sama Mas Bagus, let him enter my motorbike into the trunk of the cafe. Lo anyway, speaking of impromptu. So I have to reportin my friend, right."

"Well friends, there is no such thing as trouble. Sometimes life needs the help of others. We don't live alone."

The conversation in the car continued. It's not Miana's name if you run out of chat topics. Like asking for the continuation of Arga's relationship with the mother.

Arga can't hide his happiness now. Indirectly, thanks to Miana a few weeks ago, Arga became open-minded.

The distant mother-daughter relationship can now come back close. Although we cannot live together. Dharma still allows Sarah to meet Arga whenever she wants. But not to stay with him.

"Eh, is this where we're going to go or where, anyway? How the road is so far apart." Miana patted Arga's arm quickly. "Lo's taking me where, Ga," Miana jolted. From earlier he was preoccupied with chattering Arga with various questions, such as news seekers only. And just realized, the road to his home was too far away.

Arga slightly flinched, then clucked. "So that chick's a bar-bar, really." Slip his slightly numb arm. "Diem is there. Just get here soon." Arga said casually.

Silently Arga was grinning, thin once, almost invisible. Keep passing through the night road that is still so crowded vehicles. He started thinking about something.

"This is in the direction, where, anyway," said Miana because not so familiar with this road.

"Emang, parrot, yes. Difficult, make diem. Nurut, that's why, anyway."

Miana keeps her distance from Arga. Crossing his hands. "Don't tell me, Lo, you want to be weird to me," Miana accused not really scared. Since she had so far known Arga, Miana had not seen any harmful behavior from the man sitting behind the wheel.

Arga, laugh hard. His eyes turned to Miana who had a wary face and occasionally looked at the streets. "Lo has a fear as well as it turns out."

"That's!" Miana again gave Arga some rough applause until the man complained and still chuckled.

"Five more minutes, until," said Arga seriously. The laughter at the end had already vanished, turning into a serious face. Makes Miana guess back.

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Sorry just got up. Still riweh same carnival. Let me be more upbeat, give me the comment, dong,"

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