The Love Story of Single Parents

The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapters 211. One step closer



Chapters 211. One step closer


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" Everyone is born with their own apocalypse!"


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With the mind filled with question marks that revolve continuously, disturbing and disturbing. Abhimanyu tried to remain calm. Bastian's brother-in-law was not a snot man, he could clearly distinguish the things presented in front of his sight.


" Isn't he the same...?" Wisang was confused as well, the room with a decent level of crowd that morning, obviously making Bastian not too able to see the existence of Abhimanyu and friends.


" I don't know, justin. He's taking care of Isun's kitchen. Much must he do, he's my wife's sister. I believe in him!" sahut Abhimanyu. He tried to calm himself.


Making the two men in front of Abhimanyu just nod in agreement.


" Well, how?" Ask Danan.


" How is what?" Wisang.


" How is what?" Abhimanyu.


The two married men answered compactly. A second later, Danan stared at them as he snorted.


" Fuck you guys, so from now on I'm not talking about it !"


Wisang and Abhimanyu chuckled. Since when Danan who is serious, now even become an impatient man.


" The standard for him can be approached in the norm that applies, four months bonus ten days!" said Danan while looking at his two friends in turn.


" What does it mean to try?" abhimanyu.


" Everything's gonna mumble in time, right?" Wisang raised his eyebrows teasing Danan.


" Your eyes Wis!!!" dengus Danan's. Making his two best friends laugh.


" My advice you must be patient. And you also have to be willing to share a place, share something anyway, same someone whose body is not in this world!" abhimanyu said while showing a serious face.


" When you meet, hold it you have a bacot. I'm not sure if you've never bored the Shinta!" Wisang skinned Danan with his suspicious gaze.


" Alah kayak you not a hobby nyosor aja Wis!!! You're worse, exhausted in the thud people still have nyosor lu!" danan grunts while remembering those who saved Sekar.


Abhimanyu chuckled, he did not understand what happened a few months ago. While Wisang behaves B only.


After chatting with ngalor ngidul (here and there) long enough, Abhimanyu condoned the meeting.


" I'll pull it off first. I have a lot of reports that I have to accept. End month!" tukas Abhimanyu while standing buttoning his suit.


" I also, you said nyosor make so I miss bini aja. Where since she was pregnant, she's been more ...!" Wisang also stood up while smiling to imagine the erotic scene with Sekar.


" The dog imagines!!!" danan's strengthening grunt Abhimanyu chuckled.


" Are you going to the office?" Danan looked at Wisang.


" What's the point of having staff, just control over here and there. Why ribet!" sahut fast.


" A lot of arrogance!" Danan grunts.


And finally their brief encounter that morning, had to end in the tenth minute off of ten o'clock. Really great time. But when they got an invitation from Danan, Abhimanyu and Wisang immediately slid into the CTF. However, his best friend was in the midst of turmoil.


" So, Wis!" abhimanyu.


" Yeah and we're first, you finish the bill. Count alms let your struggle smoothly!!!" Wisang chuckled while hitting Danan's arm.


" Fuck you two, are you gone???" said Danan while shaking his hands like a movement to repel chickens.


" Yes!" Danan called the waiter over there to clear the bill.


Abhimanyu while walking towards the outside door, he still glanced at Bastian who was sitting by chatting with a woman he did not know that morning. He does not want to get too into the affairs of his sister, he only believes that Bastian must have a strong reason when he decides something.


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" Have you come home?" Danan could not bear to send a short message to Shinta. From there he typed and then deleted, typed and then deleted. At the end of the day, only that word was chosen as the opening.


Really suck.


Restlessly, the man was seen waiting for a reply. One minute, five minutes, ten minutes. The two ticks never turned blue.


Is it true that he is now attacked by acute love after the woman he was widowed? is a widow more seductive?


Presumably that assumption is uneven. Because Danan has put the taste since Shinta is still married. And he must admit, Shinta is a faithful good woman.


Danan chose to leave the place without greeting Bastian, who was a short distance away from him. The entrance and exit paths are in separate designs. Makes him invisible to Bastian.


When he got into the car, his phone rang.


Just landed (just landed), still waiting for luggage, keep looking for a taxi to go home.


Danan immediately pressed the green button right then and there. He didn't even pull the car door.


" Hello?" answer Shinta from across.


Danan smiled, Shinta's voice alone could even make herself rustle. " You just shut up there, I'm there!"


Speech tends to be like a command rather than a notice. Danan with a sense of happy stepping on the gas pedal with pol speed.


