The Destiny of Miana's Love

TCM 73'S

Since four o'clock in the morning, Miana has been working in the kitchen. Prepare breakfast like the previous days. In addition, his deft hands have also inserted clothes into the grinding machine.

Five minutes later, Miana rinsed it and dried as necessary. Until dawn, he carried out his duties in the room. After completing it, he tidied up his learning tools because last night he studied until late and fell asleep with the stationery still cluttered on the bed.

Miana must be more active in practicing the problems brought from school. The exam is getting closer and perfect grades are the goal. Only then will he continue his studies in order to get a scholarship. Sisil also wants to go to college. You can imagine how the father would spend so much if his two daughters went to college together. The hope of the papa is certainly on him and Miana really understands that.

One message from Arga made her lips thin and eyes sparkle. Arga says he'll pick her up in an hour.

Just as he was about to put down his phone, he was startled again by the call sign from the man.

"Yes. Arga," said Miana as soon as the phone line was connected.

"Call me, sweetie." Hearing the words from Arga, making Miana meet while they tease the tip of her shirt. Although it sounds sniffy but quite makes pounding.

"Ish, it's still early this morning."

"Who said it's night."

"What's up, huh? I just finished cooking."

"Do I need to send a maid to your house? I don't want you to be a maid in your own house."

"Arga, no need," Miana refused because she was used to doing it herself.

"I paid, Miana."

"I know you're rich, Arga. But really I used to do this myself."

"I love you, Miana. And I can't bear to see you like this. You work till night. When you get home, you also have to do homework. Ck."

"Not what, Arga. Bye, we'll meet in front of ten minutes."

Arga was amazed by the nature of the woman across the phone. "I hope you're stronger than I thought you were,"

Miana nodded even though Arga did not see her. "Don't forget, this cute and cheerful me will always make Arga's days more colorful."

"Yes, it's up to you." Arga who was initially so worried about Miana so smiled in disgust as Miana's confident mode stuck out.

"Thank you, yes, Arga," Miana replied and disconnected her phone.

Such were the days of Arga and Miana, supporting each other. Miana often went to Arga's house, and the small gezebo next to Arga's house became where they usually studied. Sometimes Sari–oma Arga accompany for a while, so Miana and Sari are now getting closer. At that time Riska also participated there, because she began to protest when Miana's leisure time was seized by Arga.

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"So–sad, since dating Arga, you have no time for me" Riska said when she returned home from school. Riska dragged Miana before Arga grabbed her first.

"Ututuuuu, don't be jealous. Let's be fair and learn together there, yeah." The word entertainer was finally approved by Riska.

"Honestly I'm happy to see Lo back cheerful kek gini." Riska hugged Miana for a while and then passed her off immediately. "Udah is enough you always give up, and finally give up. But now I'm relieved, your grief is paid by the presence of Arga. Well, even though he sucks."

Miana chuckled and closed her lips. "But unfortunately, I love her very much."

"Yes, yeah. Believe."

The two go to Arga's house. Once there, the man arrived first.

"Gue thinks Lo wants to take Lo's girlfriend, too." Arga opened the door of his house.

"So, let's double ngedate, that's it. We're gonna learn, you know." Riska starts sewot.

"Not realising, anyway, this Lo doesn't bother us both, you know."

Riska jerking legs pissed. "Gee! Miana, Lo's girlfriend's really, really." Riska pointed at Arga irritatedly almost crying.

"Quiet, aja. She's not real, kok," Miana argued. He chuckled, and hugged Riska's arm, making Arga even more grim.

"You want to be noisy in front of the house! Come.enter!"

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On Sunday, Miana made a caramel bean cake with Sari. Many times Miana was curious about that one recipe. Until finally Miana can learn directly from Sari.

"Bikin caramelnya with a small fire, let's not be black. It also has to be a little bit, let's not be a gaping all, yes," suggested Sari when Miana began to practice instructions from him.

While Arga continued to pay attention to the warm interaction of Oma and Miana while pounding roasted beans not far from both.

"This is it, Oma." Miana showed the caramel that was ready to roll the painting.

