The Love of Azzalea
Chapters 11. The Thugs Repented
That morning, it was Azzalea's 25th birthday. A yellow glow from the east emitted a yellow aura.
White hands, watering ornamental plants, which are blooming, in the yard of the house. A cat, running scared, was hit by splashes of water.
Sorry, don't see, you're there.
The woman, staring at the white spoiled animal, was full of regret. A pair of yellowish eyes, looking at the pretty face in the distance.
That girl, not intentionally. A mosquito passed in front of the cat.
A loving gaze, changing the mood of the animal that was upset, returned to how it was.
That's dong! Caterpillars propagate in the foliage, praising the tame animal.
The HRV car is black, stopping right in front of the house. Two beautiful girls appeared there.
"Rainaa!....Neysaaa!..."
Shouted Azzalea jumping in excitement, like a child just getting a toy.
"Millionaire...."
Two women in casual clothes, in unison replied. The girl with the water hose in hand, felt a warmth radiate to her heart. Touched.
Although no family remembers him, the two friends, like his brother, have always been his lonely healers.
"Believe it!....Today we have lunch together. Two weeks ago, you promised to buy us lunch."
Raina made a sound, winking one eye, at the girl beside her.
"Yes. I promise, no!"
Neysa who usually does not talk much, this time he joined acting.
"Wait a minute."
The girl with long hair tied back, walked quickly towards the toilet. Dresses and bathrobes are matching colors, in the hands.
"If we take Azka. How do you think?"
Tetiba, a crazy idea pops into the head, curly haired girl. Neysa, silent for a moment, thought of Araina's plan.
"May, but it must be set like a coincidence. Let Azza, no offense."
"Berez. That's mah, easy."
Tight fingers, pressing a number on the screen.
Thankfully, yesterday was a phone number.
"Raina. What's up?"
The voice of the man across, answering the call. His tone was implied by curiosity.
The girl made thin ups, telling her the plan, in a slow voice. In order not to be heard by the owner of the house, when it suddenly appears, in front of him.
"What time?"
The man on the other side, asked before Araina, hung up on her.He heard the grendel sound of the toilet door opening.
"Hour 11, yes!"
The girl immediately hung up the phone, just as Azzalea, appeared at the door. A white towel wrapped around her wet hair.
"Long bathing, Azza." Araina covered her nervousness.
"Gue guys, shampooing. Sorry yes." Azzalea put on a hardened face.
"Touch up yeah, Azza." Neysa teases her best friend.
His words were answered with a smile, by the girl who was sorting out the clothes.
On the golf course, Azka has just finished the game at last.The athletic body, drenched by sweaty circles, blends with the morning sun.
The colored hat was in line with his shoes, covering part of his handsome face.
The man grabbed his gawai, his thumb pressing one of the numbers there.
"Yes, Azka. I'm playing with cats."
".........."
"Would you meet me, with a little angel?"
For a moment, there was no answer across. The man with the sports stellan, held a sly smile on his lips.
"Hour 10. Pick me up at the apartment!"
The yellow-skinned young man, continued. Not waiting for a response from Krishna, immediately closed the call.
"Look, black! Boss, always as you like. Interrupting our play schedule."
The arab man, grumbling.
His hands gently stroked the black cat's head.
Working with people, that's how it is. Black tried to be wise.
The white cat jumped into Krishna's arms. Closing chest field. The black cat moved away. The promised time is over.
"Sweety. The more days, the more beautiful you are."
Praise the man, while tightly hugging the white-colored animal. The cat's hand, touching the face of the man who hugged her.
"Mmmuachh... We will play again. Sister Krishna, go first."
The man in the white shirt took off his cat. The animals looked at him. As if you want to stay longer.
Looking for sister-in-law, for us. A gray cat comforted him.
The white animal twists its eyes, accepting with sincerity, the dissatisfaction that afflicts it.
Krishna hurried to clean up. He had to leave thirty minutes earlier, if he did not want to be stuck in traffic.
***
At the end of the road near the watermelon green painted house. Not far from the Azzalea house. A man wearing a leather jacket, black. Sitting on his motorbike.
"Bosses. That girl, go with her friend."
The man was cheating on someone. Ask for directions to the man on the phone.