If he wants to justify Rangga's widow is still waiting for Shinta's legality standard which is less than two months, then he should be able to take advantage of normal moments like this to kill longing.


Since the sideburns from her father-in-law's house, Shinta felt her heart relieved. He felt, everything that happened in his life was nothing but a titian of destiny that he must live. He believes that everyone has their own life battles.


At first glance he remembers Dhira and Abhimanyu who also had the hassle of a love trip before they were happy.


Or Wisang and Sekar who are racing in danger when they want to be together.


And now, even though he is still not clear with himself. But Shinta quickly established himself not to dissolve in sadness. All will pass, as time goes by.


" Ahem!" Danan disperse the dream of Shinta who had been supported by his chin to look at the people passing by in the airport area.


" Fuck, where are you from?" Shinta looked at Danan who was seen pulling the chair in front of Shinta to sit down.


" Normally meet the duo sosor!" pep it lightly.


Shinta scrunched her forehead," Who?"


" Who else, Abhimanyu is the same Wisang!" Danan looked at Shinta. The woman in front of him chuckled at the name Danan pinned.


" Where to go, straight back or.." asked Danan.


" Take me somewhere!"


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Danan thinks that somewhere is a beautiful place, a shopping mall, or any other crowded place that Shinta wants to visit.


However, his guess evaporated as soon as he saw the rocky, desolate path and there was writing that made him gulp with a single gulp.


...TPU Asri Lodge...


Shinta took her to the funeral. The omission of Danan during Rangga's funeral procession the other day, making him not know where Shinta's late husband was buried.


" I'm down for a second!" Shinta said goodbye without looking at Danan and was about to open the car door handle.


" Wait Shin!" Danan pulled Shinta's arm slowly. Made the woman pound her gaze into the muscular hand of Danan who was now holding his yellow-skinned arm.


For a moment their views met.


One second


Two seconds


Three seconds


" I'm coming!" tukas Danan silenced the look-out of them, before he was hypnotized by Shinta's ruum lips.


The sun had begun to rise, along with the sting that increasingly felt piercing the skin. That afternoon, I was wearing casual clothes. The jeans and denim shirt she rolled were elbow-length, while Shinta wore a casual shirt.


Danan gulped his saliva as he looked at the mound with tombstones stuck at the ends of the mound, stretching as far as the eye could see.


The funeral was clean and clean. Danan followed Shinta from behind because he did not know where the location of the Rangga center.


...Rangga Dirgantara's...


...Bin Ali Ruchi's...


Jakun Danan was seen going up and down again when he saw the inscription carved on the white tombstone.


Danan was still standing as Shinta crouched down and stroked the tombstone bearing her late husband's name.


" Morning of the mas!" shinta said as she rubbed her husband's tombstone.


The two of them were silent, only the sweep of wind blowing through their faces could they feel.


" I'm new from Papa's house..." Shinta held tightness in her chest.


" You know, mama yesterday wasn't angry with me for the first time. I even miss being mad at Mama!" Shinta smiled wryly as she rubbed the clear circle that fell without her permission.


Recalling the empty view of her father-in-law who was experiencing a psychiatric disorder after suppressing the fate of her son's death.


" They said they were moving to Dian's place" Shinta smiled as she bit her lip.


Danan with a claustrophobic heart looked at Shinta while standing up. Really, he was very sad at the time. Shinta cried and let the outpouring of emotions in her chest come out. She wanted to spill all the resentment, anger, sadness, longing, love, to her husband who was covered in a burrow.


For a moment Danan remembered the words of Abhimanyu.


My advice is to be patient. And you also have to be willing to share a place, share something anyway, the same someone whose body is no longer in this world!


Danan now aligns himself with Shinta. The man yawned Shinta's back which was shaking with tears.


" I'm sincere about everything that's happened. Pray for me from there to make a strong day" with a hoarse voice typical of people crying, Shinta continues to vent the sensation that stifles the chest.


" So calm down there. I've forgiven you!" Shinta cried out great when she said that. The woman's back shook.


Making Danan unable to take it anymore, the man embraced the crying Shinta. He accidentally kisses the top of Shinta's head. Danan's heart was tight, he indeed had to be patient. Remembering even the navel of Rangga that was in front of his eyes had not dried up.


But he was relieved, the road to the front was brighter. Not as vague as before, especially now Shinta also no longer jutek to him.


He believes that everyone has their time. Including himself.


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Team Shinta equals Danan be patient huh. Understandably, the widow in staying dead is more difficult, I'm not all of you.