The Love of the Former

DCSM chapter 36

Flashback at Mas Pri's.

"You're Arsita's name? hotel staff, right?"

The voice of a woman surprised both of us, making us look in unison and see a figure standing with one hand on the waist.

"Bak, what the hell!! that's so fucking it."

Mas Pri stared intently at the older brother who was still standing haughtily in his place.

"What's wrong? all is right. Why be angry if it is so." His words were still staring cynically.

"I'm not a hotel official. But at his restaurant. Different hotel with restaurant employees." Obviously slowly

"Huhhuh, it's the same. The boss is the same, right? the point is the same, you also indirectly become a hotel worker. Eat the ill-gotten money." The next thing surprised me.

"Mama!!"

"You dare fight me over this hotel chick, Pri?. Look, ever since you know a girl this is not really your attitude now rude."

"And you. Don't think you can fool me. While I'm here, don't expect you to go far with Pri. He still stinks and don't get damaged just because of you." Show it to me while I'm off.

I fell silent, trying to digest what I just heard with my ears straight away. What he said was not wrong. However, we also cannot make conclusions and interpret everything according to our own perspective.

"Sita." Mas Pri approached me and sat down next to me.

"I'm not pa kok Mas. After all, what your mother said is true." I tried to smile between the rumblings in my heart.

Haram Money

My understanding of it was minimal.I only knew how to make money by working hard. But I never thought about the pace of money I received so far.

If I have to think about it, everything is illegal. Even the hotel employees shop at stalls, shops, self-service and also take transportation with the results of their salaries. Then, who receives change with the money is not the same?.

It shouldn't be measured like that, right? haram and Halal are the Powerful right to determine.

I try to stay calm. Mas Pri himself seemed to be confused to determine his attitude.

At one o'clock in the afternoon I finally decided to go home. Mas Pri offered to take me. But I immediately rejected it. On a city bus, I returned to my birthplace. A place where I can smile with my parents and my two sisters.

Off Flashback.

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I smiled bitterly back in my memory. Everything is still vividly remembered in my memory.

One of the things that made me feel at that time. Not only that, there are many more things that make it impossible for Pri and I to be together.

"You're daydreaming all the time. What was? want to tell me?" Mas Dian suddenly came patting me on the shoulder slowly.

"A little mind. It should no longer be a burden on my mind. Just remember the time that's past."

"Do what you remember if you only make wounds. You better take your time for more important things than that."

I'm nodding. What Dian said is true.

It's all over, isn't it? why does my heart still seem to deny it.