The Love Story of Citra

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My heart was touched when I saw our hilarious Poto, it felt like I wanted to continue with him. However, I also remember that Flo would always cause trouble and envy me.

I don't know what made him jealous of me. In fact, he's more than me. White-skinned, pretty-faced, while I? It's nothing compared to him.

I also took the Poto while shedding tears, not because I was sad to remember the good times with Mr. Yogi. But, because the smell of my fart has not gone away.

"It's a shame, Mr. Yogi said that I didn't eat the carcass earlier" I muttered as I walked inside.

Arriving inside, I approached my uncle and sat down beside him.

"Uncle, tomorrow Citra will return to Indonesia, because there is a little problem," I said with a clean sheet.

It looked like the man was sad, because he hoped that I would stay with him for a long time. But, I can't, because my country is Indonesian.

"Alright, if that's what's best for you," replied Uncle softly.

I smiled and kissed his hand, because he was like my father in Indonesia.

"Let's tell your aunt you'll be back tomorrow" said Uncle.

I know he's sad. But, he didn't want to show me that, making me heavy-hearted to leave him.

"Okay Uncle, then Citra enter the room first." I rushed out of there too.

I walked slowly to my room and put my body to sleep, then I got up and cleaned up my things.

It is sad to have to return to Indonesia, honestly I still can not forget the betrayal of Flo and bang Eril.

"Have it, I can't continue to dissolve in the past either. Now I have to walk in my future with Mr. Yogi" I said earnestly.

After finishing packing, I immediately put my body to sleep because tomorrow I will go with a fairly long trip.

The next day ...

After I finished my Fajr prayer, I went outside the room carrying a bag of my clothes, to the living room. Because I want to say goodbye to Uncle Sam and Aunt Dilla.

I walked towards the kitchen, because Aunt Dilla was there preparing breakfast. I kissed her cheek gently.

"Partra, just ngagetin," he said softly.

I laughed, and hugged her, because I was just here. But, must immediately return to Indonesia, because it wants to continue my relationship and Mr. Yogi to a serious level.

"Euum, auntie listen. You want to go home, right?" auntie Dilla asked very softly.

I nodded my head, and it seemed that she was very sad because I was going back to Indonesia so soon. Although he did not say that, it could still be read from the look on his face.

"But, Auntie, take it easy! The image will come here often" I said softly.

Aunt Dilla smiled and kissed the top of my head, because she was happy to hear that I would visit often.

"Auntie will also often go there, visit Indonesia and walk with you," said Bibi Dilla softly.

I smiled, happy to meet him who was so good to me. He loves me like his own son.

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