"There must be a way. Keep following." The man across is encouraging.
Man with black helmet, nodding head.
Actually I don't have the heart, euy. That girl is so cute.
Cactus smiled, looking at the dangdut-hearted thug before him.
The man with black eyes, staring at the yellow house, at the end of the block. HRV started to drive away from the complex. Blue racing motor, moving tailing.
"Neng, wake!"
The sound of Bik Imah was camping in the ears, the girl who was sound asleep, wrapped in a thick blanket. The girl's body did not move.
"Neng Nisa, wake up!" The woman's voice, rising by an octave.
"Mmmm..still sleepy, Bik."
The girl, just slept at 2 p.m., in a wine-scented outfit. I hope it gets attention. But Azka, act indifferent.
Anissa, an orphan, was raised by Azka's grandfather. So that his grandson has friends, play together.
Age, changing the orientation of the girl. He held a hope, to Azka. Wanna have it.
For some men, it is difficult to move on just any woman. Azka, one of them. The memories of his past, made his heart difficult to tame.
The woman, took some clothes strewn across the floor. Leaving Anissa asleep in bed.
***
Krisna arrived at the main lobby of the apartment. Azka took a seat in the front seat. The handsome man, wearing a brown t-shirt and blue jeans. Face expression, happy looking.
"Where, Bro?"
The man behind the wheel, looked at the man to his left.
"Casablanca."
"Well?" Pursue the man in the blue shirt.
"Meet little angel. Loe likes?" Azka toying with her best friend.
"Serious cave!" Chris began to get emotional.
"Serious man. Loe thought, I was kidding?" Azka won't lose.
Whoa, aja! His watch reminds me of the man who was driving.
"Loe, clear. Let me, get it. What's the show?" Krishna was curious.
The man beside him chuckled, with his right hand touching his best friend's left shoulder.
"Azzalea, birthday. Raina, ask me to follow. Unbeknownst to the one who had the show."
"Surprise, you mean?"
"Rather precisely, designed like a coincidence."
Azka explained, there was a feeling of dissatisfaction, in her heart. He, intended to give a special gift to the woman who had captured his heart.
"Continue, you mean?" Krishna still doesn't understand.
"Azzalea, not comfortable, his birthday was attended by others. So we were there, just happened to be in the same place.
The young man explained, there was a sense of pain, radiating throughout the joint. Stabbed into his heart.
"Patience, Bro. Azza, the girl who needs special treatment."
"Gue tau."
Three beautiful virgins, in a Japanese restaurant. Seating, capacity six.
"Not great, his desk?"
Azzalea asked Raina, who first proposed.
"Wildly broad."
Answer the girl. A smile of mystery expands on her sweet face.
A girl in uniform, approaching. Giving two black menu books, to three girls who looked the same age.
"Eat as much. This time, I'll deal."
The long haired girl spoke, while moving from her seat.
"Gue to the toilet first."
He stepped away. Two girls who stayed, close themselves up. Whispering throws an idea at each other.
A man slipped away, following the direction, the woman in yellow clothes disappeared. Those long legs, walking with half confidence.
I really don't have the heart! But I also need money.
Bro, you have a kid too. Karma still happens. Jacket interrupts.
Doubt, making both his legs go back and forth. With hands choking, and teeth biting thumbs.
"Will you go to the toilet?"
The soft voice of a woman, stopped her steps. His eyes widened, seeing the girl he was after standing before him.
" Ac..ehm." The man stamped.
"Father of the road go on, there's an intersection, turn left. There'll be a reading, men's room."
Azzalea, continued. While the tattooed man, was amazed by the beauty, the girl in front of him.
Duh Gusti's.....Ayunee, iki boy.
"I'm staying sir!"
Azzelea hurried to leave him. The man stared at him.
Look for a halal job. Mumpung is still healthy. Her tattoo was advised.
Bener. As long as you try, the sustenance is always there. His jaw is talking.
"Boss, I'll give you my money back!"
Said the man, as his call connected, to the man in the distance.
"You mean?"
"Gue gave me the money back. Our partnership is cancelled."
The man repeated his explanation. Then hang up the phone.
Braaac
He threw a phone in his hand. Iphone with the latest edition, scattered, on the floor.
Shit man!....
I guess I have to do it myself.
