
POV CALISTA
I couldn't help but laugh at Santi's expression. Fortunately there are no flies, if there are, must have entered his mouth that gaping like a cave door.
"I, is this really you El?" Santi turned my body left and right so in disbelief. When I was in the process of making up, she was forced to go home. His son who is benama Galang crying will not eat if not fed by him.
"El, teach me to make up. I want to be pretty like you." Whine while continuing to pay attention to my beautiful face. Wkwkwk, praise yourself no sin anyway???
"Kurusin used to be the same body care face. After that, the same make up."
"After I thought El. Looks like you were a makeup artist once. I mean before amnesia." It is gebu. I think I found something big fact. Beuh is a big mistake that is.
"Pinter make up is not necessarily MUA San." Shake me while grappling my hair like a stewardess. In this case there is a old bun that is usually used by mother. So mending me a bun of my own and giving me a little accessories.
"What is MUA?"
"Make-up man."
"It is El. Trust me the same. You must have been a makeup artist."
I'm just a ringleader. Santi is sober.
"Eh El, I suddenly have an idea."
At first glance, I was like seeing a yellow bulb glow near Santi's brain.
"What?"
"What if we open a salon business."
It's getting weird that Santi's idea. I really like dancing, but I have no interest in being a MUA.
"Udah ah, help me change clothes. I don't want my groom to wait too long." I immediately pulled Santi towards the glass cupboard where the kebaya was stored.
"But you agreed El was my idea?"
Oh, my God, it's still a boy.
"No!." My reply that instantly made his spirit disappear without a trace.
After taking a white kebaya that had been prepared by my mother, I and Santi immediately went into the room prepared to change clothes.
"Busyet El.can fit the danger you wear. When did I have your body?"
"Next year." Reply quickly.
"Can't it be next month?"
Yes, even nawar the Santi. He thinks buying bbm can be bargaining. Eh...bbm also can not nawar? Where up again now.
"Can."
"What is El?" Santi's face is in series.
"Yes, if you don't eat for a month."
"Metong dong." The screech.
"Tuh tauk's. None of it is instant San. If you suddenly thin in a matter of days, fear Gani even do not recognize you."
"Yeee.you think Gani lost his memory like you." Sewot.
"Haha..."
"Udah ah, yuk out. He said he didn't want to make Blue wait long." Santi pulled my arm out of the room. This is what I want to marry what Santi, why he's like kebellet.
Santi and I were equally surprised when they saw someone standing at the dresser. Not a makeup artist or a ghost, but Safa. What's that woman here for? Don't let the woman ask for it too. Married to Parman kali. Haha...
Santi nudged my arm as I let go of a laugh. Oh, my God, Cal, too much of it to be like crazy, right. You must take care of the image in front of Safa.
"You got married here too?" My toot. Again Santi nudged my arm. And this time, coupled with a sharp plot.
"Ups, wrong yeah." Continue while closing my mouth.
"I want to talk to you." Safa.
"Please. But if you can be spry. Blue is waiting for me to pledge the sacred promise of marriage to live on." I deliberately let her be more so that she more and more ngenes. Oh, my Cal, how mean you are. He must be crying blood right now. Her ex-boyfriend will soon marry you.
"Can you speak four eyes?"
"His." Santi's fizzled-looking objection. "There's a problem with six eyes. Where it is, the better." Santi.
"Rubber." My solute.
"Please."
"Huf." Santi who looked upset stomped his feet then immediately walked out of the salon.
"Live on. I don't like the twitching." My cynic. For some reason after yesterday and all Santi's stories, I didn't like Safa very much.
"I know Blue very well. There's no way he'd want to fuck you. Unless you flirt first."
"Keep..." I folded my hands together while putting on the face of the serelax maybe.
"Cancel your marriage. Because Blue doesn't have to take any responsibility on you."
I immediately laughed. He's a deaf. Yesterday it was clear Blue said she wanted to marry me even if she did nothing. Then why now even Safa who objected. The female is unclear.
