Traces of Love Joke

Who Him?

Hi All!

This time it's about Panca. Juna skip first. Jena and Mandala skip first so the time is the same as the other honeymoon, okay? Everything will gather later. Anyway do not forget likes, comments, votes and favorite add yes! Maacih 🥰🥰🥰

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Panca deliberately did not bike in the morning with his social gang friends. He chose to walk by car and sport in the park he chose randomly. He turned his car into a park in the area of Lenteng Agung.

Panca got out of her car and looked for a quiet place and was bathed in the healthiest morning sun.

He sat on the bench for visitors. Only made of mortar and sand on top of it in colorful paint to give the impression of a full color garden.

The air this morning was so fresh. There was still some dew on the dripping leaves. His gaze stared at the situation around the park which was quite crowded with visitors.

Naturally, Saturday morning when people exercise. Kids running in the park. Her parents were busy watching from a distance.

Panca got up and started doing warm-up movements. Stretch his hands, feet and head.

He then ran around the park. Not to forget his digital clock in the setting to show how far he has run.

Not bad also the sweat that he produced after surrounding the garden environment. When thirst began to whack, He went back to the car and took the mineral water that He had brought from his previous home.

Panca deliberately sat back on the seat that he had been sitting on when he first came. He was interested in the group of mothers who were aerobic gymnastics. The movements were agile and some people looked uncompact, making the compactness reduced slightly.

The sweat drenched the excited looking mothers with occasional yelling, "E..e.... a...e...e...e......a...."

A smile escaped his face. Funny and entertaining. It was enough to eliminate his boredom in a quiet house.

Panca had told her parents to cancel their planned return to Indonesia. Both of his parents were very surprised because the proposal event was canceled.

Her mother asked Panca several times, "Are u okay?" All because of the instinct of a mother who knows that her child is not okay.

After convincing his parents that he was okay, they did not ask Panca again. They just make video calls more often to prove their child is okay.

Panca laughed as the dangdut shake-like movement was in the gymnastics movement. The cohesiveness of the mothers is further reduced. Sometimes even busy himself with his wobble and do not follow the instructions of the gymnastics instructor.

A mother watched him from far away. Not surprisingly, when finished gymnastics the mothers approached him.

"Si Masnya laughs only at gymnastic mothers. Wh why? Funny huh?" ask the mothers who are wearing red shirts with cream pants.

"Yes. Funnier. Sometimes compact, sometimes random." answered Panca honestly.

"Yes the same with his life. Happy yesterday, now languishing. His name is also alive."

The smile on Panca's face disappeared. He looked at the mothers next to him with a confused look, like he was going to say "Where are you from?"

"Don't be too surprised! The name of man is not forever beautiful. There must have been a time when life was so cruel, so much more cruel than a stepmother. But sometimes life is so sweet, so much sweeter than confectionery. But you know not, if too sweet just be a disease and too cruel even make someone strong!"

This time, Panca really did. His mouth opened in disbelief that he heard the super words of an aerobics mom!

Unknowingly Panca clapped her hands and gave her thumbs up. "Cool mom! Original cool bad!"

"Okaya! What's nice is that I'm cool, not even you. The Kusumadewa Group brothers have acknowledged my greatness!" replied the mothers casually showing off her arrogance.

"Any can! Do you know them?" again Panca underestimated the woman next to him.

"Just like Richard and Leo? Of course I know!" Bu Sri took out her HP and showed a selfie of herself with the Kusumadewa family. Photo from Richard Kusumadewa's wedding.

"Wow! Great mom!" back Panca praised Bu Sri.

"His mother is sad again, isn't she? From earlier I saw his view was empty." guessed Madam Sri. "Oh yes, first acquaintance dong. I'm Sri. The villagers are here."

"Panca? Like his ex-girlfriend joked." muttered Bu Sri slowly.

"What's? You know Joke too?" the umpteenth shock that Panca is experiencing at this time.

"Who? Is his ex-girlfriend Jena? Oala... Why is the world so narrow?"

"Jenaka is also Mom's friend?" ask Panca.

"Therefore my patient, from the beginning of marriage until finally refer again to Kang Maman. I've rarely met him now but video calls and phone calls are still frequent."

Panca returned amazed. Who are these mothers? Why is He so great that he can know important people and can also be familiar with Joke?

"So Mas-nya heartbroken because Jena refer to Kang Maman?" guess Ma Sri.

Panca nodded timidly.

"Not yet, Mas. Don't force. Many forced to unite even though both parents did not approve. They eloped and finally what? Not the happiness that is gained ends in divorce. God, dear to you, will be replaced with a better one!" Bu Sri got up and patted Panca on the shoulder.

"So men don't cry. Must have a stand and be aware that a soul mate has to manage it. I go home first, the dirty laundry is waiting! Do not be mostly dumbfounded, not nyelesein problems even later can be possessed!"

Panca smiled at Bu Sri's words. He looked at Bu Sri and went away from the park.

Just now Panca came out of the park, he accidentally stepped on the brake pedal suddenly.

Ciiiiittt....

The car stopped and nudged the woman in front of him. The woman also fell.

Panca got out of the car and checked on the woman. If not out, he could be the moons of the villagers.

"Well, are you okay?" ask Panca.

The woman wearing the hijab raised her face. Well-favoured. His face was like an Arab Indonesian blaster.

"I'm doing fine. Sorry I crossed without looking left right first" she said.

"What's wrong, it's important his mom is fine. Let me help you stand up!" Panca stretched out her hand to help the woman.

The woman refused Panca's hand. "I'm sorry, not mahram!"

"Oh... Aye." Yeah." Panca was wrong. "Do I want to take you to the doctor?"

The woman stood alone, patting a long skirt with a slightly dirty rimpel motif. "no need. I'm fine."

"really? I'm not feeling good."

The woman smiled, her dimples adorned her beautiful smile. For a moment Panca was stunned, her smile was as beautiful as Joke's.

"Just calm. I'm not going to sue you." Reject the woman.

Panca's brainwashing. They don't want their interaction to be over. "Look, I saw his brother leaving. As a form of my responsibility, allow me between Mbak to the destination, how?"

The woman saw the watch in her hand. He was already late, so he crossed the road without looking left right again. He was about to pursue angkot, but unfortunately the angkot he was chasing had gone first.

"Hm... It can, if not a hassle."

Panca cheered in heart. "Yes! Finally!"

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