The Story of Emila

The Story of Emila
eps 5's



"huh.. really." said Ardi half in disbelief.


with a look of disbelief Ardi also wants to hear emila's answer again.


"try the mile repeat once more" asked Ardi as he shifted his seat to get close to emila.


"hihsss.


"thank God.thank you, mil. have to accept my feelings" said Ardi smiled faintly.


Ardi was immediately parted to go home to continue his activities again..


likewise with emila, he immediately cleaned the house and its contents..


with a heart that flowers emila too. staring at the sky that began to scorch..


"emila's mother's father was an adult" said emila unconsciously shed tears.


"the ceiling is bright sir buk. emila sure your father is happy there".emila said again.


flashback.


emila recalled a few years ago where her family lived a simple life filled with joking and laughter..


emila was born into a lower-middle-class economic family.His one treasure they have is only a few rice fields and the house of her mother's parents.. they live in villages that are still very beautiful despite being densely populated.Small emila often spend her time in the rice fields because they follow her parents cultivate the rice fields..


since that day the world has been broken and broken.


his parents who leave with a family group that will attend the wedding party of his relatives in Surabaya.


the accident resulted in a car driven by emila's parents and relatives into the ravine and many victims died including emila's parents.


emila was still young at the time.she was eighteen years old.. must her happy emila with the news of her graduation instead changed with the news of her heart-wrenching grief.


his life is ruined mess.The people closest to him go quickly.just one of his friends that emila had at that time.nita.. nita's parents who have considered emila their own children end up caring for emila until she recovers from the shock and her severe trauma..


gradually, Emila accepted the fact that she did not have anyone, even relatives who used to be close after the departure of her parents increasingly away and as if never brothers with her....


"only Nita and nita's parents cared about her life at that time..


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flashback off


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first I saw her get off the cab and occupy my mother's cousin's house which in contract an I was quite fascinated with emila's graceful steps down from the taxi carrying a suitcase and backpack..who's my inner girl if it's.


day by day I wanted to get to know her more closely. It turns out she works in a factory not far from my home.


in the morning before he left for work and in the afternoon after work.


I always sit on the front porch of the temple reading the newspaper while drinking coffee, but unfortunately she is a girl who rarely comes out even I barely see her despite the holidays..


unless she went to work it was only if breathing.I think she was a quiet girl and difficult to get along. gradually my mother often played to emila. not infrequently I asked my mother to deliver food for her. sometimes with a rare opportunity that I ventured to meet emila.. she's a jolly girl.Why she rarely speaks she says she has no topic to start talking about.


gradually I fell in love with her I began to dare to know her more closely. if the holiday arrives I often invite her to walk the road or just look for the wind out there. . she is a cute and adorable girl with her short body and chubby cheeks her tiny pink lips are teasing my faith... if only emila was not a veiled girl already wanted me to exsecution.I am a normal man even I am a woman lover.. with my good looks that can be said to be handsome, I easily date women out there...


either obsession or indeed I seriously want it I do not know for sure but I am always curious and want to have it..


as long as I've known her, no one has been close to emila except me. Oh yeah except her teammate at the factory..


until I dare to express my feelings to him, I think with a questionable answer I did not accept me it turns out I was wrong.. whether she wants to play like me or she loves me I don't know.I see she's always adorable when talking to me. With those blushing and shy cheeks.


the story I got here I'm going to live my life with the title of emila lover now, but I don't know..


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*_pov_*


I don't know what this feeling is. I don't know but every time I see it is always nervous. And my heart is beating .. that too he said my little sabahat..


when he expressed his feelings to me like a dream.In my stomach like a butterfly flying very tickle.


but I pura refused and seemed to doubt her, which I know brother Ardi a great man because at the age of twenty he worked while studying.. until now, the twenty-five-year-old brother Ardi is now the backbone of the family after working for his brother Ardi does not allow aunt riana to work anymore. .


I really admire her. with a tall body straight white smooth and sharp nose. I like her. even my body is just shoulder Ardi ehehhe...


I will live out my new title somehow good bad brother Ardi I do not know him any further... I always pray to God that he will be given the best mate.if not he my mate means he is not the best.


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tbc.......