The Destiny of Miana's Love

TCM 74'S

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The work schedule at the cafe is still orderly from three in the afternoon to nine in the evening. Miana won't let go of her job even though papa has tried to ban her. Because you have to focus on the exam. If so, Miranti was present as if defending Miana to keep her job.

"Not what, is, Pa. Maybe Miana's used to it, she's working. He will feel strange if he stays at home without unnecessary activities. Any papa wants Miana at home and her job is just dating here and there. No, right?"

Miranti did not pay attention to Miana. He just wants other sources of income to keep flowing and pocket money as well as spending money to remain conditioned.

"Miana, papa already believes in you. It doesn't matter if you have a girlfriend now. Please ahead of your studies! Papa can't keep an eye on you twenty-four hours. I hope you are wise in dividing your time."

Yes, Miana can't hide the special friendship between her and Arga. Because several times papa found Arga drove Miana home from her place of work. The polite behavior displayed by Arga makes Surya not so worried that excessive will be bad influence of special friends at school age.

'Hm, I used to be like that too. Of course, young people now also date things that are common. It's just, I'm so scared if this affects their learning.' That's what Surya had in mind when he saw Arga's back that disappeared behind the gate of his house.

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Arga and Miana were eating together in the cafeteria. Sometimes they talk about light things. Of course here, Miana is more domineering. Every day there is just a funny behavior Miana that makes Arga hold a laugh. Like this time, Miana repeatedly pulled the baso spoon that Arga would put in her mouth. Seeing Arga who was holding back was upset making Miana laugh.

"Bribery-in me, if you still are, so!"

"Ah, no, no." Miana scanned to the corner of the canteen. There's no way he's feeding Arga. What is, his alay will make him the center of attention. And Miana doesn't want that.

"Piiiss," Miana hissed with a smile. His left hand made his index and middle fingers upright with the other three fingers he folded. It resembles rabbit ears.

Then Arga can eat quietly. If not for the force from Miana, he would rather go to the rooftop and sleep there. Rather than being in a noisy canteen. It must be because many are struggling.

"Papa, don't you get angry, right, when I'm back?" asked Arga while feeding baso into his mouth.

"No." Miana took a sip of lemon ice while watching Arga. "Why?" continued.

"No what. Afraid you might get angry, let alone see your stepmom who judges it. I don't calm down every day you're out."

Miana smiled. Prove that everything will be fine. "As long as you're not weird and I can still keep Papa's trust. Everything's gonna be okay, Ga."

"We're just two. Call me baby, like last night!"

Given that it was true, Miana met. But, once aware of their existence, Miana widened her eyes. "Two, how? It's in the canteen. You forgot?"

Miana pinched Arga's hand in agitation. "Once last night, we talked on the phone. Yes it's different," Miana.

"I want you to talk in front of everyone."

"Crazy, Ga. There's Angel in this school, too."

You always keep the feelings of others. Then, how did you feel when Bian intentionally hurt you back then.' Arga recalled the time when Miana was ignored by Bian in the middle of the basketball court and preferred Sisil at the beginning of the 12th grade. Arga smiled as she looked at Sayu on the cute face in front of her.

The two ate quietly, without them realizing someone did not take his eyes off them. Her face is flat. But in the heart growled irritated. Sometimes I just go down and breathe heavily. Then put his face back on. As Miana and Arga were laughing together, the figure looked on softly. No one dared to rebuke him. Just lyrics to each other.

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The exam practice is over. It's time for all 12th graders to have a quiet day. They all looked relieved by the grades that had come out before school. Including Miana. "Lega, anyway. But I'm feeling it, less than the maximum, yeah." Miana is still checking the display of the transcripts on the flat screen, which are sent to the class group.

Arga saves a fret, seeing Miana's gloomy face. Without wanting to conquer it. He quickly pulled Miana out of the class. "We go for a walk, yuk."

"Ah, that's it. But what am I doing, how?"

After that, the two argued to plan where to go. And finally, they agreed to go to the cinema later in the afternoon. At first Miana objected to having permission on Bagus. But, with her familiarity, Arga contacted Bagus and spoke by phone.

