The Return of Lost Love

The Park

In a park, in the city. The park is where Arsy and Darma spent time with her before getting married.

Time was dark, and Darma did not return home. Precisely Darma sitting just any position in the park, precisely very beautiful. Various kinds of lights illuminate the park to emit a bright light.whether how many bottles of Darma gulp it, until he changed his mind.

"Arsy.why do you hurt me. You know, I love you so much. I don't love Zelyn, baby. Come back with me baby. I'll leave Zelyn for you. Please come back with me, Arsy, I love you so much." Darma said kamit with a distinctive voice of a person who lost consciousness. Many times Darma said the same thing every time. His body was staggering, even though his position was sitting.

People who see it also feel sorry when they see the condition of Darma which looks very alarming.

Everyone who passed by in front of him was not talking about it. Everyone was talking about it, there were sympathy and there were also those who gave him an oath of absorbency to Darma. However, Darma does not care about others saying bad things though. Darma's own appearance is no shame, as if his pride really mastered it.

Darma still gulps his drink, until he gets smelly. Everyone tried to ask him but the answer was always to digress somewhere.

Suddenly, someone approached him. The person is none other than a woman.

"Who is he? I seem to know him. But who? why are there so many bottles under his seat. Is it being frustrating? it's so sorry." His grunt while stepping his legs closer, so it is clear who is sitting in the park with his condition is drunk.

Near the closer step the woman is close to Darma in her arbitrary position, but it is not yet clear who the man is meant by her. Plus at night, only the light of the lamp illuminates and makes it difficult to guess.

The curiosity was getting stronger, wanted to feel closer but was afraid not a good person. Finally asked someone who could accompany him to approach Darma.

"Sorry, I can ask for help, right?" his question was to stop a man passing by in front of him.

"Would he ask for help, what?" askalanya.

"Please accompany me to approach the man sitting on the bench of the garden. I feel familiar with him, because I'm afraid of wrong people so help me to approach him." He answered while pointing towards Darma.

"Okay, let me accompany you." He said and the woman felt relieved because she had gotten help.

"Thank you, mas. mari.." he replied and began to step his feet to approach Darma who was kamit kamit no koruan. The woman could not catch the speech of Darma which was increasingly unclear and slurred.

"What.....!! darma Arsy's husband? no, this must be wrong." He was shocked not to believe what he saw. While the man who accompanied him was also shocked, not surprised to recognize Darma. But shocked by the screaming voice of the woman beside him.

"Mas Darma, mas... This is Darma, right?" the question was repeated without realizing that Darma had completely disappeared from his consciousness. All he remembers are the names Arsy and Arsy.

"Why did Darma become like this, anyway. Then where is Arsy, why did Darma become like this. Is there a problem? darma is being fucked by his friend." His words guessed various kinds to guess.

"You siiwhat? haha! aaawas only you! jiika until you dare to snatch Arsy from me. Aaaku is her husband, aaapa you understand.." said Darma with a speech that was increasingly out of his consciousness while pointing the nudge towards the woman.

Too bad for Darma, to get drunk like this. What people say if they recognize Darma, there will certainly be many media that make headlines. It seems that there is a problem with other men, until it threatens like that. I have to help her, and then I'll call Arsy. He murmured in his heart.

"Okay, let me help you." The answer, then the man immediately memapah Darma until in the car.

After everything was settled, the man immediately drove his car at the speed of being headed for the woman's house.

Not long after, Darma had arrived at the house of the woman who was helping him.

"Let's get this guy into the house. Don't worry, there's my mom and dad at home." Invite him reassuring, because he was afraid of being thought of a woman who did not.

"Yes, come on. I believe in her mom." He answered while holding Darma up to the living room.

"Loh loh... Who's that guy, son? your boyfriend?" asked the mother to become worried.

"Mom..to ask her later, yes. Alia wants to help Darma, pity if not immediately helped." Alia replied pleading and immediately entered the guest room.

The mother who saw him was a little anxious, for fear of what happened with her daughter. Plus bringing home a man. His mother was getting anxious and scared of course.

In the room, Alia painstakingly helps Darma to immediately wake up from the side effects of the drink she had been drinking from the beginning.

I used to fall in love with you, Darma, but I was wrong, apparently you don't love me. You love my best friend Arsy. But why is it that you're in this situation right now, is it possible that you two have a problem?" his murmur was full of curiosity. After that Alia enveloped Darma to the limit of her stomach.

After everything was done, Alia immediately exited the guest room and immediately closed the door.

Slowly, Alia moved her feet towards her room. Before entering the room, both of Alia's parents stopped her footsteps.

"Alia, come. Mom and Dad want to talk to you." Pinta the mother with her position sitting in the family room. Alia approached her parents.

"What's up, ma.. pa?" alia asked curiously and there was little fear that her parents would be angry. Especially to the father, who is very strict in his family.

"Sit down" the mother ordered.

Alia immediately sat in front of her parents, feeling like she was being judged.

"Who was that man you brought into this house?" ask the curious father.

"The man was named Darma, pa. ma. he was the husband of Alia's best friend. Last time in the park Alia accidentally saw mas Darma was drunk heavily, it seems there is a problem with his personal. Mas Darma has spent many bottles of drinks, Alia pity to see him ma. pa. after this, Alia will immediately contact Alia's best friend. Mama remembers, right? Kesuma Arsy. She is the wife of Darma, who recently married her. Alia helped Darma is okay, ma?" Alia answered at length.