Trapped in Love Duda

Trapped Love Duda 20

Finally with the debate that alot Zuwita back the mass embrace of Amal. While Amal's ex-wife was staring at me.

The neighbors have come home. There was only me, my grandmother, Amal, Amal's mother and Tami's mother.

" Are you serious about Zahra?" Ask Grandma to Amal.

Suddenly my eyes were round to hear the grandmother's question that was so bar-bar for me.

Amal looked at me, I could only throw my eyes away.

" If Zahra is willing, God willing I will propose in the near future." Say mass Amal sure.

I don't know what else to say. All I could do was look down while trying to silence Zuwita who was still whining because of the commotion earlier.

" How's Zah?" Ask Amal which makes me even more clumsy.

" Take time to think." I said again, however, that marriage should not be rushed. At least I should ask the owner for a hint.

Amal's mass family has said goodbye, only Zuwita who still lives with me.

This sweet baby was like traumatized by the commotion earlier.

" Pity you!" I gently rubbed his face. He looks excited.

" Zah, are you serious about Charity?" Aunt Lidya seemed curious about the answer that would come out of my mouth.

" Sirah..." My words stopped because they were cut off by Aunt Lidya.

" It's hard to marry a man who already has children, let alone his wife like that." Add aunt Lidya.

I looked at Aunt Lidya, trying to find out the truth about Aunt Lidya's words.

" Shadow, Zah, how about you marry Amal. Then they're still in love. They're secretly cheating behind your back. What else is there Zuwita between the two of them. Hi...!" Aunt Lidya shuddered in horror.

I'm just like a beard justifying Aunt Lidya's words. Then I'll get back to feeling as hurt as I used to be.

" You better think about it first. May love Zuwita, but don't bet your future on them." Said Aunt Lidya while shaking off to go into the room.

Grandma just quietly listened to me and Aunt Lidya.

Sometimes he sees me and Zuwita. But I can't read Grandma's mind.

Grandma slowly left me, I brought Zuwita into my room. It looks like he's sleepy.

I lured Zuwita, it didn't take long he was asleep.

God what am I supposed to do? Should I accept the proposal of Charity? If asked if I have feelings for Amal, of course I have. I have been staring at him at school since the first time. Even if it wasn't so bad for me.

The tring...!

One message came in from an unknown number.

I opened the message using all capital letters. (STAY AWAY FROM CHARITY AND JUWITA IF YOU DO NOT WANT YOUR LIFE DESTROYED).

Who would dare threaten me? Is Amal's ex-wife?

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The night has come to show the darkness. Zuwita has been picked up by Amal.

I was sitting alone on the front porch. Suddenly the motorcycle stopped.

It looks like a face I know.

Andrey! What does he want. Tonight, I am lazy to talk to anyone.

" Dear Assalamu'alaikum." mas Andre greeted me with his ridiculous ban.

" What the hell is dear? Someone will be angry!" I'm a little bit insinuated Andre.

" Who's angry? Charity?" He turned my back on melek.

I pretended to frown in response to Andre's words.

" Eat the meatballs yuk!" Take Andre.

I shook my head as a sign of refusing, "I'm being lazy mas."

" why? Because of that problem?" He tried to guess.

" There is no need to discuss a problem that is not our realm mas." I tried to remind Andre.

" You offended?"

It was like provoking my anger. And I try to be gentle even though my anger has peaked to the crown.

" Mommy, you can go home now! I'm not feeling well." I tried to ask for his understanding.

He looked at me deeply. I returned his gaze with hatred.

He came home without saying goodbye to me. He drives the speed of his motor. And I don't care.

From the beginning of being acquainted with Andre mas, I've judged him negatively. And it turned out to be proven. His nature is very bad.

I was still sitting in front of the house, until a car came.

I watched the car. Looks like Indro sir's car, and sure enough my guess.

Indro sir got out of the car with a face of sumringah.

What the hell is going on? Tumben.

I let Mr. Indro into the house. So many hand biih under by Mr. Indro.

I also remember calling Grandma.

Grandma was very happy with the presence of Mr. Indro. Moreover, Mr. Indro is papa's best friend from childhood.

Om Iwan and Aunt Lidya also sat together in the living room.

In honor of Mr. Indro I also attended to accompany grandma.

The stale base is finished. What exists today is to the stranglehold between all of us.

Until Mr. Indro expressed the intention of his arrival.

" The purpose of my arrival here is. em means. anu. "he re-wiped the wave.

There is confusion emanating on the face of Mr. Indro.

Me and Aunt Lidya looked at each other, like there was some irregularity going on.

My feelings are not good either. Considering Mr. Indro is a dead divorcee.

Aju is not big-taste but see the way Mr. Indro speaks softly looks troubled.

" Why nervous sir? Try to relax!" Om Iwan tries to make Indro sir more comfortable.

Many times also Mr. Indro pull the ill-fated then throw it away.

After feeling quite calm, finally, "if Zahra is willing I want to propose to Zahra."

Mr. Indro's words suddenly made us look at each other. Aunt Lidya closed her mouth so as not to laugh. Om Iwan did the same thing as Aunt Lidya. Only grandma was still glued like a statue. Even my grandmother's mouth was open. Fortunately the atmosphere was still night, so there were no flies flying.

" How's buk?" Mr. Indro tried to ask for an opinion on Grandma.

Of course Grandma looked careless. There was a face that was holding back anger. But grandma was so good at hiding it all.

Because for the grandmother of any guest who comes to his house he will respect like a king.

" I'm sorry Mr. Indro, we need time to think about something serious like this. You can come in one week. Zahra must have had the best decision."

Ah, my grandmother is my hero. Reliable in everything.

After a long conversation, finally Mr. Indro came home.

After making sure Mr. Indro was far away, suddenly om Iwan laughed out loud. Om iwan laughed while holding his stomach. So did Lidya's grandmother and aunt. They laughed while holding their stomachs.

I looked at them one by one. Until long enough I waited for their laughter to subside. After the atmosphere is quite calm om Iwan spoke up, "you are what the hell is Zah? Beautiful yes, sweet yes, yes. But the ones who want to propose to you are all widows. It used to be the husband of the hadeh ..." Om Iwan still laughed while shaking his head.

Maybe I don't think about what's happened lately.

" Are you going to marry Indro? " Aunte Lidya asked full of questions.

Do you want to marry Indro sir? Stay in the footprints in the comments column yes..🙏