Somehow Arga persuaded Good. The co-worker that Miana thought was her sister agreed.

"Just a day. There is still tomorrow for work. Time to refresh the brain, honey."

Arga did not answer but continued to pull Miana's hand towards the parking lot.

From the opposite direction, Bian walked with a stern look. Striking Arga and Miana until they stop. There was no greeting from Bian on either. He stared intently at Arga. He ignored Miana's greeting without even glancing at her.

Bian just kept staring at Arga, as well as Arga. Bian tightened his hand on the body of the backpack he hung on his shoulder. While Arga increasingly tightly grasped Miana's hand.

"You guys, what's the matter, anyway?" Miana panicked at the cold war of her two classmates. Unfortunately, both of those people were once and were in his heart.

This time Bian glanced at Miana at a glance. His hands now changed to pull Arga's uniform collar and get closer. "See, you've seen the value coming out, haven't you! Why do you still not know yourself," whispered Bian right in Arga's ear.

Arga was no less keen on staring at Bian. He removed Bian's hand from his collar slowly and quietly. "Gue knows what I have to do." Arga also said so.

While Miana had looked at Arga and Bian with restlessness, because some friends were aware of the behavior of the two.

"Arga, it's already." Miana reminded.

The two men then gave each other their eyes. Immediately Arga pulled Miana and left Bian who was still in his place.

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Sarah is with her husband and daughter this afternoon. A walk in one of the shopping centers. Sarah has signed an agreement with the film production company. Accompanied by her husband and daughter she went to a cafe meeting right next to this building.

"Mama, that's really cool. Can take a big job like this. I want to dong too, Ma."

Anggi's whimper was only responded to by a smile from a woman in her forties. With her hands still flanking her husband's arms, Sarah just said an encouragement word for her daughter, a lot of practice.

All three are still running according to want the child. They will get inside the outlet and get around. Eventually, both hands were full of food. Even the man who was flanked by women of different ages, with a firm face was not reluctant to help.

"Ma, isn't that it, Brother Arga?" cetus Anggi and made the three stop for a moment.

"Yes." Yeah." Sarah looked at her husband. "We're samperin yuk, Mas!"

Without protest, the stylish middle-aged man agreed to want his wife and child.

"Arga."

Sarah's call made Arga who was with Miana turn to the origin of the voice.

'Mama, ' Inner Arga.

"Aunties. How are you?" greet Miana friendly. He took Sarah's hand and kissed her. Not to forget he also greeted the man who is believed to be the husband of Sarah and a beautiful girl with brownish hair in front of him.

The arga? He just quietly flinched. Not doing the same thing as her boyfriend. Just a polite nod he gave to the three people in front.

"A, Arga. This is my mom's husband, Om Andre." Sarah introduced the two men of different ages. Arga shook hands and introduced himself as well. Sarah also introduces Miana as Arga's friend there.

"You guys, where did you come from? Ah I mean, where are you guys going?" ask Sarah to Arga and Miana. "It just so happens that we are tired of going around and looking for food. You guys want to, yeah, eat together?" pinta Sarah's. He approached Arga and held his arm. "You, yeah, Arga?" Sarah is still trying to persuade. While Arga glanced at Miana and got a nod. It did not escape Sarah's eyes. From this, he knew that the presence of cafe services that he had looked one eye was so influential on his son.

Soon Sarah invited them all to find the food court on the floor. After finding the right place, they chatted lightly while waiting for the order.

"As a man, I admit that you are handsome, Arga. And I guess, it's clearly inherited your mama,"

Arga nodded stiffly. "Thank you, Om."

"I don't mind, you know. If you call me, papa. I'd be very happy. To me, you are no one else, Arga. You're the son of the woman I love so much."

Miris for Arga heard that. If only the one who loved my mom was my dad. He will be happy more than anyone. However, a person's feelings are not his or her power. He couldn't force that on the father. Although it was once terbesit hope that his parents can be reunited. But seeing the sweet treatment of the man in front of her to mama, Arga had given up before she even tried it.

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