The World In Other Hemisphere

Part 8's

This time the fight was different than usual. Aruna set her phone silent so as not to disturb her concentration while working. When the clock arrived Aruna saw a short message, she was curious and immediately opened it.

"What's wrong with you

What made you change, do you really want to split up?

It's so hard to call you, pick up my phone when you read this message" fill in the message from the same no. as the call that came in at the time,

"Hmm" Aruna started lazily

"Are you still mad at me? "

" you think? "

" Why has it been so hard to contact you lately, please stop sulking, do you know I miss you so much Una"

"Just keep your mug for another woman later, I don't need it anymore, stop bothering me"

"I beg you to forgive me, I'm wrong"

"Here you are, why are you persuading me again?

Didn't you say I was just the son of a poor widow who had a child out of wedlock with a married man? Yes it is true. But 1 thing you need to remember well, someone like you doesn't deserve to criticize my mother's life, you don't know what's going on about her so stop taking my mom, not necessarily your guessing ability is above average. "thin Aruna with a high tone.

Because no matter what happened between Aruna and her mother, deep in her heart Aruna did not want her to be humbled by anyone even the family of her late father.

When he heard the insults directed at his mother, at that time his rebellious soul began to squirm making him attack the person again.

We broke up anyway, didn't we? Did you forget? " sung Aruna again did not give a gap

" I know I'm wrong, I'm too much I'll make sure it doesn't happen again, please give me the opportunity " said Indra with a convincing tone

" Oh, I'm tired of your attitude. Please don't bother me first"

Not waiting for an answer, Aruna immediately hung up the phone.

Indra always tried to persuade her by phone and SMS but was ignored by the girl as if she was really very tired.

Until Sunday arrived, that afternoon Aruna was asked by his mother to buy chicken porridge to the market using a motorcycle (kalo area of North Sumatra, especially the surrounding Medan area, tell me that motorcycle as crete ya guys).

Before arriving at the destination Aruna pulled over because he felt the vibration of his pants pocket. The look on his face changed immediately when he saw the call from Indra

"Hm"

"are you busy? Please meet me for the last time, please. After this I will completely forget you" replied the man at the other end in a desperate tone.

"Wait home" replied Aruna, ending her call.

Immediately he put forward a crete that had pulled over and bought his mother's order, he decided to stop at the workshop where his senses worked all over his residence. The workshop was closed on Sundays and red days so the door was only slightly open. Without a second thought Aruna parked her crete not far from the open door and immediately entered the building. His steps had stopped when he saw the man he had always loved sitting on the floor with his head lowered with both hands coiled between his calves and his own thighs.

Then he walked over and sat right next to the man but Aruna straightened her legs.