The Journey of Love Adara
#20....
The night wind was blowing so hard. Cloudy clouds enveloped the sky that should be full of stars.
It's just the cold and thick of the night that feels so bad tonight. The vegetables outside sounded a speck of rain that began to wet the earth.
In the fig room curled up on her comfortable soft bed. Pasting his head on a pillow with a ladder that holds his chin.
I don't know what this beautiful girl is thinking.
Even though the middle is covered in thick fur but the cold seems to still stop in it.
Either his cold body or his cold heart.
In silence ara still continues to think about many things that seem to make the happiness he just felt waver and eroded by pain. A newly developed heart somehow feels very sick. There was no reason yet something that was so painful and hit his heart as if unwilling to leave tonight. The crystal thread in the corner of his eye also slid just like that without being able to be weaved again.
Her crying began to break out filled her room. The sobbing was so bitterly felt by the fig. With sobbing ara trying to hold back her increasingly loud cries so as not to be grieved by her mother.
“What happened...? Why does this heart hurt...? Why did these tears come down and refused to stop.?”
many questions in the heart of the fig.
“God...! What's wrong with me..? What's with all this God.!”
“I believe something happened whatever it was..! I just want you to show me everything God.!”
The murmur was in his mind convincing himself.
The late night strengthens the heart of a girl who is tormented with her feelings. A soul full of question marks must remain strong to meet the sun tomorrow.
Before closing her eyes, Ara took her mobile phone located at the bedside table. Viewed and opened one by one all his messaging and social media accounts. What was sought was not found. I don't know why just a message does not exist, let alone a phone to ask for news.
It feels even more hurt if he continues to see a cellphone that displays a picture of his puja man. As if tired of crying closed the phone and put it near the pillow.
The sleepiness that began to come made the ara who had been tired of crying finally fall asleep in his dream.
“The next day ......!”
The routine returned as usual. Like any sense of shame does not reduce attitude and professionalism in work.
Ara stepped forward the next time to her room. Before he arrived at his desk somehow ara stopped her footsteps on the nita table.
With his hands and mind full of suspicion ara stood right near the desk nita. I don't know what's currently filling his mind that surely his heart feels there's something he needs to know.
The owner of the table was not in his place.
“Where's nita..? Tumben's not on his desk..! Mumbles ara in his heart.
When his footsteps were right in front of the nita work desk. Suddenly heard the sound of incoming message notification on nita's mobile phone. Not intentionally and not mean sassy ara glance through the tail of his eyes bring no incoming message.
“Mas B..? Who is B..?”
questions that fall in the mind of Ara.
Just contact makes his heart beat faster. What he had been thinking was really happening.
Without permission and without the consent of the owner. Ara took a mobile phone nita who is now in her hands.
From the message notification that looks like a message that is so attentive is clearly visible revealed by the sender. It made his heart ache to imagine the no-no.
Then put it back in its place before the owner came.
Arapun again stepped his feet towards his desk and thought of a way to find out who the person stored in the contact belonging to nita.
“I need to know now..! Who is that guy..? Is he the baby..? “ tanya that comes to mind ara.
“Ra.ara..! Call lovi who is standing in front of her work desk.”
“Hhmm..! Why..? Answer anya in short.
“Ikhhh...! Why sih..? Very short answer..! This luwh photos of our new project created office design will be on nita..! Mintain donk please..! Move to hp you trus km who edit-edit yes..! The concept is that you know all..!” Lovi's reply at length explained his point.
As if this was God's gift and a golden opportunity for him to find out the truth.
“Okey lovi darling..! Ready to do the job..! Answer the fig with her 45 spirit.
“Idih strange dehh..! It was the malesan ehh now the spirit of the real..! There must be something yes..! Search lovi who saw the change of ara.”
“Udah do not guess much simalakama fruit..! Ntar ak storyain..! Now don't be noisy..! Pinta ara to lovi.”
“Yes I've returned to my desk..! Just be careful if you have a story..! Threaten lovi to her best friend it.”
“Iyeee noisy...! Answer ara while letting lovi pass his shirt.”
Arapun not wasting his time anymore. He immediately got up from his chair and walked towards nita's desk. He saw that Nita was busy with stacked files and computers that he kept staring at.
“In the heart of this is his chance to be able to freely see the mobile phone nita and resolve the curiosity and many questions on his mind.! Inner ara”
“Nit..! Maap disturb..! I want to ask for the file on your phone for the project I have to complete donk..! You archive everything on your phone..! Pinta ara to nita with face as usual as possible.”
“You search for yourself yes ra..! This phone is in the file..! You just send it to your phone..! I've been doing this report a lot..! Answer nita while thrusting her phone to ara.”
“Iya..! Answer ara by receiving phone nita.”
Immediately ara send the required files to his mobile phone. Before returning it to its owner. With a flash of lightning just look at the history of the message belonging to nita.
How touched his heart when he knew who the profile photo in the contact stored by nita.
And the more trembling his heart when reading the contents of the message inside. It really made his heart like it was struck by lightning. His legs also felt weak when he knew what relationship between nita and the pujaan heart baby who is also called nita with the mas.
Really all this is very clear answer what has been a fig question.
Painful but even more painful if your own best friend did this to you.
Betrayal may be forgiven or even forgotten. But if it's your own sabahat what it means you in the eyes they're just toys.
With a heavy heart and as much as possible to hold back his cries. Ara still trying to show what did not happen while still in front of nita. In front of the guy who stabbed you. It hurts you that you didn't expect.
“Udah nit..! Yes make..! Returned the phone.
“Iya ra..! Okay..! Reply to Nita by turning a smile at ara.
“I went back to my shirt first yes..! With a step that still must be strong ara passed from the table nita to his desk.”
It is heavy of his heart. This is really sick.
Your best friend and your boyfriend are playing behind your back. Even when he blocks your number, your heart can still be attentive with your best friend. And when there is no you beside him, at that time also your best friend replaces your presence.
What all this is, what all this is not so painful. What do you mean if they can play behind you like you're stupid and don't know anything.
It hurts ara all this. Her tears dripped along with this pain.
Either surprise or the truth, what else he will know. To make her heart accept all this.
\~ sorry if up his lama🙏\~
Thank you for always being with us..🌺
I am looking forward to your arrival at the moment of the ''️
