The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapters 113. The missed hug
Chapters 113.The missed hug
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"The tale of fate seems to be on no one's side, it just runs and grinds out the slow-acting!"
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Wisang and Abhimanyu cars apparently arrived simultaneously. In the same second, they went down together. Abhimanyu and Dhira thought they had gone home. Wherever they could be for that long, many questions popped up in their minds.
Sekar being the most heartless human being, he felt beyond his limits as a babu. He really doesn't play.
"Bu Dhira I'm sorry, that was..." Sekar was really not feeling good about his good boss. His face was already very frightened and showed a look of arrogance.
"It's nothing!" Dhira already knew that his assistant was feeling bad.
"You're the son of a man so scared!" Abhimanyu raised his face to Wisang.
"Your mouth, her body is still healthy so, you are yes.Have a very lemes mouth!" sergeant Wisang.
"Already! even in the storm. Open the door now!" Dhira was dizzy with the commotion of the two men there.
With a bag of his groceries, Sekar headed for the side door. He's not happy with Dhira.
If he knew if Dhira had time to return the road because he did not get the door, he would not even have face to face with Dhira. More precisely he would clearly be angry to Wisang who had lied to him.
"By the Mas Wisang, there are a lot of mosquitoes!" said Dhira welcome to enter the mini living room next to his ruko.
" Why is he the Dhir who was told to come in, I didn't you ask?" fussy and fussy, Abhimanyu's trivial case appealed against Dhira.
Dhira resigned, why did the dashing man become so fleshy in such a short period of time.
"Geez, you're a real no-one my ally now Bim. I really need my dana like this!" Wisang shook his head looking at his spoiled best friend to Dhira.
"I'm disgusted to see it!" tukas Wisang to Abhimanyu.
The two of them sat on the sofa in a slightly far-flung position. Maybe I am changing clothes now. Since entering, the girl is now invisible.
"I'll change clothes, you'll be so hot!" Dhira. Leave two humans who throw a lookout at each other there.
"Lu don't fuck any kid without a clear status damn it!!!. Remember my message, he's already in the same family as my future wife!"
"If there's anything, you're done with me!"
"Who did you say has no clear status? L'm?" Show the wedge to himself.
" CK, Belagu very, very eager to marry. Wrong marriage, you married first!" said Wisang chuckled.
"Your eyes Wis!" Abhimanyu threw a pillow on Wisang's face. They both broke down.
"Wait for the right moment, I think I'm going to make a dawn raid!" Wisang.
"It's crazy right now Wis, you were the most irritating talk between the three of us!" tukas Abhimanyu lit a cigarette.
"She's diem, well if I'm diem so what. One consonant one vowel dong!, I deliberately guerrilla. Let him be curious about my strength later" said Wisang jumawa.
Abhimanyu just sneered, he flicked his lips in response to Wisang who looks stupid when in love.
" When is your marriage?" ask Wisang back.
"New file, poke the latest by the end of this month!" answer Abhimanyu.
"Thira's mother who counts weton-weton-so, must be on a good day he said. I'm just following you!" sahut Abhimanyu.
"Are there really that?"
"Don't know, I'm good about Wis. The old man needs to be followed once in a while, considering that his attitude of wanting to be acknowledged is worthy of our respect!"
Wisang only beards, do not understand the bureaucracy and so forth.
Their conversation came to a halt as Sekar came carrying two cups of coffee. " This is the coffee!" said Sekar when serving coffee to Abhimanyu politely. But he did not say a word while serving coffee to Wisang.
Just as he exhaled, it seemed that he and Dhira were facing the same two men. Equally fussy.
The pair of eyes that followed Sekar and Wisang stopped in front of Ruko. The dark atmosphere and night time, made him less visible when watching the residents of Isun Kitchen. A moment later the man drove forward his car with a grin on his lips.
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Sunday morning Dhira didn't open the ruko. Until now he wants to apply the rule so that Shinta and Sekar can have a day off" I want to go to mother's house, the clothes have been milled. Would you like to sunbathe, right?" Dhira said as he was preparing to go to Bu Kartika's house.
"Ready Ma'am!"
"Emm, but if you want to go the same way, Wisang is also not what!" Dhira gave a small laugh, he teased Sekar.
Just being embarrassed.
"Sir Abhimanyu said he was a good man. He's a grown man . Good if you want, he can definitely snack!" Dhira.
Sekar stunned, he had rarely been close to a friend. It was common for him to break his own persolan. But Dhira is an extraordinary woman he thought, in addition to the good woman in front of him was transformed like a mother to him. Just shed her tears. He misses his mother.
"I'm sorry Mom, I'm not going out again without Ms. Dhira's permission. I'm..."
"Well, are you crying?" Dhira.
"I'm not angry with you. I'm okay, yesterday I was invited back to his place, Mr. Abhimanyu. Don't feel bad about me. Now, we are both women. If there's something you want to share with me or Shinta, you tell me. I told you I considered you a brother. I was once in your position, not having anyone to just tell a story!" Dhira also dissolves in the nuances of haru.
He remembers living a life like hell with Indra, with the position still in his mother's silence.
"You can think of me as your brother!" Dhira hugged Sekar, rubbed his back.
Sekar felt the warmth running through his body when Dhira hugged him. A mother's embrace she missed.
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"You didn't get out of the bus? tumbens?" this was her first time, after a long time Dhira did not chat with Bastian.
" No, males!" Bastian that morning only wore navy shorts and t-shirts. It still looks handsome even if only with a dress dress.
"Raka hasn't come back yet?"
"Obinary afternoon!" answer Dhira.
"I salute Raka Kak. It can be time for you . That would be his real person!" bastian hatch.
"Amin, brother often pity Bas is actually the same as him. Never been happy until now!" Dhira looked up, he remembered the flash of his past.
"Wouldn't you be the director's wife soon, about that little pleasure mah!" Bastian chuckles.
"Why do you think that?" Dhira pouted, really he married Abhimanyu not the thing he was in. But more to the attention and attitude of the real man that the man gave. Although he did not deny, if Abhimanyu did look very authoritative with his status as Director.
"Smoke!" sahut Bastian laughing.
They were both silent with equally glaring views. " You don't want to tell your sister?" Dhira knew that his sister was in a state of confusion.
Bastian was silent, so far he never shared his story with Andhira. How to share, so far Dhira is also shackled by strange problems.
"Well, what's the matter?"
"Well, why go back. Your face cannot lie. You clearly exist now. Let's tell brother. Who knows, could help. You keep helping brother"
Bastian was still stunned, he was not sure he would tell this to his brother. She's ashamed.
"So I'm soon to be a wife again Bas. It will rarely be able to talk like this with you. Brother also wants you to immediately follow your soul mate. Living happily with children, seeing our parents happy with their grandchildren. That's one of Bas's dreams. If you were alive, he would have told you this too!"
Serious talks between the two brothers were intertwined. Bastian likes Rania. But he's a mindblower about his status. He abandoned his intention to tell Dhira. Not yet the time to think.
But not yet Bastian answered Dhira, heard a voice from a familiar bengal boy in Bastian's ear.
"Omm!!!"
"Jodhiii!!!!"
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