"Keep if I cancel, Blue will you take it?"
"Mom, it's not like that. I just don't want someone who doesn't do anything to take responsibility." He was misbehaving when he knew I understood what his intentions were and what his goals were.
"Udahlah Safa's. Blue Relain to me."
"Relain?" He said with a smile. "Did you think Blue married you out of love?"
Cih, use bring the name of love nih girl. But when it comes to love, I start to fall. Because what, because Blue doesn't love me. Hwaa.
"Originally you know, the woman that Blue loves is me." The word with the level of intelligence above average. More clumsy me ma him. Girls like he should be immediately made mentally so that his confidence is not over dosed.
"Yes, that's right. You're the woman Blue loves. But unfortunately, I'm the woman he chose to be his wife."
I saw his hands clenched. And his innocent face was instantly changed like an antogonic character in a soap opera. Cih, it was discovered once that all this time he was just hiding behind his innocent face. You hypocritical chick.
"Follow me." I said while pulling his hand in front of the dresser mirror.
I took a lipstick and wrote down the word future reflected in front of me. Reflected by Safa's shadow, I write the past. Then I backed off and stood in line with him.
"I'm sure the nurse-to-be would be good at reading." Ledekku while grinning. Visible in the mirror, Safa's face hardened withholding emotions.
"What is written is reflected, right in our reflection, like that is our position. Me, the future. And you." I pointed to her reflection in the mirror. "THE PAST." press me.
"You will never be happy to marry Blue. Because his love is only for me."
"HELLO." I cried while looking into his eyes. "Maybe this time Blue's love is still for you. But look at me." I pointed at myself. "Sure that Blue won't fall in my charm?"
I'm a girl with a high level of confidence in Safa. You are wrong to look for an opponent.
Safa closed her eyes with both hands clenched tightly. I'm sure if he dies to hold back his emotions right now. I no longer have time to serve him. I'd better leave soon because Blue's waiting for me. Without saying goodbye I left him and walked towards the exit.
"Hey amnesia." Safa's shout stopped my hand that was about to reach the doorknob.
"Of the many people in this village, why should Blue. Why don't you just get married to rich suko Mbah or Parman?" Safa Seru. It seems he's desperate because he can't intimidate me.
I took a breath and opened the door. Take a moment to pick up the sandals lined up in front of the door. I picked up a shabby flip-flop whose rope was almost broken and a nice slipper that Safa might have.
"If you were told to choose between these two sandals, which one would you choose?" I asked while showing both slippers.
I saw Safa just being quiet.
"Now, do you understand why I chose Blue?" I smiled as easily as I could and put on my sandals and left.
"Let's go." Take me to Santi who's waiting for the terrace seat.
"El, wait a minute." Santi followed my steps and then pulled my arm to stop.
"What the hell is San? I'm in a hurry, Blue is waiting for me." I intentionally made a noise to make Safa hotter.
"That's.."
"What the hell?" I'm upset that I don't understand what he means.
"That." Santi pointed his chin towards my feet.
"Why, the skirt hangs a little, no papa, no problem." I immediately pulled Santi's arm away from there.
"That's not what I meant." Santi pulled his arm so hard that it made me furious.
"What the hell?" I growled while glaring at him
"Sandals, your slippers."
"My slippers why?" seruku while looking down.
Jederrrr
I was struck by lightning when I realized I was wearing the wrong slippers. The right side is mine, but the left. What a shame, these are the sandals I was holding. If I'm not mistaken, this is Safa's.
I turned my back where Safa was still standing at the door. My face feels hot, must be red so shamefully.
I walked quickly while looking down at the door. Ignoring the embarrassment that had reached ubun ubun, I immediately changed the sandals I was wearing.
"It looks like you're obsessed with everything that's mine. Not only take Blue from me, sandalk also want you to embrace."
Just as I was about to open my mouth, Santi had already pulled my arm.
"Ignore, not important. Right now the most important thing is to go home and MARRY BLUE."
That's what Santi said. I also immediately followed Santi's steps towards the Blue house.