"Yes. Pour chips, then roll them on the nuts!"

"Be careful, honey! That's hot." Arga tried to help sprinkle the beans that had been mashed rough by him.

"Yes. This is also careful. It's obviously hot. Her name is also from the fire" said Miana.

"It's a mouth, small. Can't, yeah, just shut up without protesting." Arga pulled Miana's cheek out of anxiety.

"dw, ish. Seriously too." Miana immediately brushed off Arga's hand which interrupted her movement and looked up at Sari who was chuckling softly. "Omaaa," he whined for protection.

"Arhiza..." The sharp glances from Oma made Arga comply.

The three returned to focus for a moment with their respective activities. Miana makes caramel, Sari makes dough and Arga tetaten mashes rough groundnuts for topping.

"Say Arga, Miana used to love chasing Arga, yeah! Is that right?" sari asked as Miana started putting sugar in the pot again.

"Eh? Emm, Arga said that, Oma?" miana asked without daring to show her face from being too embarrassed.

"Yes. The culprit was smiling."

Miana glanced at Arga by pursing her lips. Arga thinks it's really funny. It was proven that Arga was broken.

"Argaza, you know, make me ashamed in front of Oma," Miana muttered but still heard in Sari and Arga's ears. In fact, he also called the lover with some of his full name like Sari when intimidating his grandson.

"Yayayaya, now I am the one, the one who is cornered." Arga standing. "I'll go to the room and get the phone, yeah."

"No, nanya, tuh," said Miana slightly upset.

"Once again, you miss."

"Brains,"

"Gosh, you guys are so funny." Sari bellied looking at the two teenagers before her. While Arga continued to pass while whistling victory.

"Oma, you know, no? Arga used to think Miana's feelings were a joke." Miana Mukai straightens out Sari's prejudice. Afraid that the woman in her sixties would consider her cheap.

"Oh, huh? Stupid kid, Ck!" Sari again put the last circle on the pan.

"Miana is ready to move. By looking for other activities, learn with friends. Let Miana not keep Arga's keys."

"Ouhh, pity." Oma said softly to feel how to be Miana who tried to tear down Arga's heart.

"Miana thought, Miana just pity to see Arga who is always alone, Oma. Miana try to get close to him. Although ketus, but make Miana feel at home if continue to disturb him. But for a long time, Miana really cared and wanted to deket her."

"You really love Arga?"

Miana placed the caramel pot and ventured to look at Sari. "Does Miana look insincere, Oma?"

Miana's ambiguous answer moved Sari. "Anga was once disappointed by his best friend. So he became quiet and closed. Oma's lucky Arga met you now." Sari refocused on the dough as well as Miana.

"When have you been together?"

Miana started to think. "Emm, a month like,"

"Mistake large. Thirty-eight days, that's right." Arga came and immediately sat down beside Miana. Do not forget the cynical glance he lay on the lover who forgot his birthday. In fact, not forgetting. rather, just miscalculating, because Miana only estimates.

That detail Arga remembers the made up. Making Miana meet and glance at Sari, who was also looking at her in disbelief.

"Yes, yeah. Who already had a boyfriend, until that detail remembers his birthday." Oma's voice made Miana and Arga misbehave.

"Clear, dong. Arga is not responsible if you have made a commitment," said Arga trying to be ordinary.

"Argaza, you're still in High School, you know. Rich people want to get married." Sari reminded.

"Arga has no intention of messing around, Oma. I don't know if it's the same kid." Arga glanced at Miana. Miana and Sari looked at each other for a moment.

"Ah, Miana put this in the oven huh, Oma." Miana deliberately switched the conversation.

Miana who saw Sari was finished filling a baking sheet immediately asked for it and she put it in the oven.

"The fire is small, yes," said Sari while making new dough again.

Miana nodded and did Oma's word.

Miana smiled awkwardly. Little did he conclude that Arga was indeed very open to his grandmother. While Sari was enjoying her togetherness with them.

Many times Sari stole a glance at Arga who looks happy. 'This child, once in love with a noisy girl like this typenya.'

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