Throes

marriage invitation

" Spend?" Asked the man sitting next to Amel who was enjoying a slice of pizza while staring at the starless night sky.

" should?" Ask back Amel, looking at him with a frown.

Always pushy and bossy.

" yes. Don't be pul-."

" Don't go home if you don't finish." Cut Amel, make the man beside her smile.Tract Amel's nose to complain of pain and get a small blow from Amel.

" habit!" Amel exclaimed, rubbing his nose and looking at him. " My nose won't stick anymore. Although it's pulled every day." Its effects.

" Now don't be so tiny it's a nose. Gemes will be."

" Games what is persecution?"

" If the persecution is good in the room anyway." Invite the man while twitching his eyes. Made Amel again glare at him.

I don't know when to start teasing her?

" takes every day, but never wants to do anything." Amel murmured, still heard by the man.

" Wouldn't get married."

" Don't joke.. My debt hasn't paid off to you." Ketus Amel's. Back to biting the pizza.

" I told you already. I didn't ask to be returned. And don't talk about debt anymore." Answer flatly, as if already lazy when the woman next to him still discuss about what he did for her with iklhas and attach importance to return the favor or consider it a debt.

All of this is pure with his little heart. Without being flattered.

" You paid off my family's debt a lot, not a little. What else is the school building of my two sisters you paid off, there are no arrears or banned from taking exams. And you make money not so easy either. How can you not give back the money?"

Not ungrateful or arrogant for refusing a kind man repay his debt. But indeed the man's money must be returned, because it is not easy to find money in a city of this size and also the needs that rise so dramatically.

" Amelia!!" He called it a very pressing tone, as if he wanted to be very angry with the woman beside him.

Obstinately. Her thought.

" Yes, Mr. Akbar." Amel replied, when it was called his full name. And know if the tone of the man next to him changed until they both looked at each other.

Yes, Amel is with Akbar. Kala Akbar orders an online ojek of food every day with a driver named Amel. And every night anyway, Amel had to deliver food to Akbar and accompany him to dinner together or chat and flow just like that. Until they get along and make friends without anyone knowing. Even though it was to his three best friends.

Akbar also took his land certificate at the bank and also paid off the school building money to his two twin sisters.

How's story?

It all just flowed, and could not bear to see the face of Amel pale. Until he came directly to the house of Amel and spoke to two parents of Amel with good intentions.

who is not surprised and who is most sad when they know there will be a good person to help his daughter.

Of course, to Amel's two parents.

His mother and father were crying when they heard Akbar wanted to help pay off his debts without any frills.

At first Amel did not know if the bank's debt had been paid off and was a little surprised when he found out that his boss had helped him pay off his family's debt.

" How many times do I have to say, there's no need. How many times, I said iklhas. And how many times, I told you not to talk about debt." Rigorously. " I don't like your judgment, what's bad is about me." Its effects.

" I've never judged Mr. Akbar bad."

" But you always remind me of that debt Mel. It's like I'm charging and not helping your family." Akbar quickly answered a voice that never rose to the woman beside him, despite the curiosity to shout, because of the stubbornness of Amel.

Amel fell silent, looking at Akbar's face, before returning towards the front and bowing his head.

Somehow he always discussed his debt to Akbar. If you remember, Akbar never cried or discussed about his kindness that has helped his family and took his home certificate from the bank. Or the school fees of his two twin sisters.

Never does.

Akbar exhaled a rough breath several times. Until his anger muffled back and looked at Amel who looked down.

" I'm sorry." Akbar.

The first time he heard his boss, apologized first.

He looked up again, looking up to look at Akbar. " I'm sorry, too, sir. Sorry, always reminding me of your kindness." Amel.

" It's night, I'm home first. Thanks for the food, thanks for the tips, sir." Imbabya, stand from his seat. Wearing a jacket before leaving Akbar's house.

Akbar grabbed Amel's wrist that was about to step. Making him stop and turn around to look at Akbar.

" Married me, if you want to pay off all your debts to me." Akbar said, making Amel widen his eyes staring firmly at Akbar's face without hesitation.

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" Mom, tomorrow I want to take a walk around Surabaya. Ma'am Amel can be rented." Say Sigit.

" Rent what it means!" Yanna frowned looking at her sister.

His best friend wants to rent, rent for what?

" On rent as a tour guide. Amel knows all the good places to visit. Intagragetble that is." Answer Sigit.

" ooh.. Don't be weird, you know what your goal is! Secretly you always send a chat to Amel, attention too. Want to get your best friend!" Yanna.

" In a chat every day, the reply is also rare. Mbak Amel is a difficult girl who turns out to be near, different from Sari, in chat always in reply. So my spirit if gini deketin Mbak Amel. Look at the picture is sweet, see the original yesterday. Pretty." Praise Sigit with a smile. Make Yanna sniff and throw a couch pillow over her sister's face.

" buh. A choice for my future wife. Sweet, nice, polite too, right?" Hugging the sofa cushion, smiling towards her mother.

" The college was right. The established work. I can find a new wife." Saut Rama's. Walked to his wife's seat, when he was done with his work.

" Tau that's your sister. College has not entered, work does not exist. have thought of the future wife Mas. What you want to feed your wife later, if you do not work. The love! I'm where I want to be." Ketus Yanna. stared at her sister's cynics.

" Dengerin said Mas same your mother." Add Mother Yanna, like cornering a Sigit. Sigit sniffed back.

Again, his mother did not defend him.

" But dating can be!" Ask Sigit.

" Bo-h,"

" Can." Cut Rama off before his wife answers. " But remember, there are limits." Another imbibing. Making Sigit smile.

" lh.. It's allowed to."

" I don't think you ever dated Ma." Rama. " It's okay to seek the experience of heartbreak." - Rama.

Yanna could only clack at her sister's cynical gaze, while Sigit was happy, getting permission from her brother-in-law to be a little annoying with the latter's remark.

The heartbreak experience.

Sucks.

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