The Love Story of Citra

The Love Story of Citra
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The afternoon came, time to go home. However, I was still sitting pensively at the work desk thinking about Mr. Yogi's words earlier this afternoon.


"Hopefully it didn't happen, because I really loved bang Eril," I said softly.


"Day!"


"Ohhhhkk!" I screamed when someone hit the table until I jumped.


"Tente, the whole thing is so," chuckled Flo who looked at my face.


I was so upset that I pulled the hijab, and it came off. My eyes glanced at Flo's neck, there were a lot of red marks there.


"Flo, is that a red sign?" I asked while pointing towards his neck. He quickly put his hijab back on.


"Euum, it's nothing" she replied very nervously and suspiciously, because I knew she didn't have a boyfriend or a target man.


"Oh, I go home first" I said as I hurried out of the kitchen.


I walked over with a restless heart, when I saw the red mark on Flo's neck earlier. I don't know why I started suspecting him.


'Don't come again, it's been in the same position of friends and this is the same nephew. It would be crazy of me if that happened, ' my inner self.


"Partner!"


I immediately turned and smiled seeing my dear boyfriend in front of me, I very quickly ran up to him.


"How long, waiting?" ask me very gently.


"Not yet, just now," he answered while stroking my hijab.


Somehow when bang Eril said he had just arrived, I immediately remembered that Flo had also just arrived.


"Kok just shut up, let's go home" he said, pinching my nose.


"Yes." Yeah." I immediately rushed up to the top of the motorbike, and Bang Eril started driving slowly.


"Darling, we'll stop. Yea?" bang Eril asked as we were on the street.


"For what?" askaku.


"There, something." The man immediately drove the motor to a fairly quiet road, because there would be no people passing by there.


I felt very uneasy, because he took me to a very quiet place and away from the crowd.


'Hopefully he doesn't mess around, ' my mind is praying. So that nothing bad will happen later.


After reaching the old hut, Bang Eril took me inside. I was so scared that a dirty mind came straight to me.


"Bang Eril, what are we going in for?" ask me with a heart that shakes violently.


"Sit here." The man patted me so I could sit there. However, I chose to sit next to him.


"Sit here, let it taste better" said Bang Eril lustfully. Although I have no experience but, I know what a passionate man looks like.


"Bang Eril, we're going home right now!" I asked the man beside me.


"Eh, home? Kiss first," said Bang Eril very much as he approached me, and I immediately moved away.


"Don't Bang!" I shouted while running away from him. However, my feet stumbled and fell.


"My dear!" The man helped me get up and took me to the bench.


"Bang Eril, don't make anything" I said as I stared at his face from a very close distance.


The man smiled and instantly devoured my lips, I strongly encouraged him to let our kiss slip.


I love the first kiss that was forcibly taken by the girlfriend I love.


"Evil!" I ran outside crying, and she chased after me.


"Darling, Wait!"


I sobbed while walking very hard, and Bang Eril chased on his motorbike. Until he blocked my path.


"Big evil, to snatch my first kiss!" I shouted while beating his arm tightly.


"I'm sorry" she said very gently, and I calmed down and stopped crying.


"Don't repeat, because my sister loves you so much" I said, looking at Bang Erli's face.


"Yes, now go up and we go home." The man pulled my hand up on his motorbike, then he slowly drove the motor to my house.


After arriving, I immediately rushed down and went inside without saying anything.


I heard the sound of the motor was away from the house, then I went into the room.


"How's this? I've done that" I said softly.


I remembered Yogi's words earlier this afternoon, so my crying broke again.


'I love him so much, may he not just leave me, ' my inner self while praying. So that Bang Eril does not double or cheat.


My little brain couldn't think about it, so I fell asleep very well.


The night arrived ...


"Son, wake up late."


I woke up and opened my eyes, and my mother was stroking my head, which was still wearing a hijab.


"What time is it, Mom?" I asked with a hoarse voice typical of new people waking up.


"It's 18:00 Wib, soon Azan Magrib loh," replied the mother as she hurried away from the room.


I got up and rushed into the bathroom to clean myself up.


After I finished the bath, I felt like my lips had been very dry since the incident. My tears flowed without my permission.


"After this, I'll hold Eril's bang in charge!" I rushed out of the bathroom.


I put on my pajamas and combed my hair, then put my body back to sleep while waiting for Azan Magrib. My phone vibrated with a message coming in from Wiwit.


📥Wiwit.


(Partner, tomorrow I'll have a prayer operation. Yeah, just to make me safe.)


As my tears flowed, I read a message from Wiwit because he had been in the hospital for two weeks, and he had surgery tomorrow.


"Oh Allah, save Wiwit." I heard Azan's voice and hurried to ablution, after which I immediately performed the prayer.


After the completion of the prayer, I prayed that Wiwit would be safe during the operation tomorrow and I would also come with him.


📤I.


(Wit, tomorrow I'll come.)


After sending a message, I went out of the room to approach my parents, and saw them in the living room.


"Mom, Mommy." I sat in the midst of them to get complete affection.


"Sister, what's wrong?" ask the father while stroking my hair gently.


"There must be something" continued the mother who already knew that I had other intentions.


"Yes," my cake while staring at the faces of my mother and father in turn.


"Actually, tomorrow Wiwit operation and Citra want to see it," I said very softly, given the circumstances of my best friend.


"Go away, the most important thing is your job in staying first." I kissed my mother very gently, then rushed away from there.


I walked towards the kitchen, because hunger was tormenting me so much right now. I didn't wait for long to eat like a starving market thug.


"Geez, this is delicious," I said while continuing to eat grilled fish and sambal eyes mixed with sweet soy sauce.


Seriate.