
Suzana Miller, all of a sudden that name has my forehead. Her gentle figure I often equate with the figure of a royal noble of England, Diana Frances Spencer. Her pretty, blue eyes, blonde hair, even her skin, all look pretty much the same. And what I like the most is the way he smiles, whether because of the custom of Europeans like that or indeed his style, Suzana always covers her lips with anything when she is smiling, she said, my favorite is when she closes her smile with that blond strand of hair.
Deep in my heart, wishing that all the goodness and blessings of God would always flow for Suzana, we had only met twice, but it was enough for me to come to the conclusion that she was a super good woman.
On my way to Hani's house that time, I was hoping to be able to kiss her hand again.
How old are you now, Mom ?
Still warm caresses her hand on my shoulder as I leave after driving Hani to her house, "Jaga Shasa, yes ! I believe you're a good boy." the message at the time.
Sorry, Mom ! I failed to keep Hani, I even harmed her with my ego.
After a long taxi ride, I and the three Hani disciples finally reached the gate of a magnificent mansion. The barrier of the grounds looks more like a fortress than a fence. But baby, everything seems like a lack of care. Even his security post was left covered in dust.
A house that big does not use the services of a security guard, strange enough, it feels like it is inviting crime. But when the gate was opened, it wasn't strange anymore. The existence of dozens of CCTV cameras in almost all corners of the home yard explains everything.
The style of the mansion building seemed outdated, even the blue color on some parts of the outer wall seemed to start fading. Looks like Mr. Johny and Ms. Suzana are never here again. Hani really did leave them alone.
"Is this the house or the Fortress ?" my chirps relaxed as we entered the mansion.
The three young girls were staring at me, Cindi looked strangely smiling. It seemed to be keeping something in their hearts, a surprise that they had prepared beforehand.
"It's !" Cindi throws a broom with a very long stalk. I took the broom with one hand. "Bang Vinnie cleaned the whole wall and the plavon of this house everything ! From the first floor to the third, obviously ?" he continued unanimously.
"Cock me ? I'm a guest here."
"If it's a guest, it's on the veranda, Bang !" continued Farah, her voice was no less round.
"This house does not accept male guests ! Understand ?" The geeky Fatimah followed ferociously.
Apparently this is the reason why they giggled while in the taxi. They welcome me with roque work ! You little geezers !
"The floor leave it to us. But tomorrow, we're going to sleep. Cavek ! Tha tha Babang Vinnie !!"
They passed to their rooms, "Fat !" shout Cindi.
Fatimah turned to Cindi with a sour face, her eyes almost unable to open. Not to mention the path that has been like Billy when he was mabok.
"Sleep with me, in my room !" continued Cindi. He glanced at me for a moment, then threw a smile.
"Here alone, in Shasa's room." replied Fatimah. Making Cindi growled, then walked up to her best friend with quick steps. They whispered, I don't know what they whispered.
After that they walked towards the room that Cindi recognized as her room, they entered, then locked the room from the inside.
Hmmm ... Hani's room.
I walked up to the room, imagining Hani lying in the room, then: "Skeleton." said the door handle.
Apparently the room was unlocked, there was a strange murmur tickling my conscious. There is an intention to enter the room, just to ascertain whether there are still memories of me in his life.
You better not come in. It's Hani's privacy, something I shouldn't have.
Concern makes me doubt, standing in front of the door of his room alone has made my chest tremble. Is there still a taste bud in his room ? The question came back to cover my head. Makes my legs lift back up.
No ! No matter how great his memories of me were, still the act of entering this room was a mistake.
My feet returned to the floor perfectly. I have to be self-conscious, Hani is not single, there is another man in her heart. It's possible that their relationship has been 'away'. And I don't want to burden Hani with too many options, given her messy health.
I'm just gonna go. Stalling him at the top of Rinjani was my biggest mistake.
I turned my body back, and I pulled the door shut to close it again.
Why did he say "i love you" to me ? Doesn't that mean Hani wants me ? Or am I reading the wrong lips ?
I really became the most bloon person in the world. To think the thoughts of others is futility. And always so, my intelligence is destroyed when it comes to Hani. Looks like he's a cancer that's eating away at the nutrients of every cell in my head.
But wait, the cake I didn't get it ! Hani was always my reason for fighting.
Means Hani is not the source of my brain chaos, but this feeling in the chest is the problem ! Vaaah ... Fucked up like this.
Vin ! You can't fall in love ! Because love is a mirage that will surely disappear in time.
If anyone records, continue to upload to yout*be, the business address ! Time artist clean people's house ! Ckckckckck.
"Drrrrt .. drrrrt .. drrrrrrt" The gadget in my pocket trembled, longing to be touched.
Bramanty. Tumben nowel my number !
"Hallo, Bram !"
"You, Vin ! Everything was destroyed." Bramantyo's voice was laden with emotion. It even sounds like a fuss. I've never heard him sound like that.
"Look down, Man !"
"How can we relax if we're broken like this !"
"What's broken, Bram ?"
"We, Vin ! We're ruined !... uhuk ... uhuks. .. our management is a mess." Bramantyo's voice choking on the side of the sound, sounded like he was in a state of flutter. A little adrenaline boost to my tub.
"Collapse, how ?"
"Mario, Vin ! He took all our money. Check our management account ! Zerro, Bro ! Our history is gone."
"Can I ?"
"Yes can ! Actually is. The management office was ransacked, all his valuables were taken away. And the worst is the 'disk' video storage lo who is ready to upload this period forward is also taken away."
"Including the Rinjani ?"
"Yes, Vin ! Also reckless action lo nyelametin cewe in Surabaya."
Degghc ....
That's worth billions of dollars ! The two videos I made with life stakes, the artistic value must be very high.
"Vin .. hallow, Vinne ... hello !"
Why keep this up ? Everything about my relationship with Hani always brings hardship. Is ....
"Hello Vin .. are you there ?"
... This is a warning from God, that we should stay away from each other. Will it be like this forever ? I had to let go of my only source of happiness so we wouldn't hurt each other. What kind of test is this ?
"Vinnie ? Answer me dong !"
"Yes, Bram !" i stammered.
"What about the fate of the kiya management team, Vin ?"
"Wait to go back to Jakarta."
"When ?"
"Wait a minute, Bram ! Certainly not anytime soon. There's still a problem I have to settle here."
"Don't take too long, Vin ! I also have to pay for my baby."
"Yes, Bram ! As soon as."
"Jude, then. If I see Mario, I'll give him."
"Kleg" connection disconnected.
I'm broke ! My hard-earned money was wiped out with the escape of Mario, my management treasurer. Only 'rattles' left in my personal account. Not much at all, because most have been pulled to finance Hani's treatment.
No longer do I continue my cleaning activities, other than lemes due to a little shock, I also have to prove the truth of the news that I just heard from the head of operations of the management office keartisanku-Bramantyo Airlangga.
And sure enough, I'm broke.