Trapped in Love with the Idol

118. You Are Sweet

Early in the morning Albar's house was crowded, not only because all the residents of his house were awake and busy, but also because Flo had come since before dawn.

While Balqis and her friends were splashing around in the kitchen making breakfast, Flo was in Albar's room for a quick chat before her brother returned to Perth.

"You should come here often Flo, let Balqis be at ease."

Said Albar who was seen wearing his jacket.

Flo who was sitting on the sofa of Albar's room seemed to nod.

"Just relax, I'll stay here occasionally too, I'll use your room."

Flo.

Albar nodded.

"Just use it."

Sahut Albar's.

"Trus when are your plans to return to Indonesia again?"

Ask Flo.

Albar approached the sofa where Flo was sitting. Albar brought his shoes and then was busy wearing his shoes there.

"After I had my permission to marry Balqis."

Albar.

"Even though you haven't graduated yet?"

Ask Flo.

Albar nodded.

"What job do you want to marry a kid who's still in college."

Flo.

"Damn it, my savings while working with you are still more than enough."

Flo who heard him laughed.

"Balqis himself? Is he ready? He has the ambition to be a teacher, if married for sure he will be a little disturbed to really focus on learning."

Said Flo again.

"I'll let him go to college, I'll support him whatever he wants. I want to be a man who does not limit the space of the wife who wants to achieve her goals, especially if it is a noble ambition like Balqis. Having useful knowledge for many people, I definitely support it Flo."

Albar.

Flo nodded while leaning.

"Well, men should be, after all, living in this day and age, women should be independent as well, no matter what, but I think we are too blindfolded by the reality that exists, not all men are able to leave a lot of inheritance when he dies, while if women are not usually independent, he will only be a complaining and whiny woman, the victims are certainly children."

Albar speechless.

"You know why most of my employees on the back are widows?"

Albar looked at Flo.

"I want stronger women, especially those who are alone, looking for money with their own abilities, do not shy get rich men, better tired themselves. Ah I hate to see so many widows end up giving up on their fate by being a toy boy scoundrel just for needing to cling to make ends meet."

Said Flo.

Albar nodded.

"If you're like this, you're exactly Mami."

Albar.

Flo laughs.

"Of course, your mother, my mother, and I, for this we strongly agree. There's nothing wrong with an independent woman, what's wrong is when she starts feeling entitled to oppress men, but if her man deserves to be bullied, nothing, hahahaha..."

Flo laughs.

"Haiiish, you crazy son of a bitch."

Albar stood up from his seat.

"Have you met Balqis?"

Ask Albar.

"I just came he was awake, already busy free, I said, you're the candidate for Madam here, why did you do the work of Bi Tuti, then you know what he did not answer?"

Flo came to his feet and helped Albar carry a bag containing several boxes of unyil cake ordered by Mami.

"What?"

Ask Albar.

"Bi Tuti is a house assistant, he should be given duties, not everything he does, if all he does he is no longer working here, but a slave."

Albar gawking.

"What's? A slave?"

Albar bobbing head.

Flo laughs.

"Your future wife doesn't know if Bi Tuti a month you give eight million for her payday, not yet her meal money. Ahhaha..."

Albar just scratched his head and put on his hat.

For a moment Albar and Balqis looked at each other.

Understanding the situation and the condition did not allow Flo to remain there, so Flo excused both of them to go down first.

Flo takes over Albar's suitcase to bring him downstairs first so he can ask Pardi to put it in the car.

"Bale."

Albar walked over to Balqis.

Confused and awkward the two now faced each other.

"Nwg... I'm leaving soon, you're fine as long as I'm not around."

Albar finally opened his voice.

Balqis nodded slowly.

His eyes began to re-glass.

"May I hold you for a moment? Just a minute, just hugging, nothing more."

Albar was confused.

On the other hand he knew it was not allowed, but on the other hand he really could not see Balqis starting to cry. Besides, it's also really hard to leave now.

Balqis brought one step closer to Albar as if the answer to Albar's question.

"I beg you, eat regularly, do not be too tired, do not often grieve, if going to the grave parents ask inter Pardi and accompanied by Dinda, do not sleep too late, good lectures."

Albar said while embracing Balqis who was now crying in her chest.

"I promise I'll be back soon, I'll be successful to make you happy Bal."

Albar lirih.

(Hmm... You haven't been successful well Bar? Othor through dong)

Balqis seemed to nod softly in Albar's arms.

(Just two minutes, enough, no more, heavy, later satan nimbrung.)

Yes, just two minutes, his second hug finally came off, Albar cleavage wiped the tears on Balqis cheek.

"You are also a Bar, eat enough, do not stay up, do not join the association that is not good, do not forget to live a balanced life by not leaving worship. If today we are not yet perfect to be good people, at least with the worship of our hearts not too far from God, until one day when we want to return will be easier to find a way."

Balqis Message.

Albar nodded.

"Dear, I won't forget worship for you."

Balqis.

"Don't do good for a creature, but for the creation of a creature."

Balqis.

Albar smile.

"Yes Bal, I'll remember that."

Balqis smiled back at Albar's reply.

Until Balqis suddenly remembered what he had prepared for Albar last night.

"Bar, wait a minute."

Balqis.

"What's wrong?"

Ask Albar.

Balqis slightly ran towards her room, she headed towards her study table and picked up a box wrapped in beautiful blue paper.

Balqis took him out of the room, and came back to Albar.

"It."

Balqis gave the box to Albar.

"What's this?"

Ask Albar.

Balqis smiled shyly.

His face met with red made Albar anxious but could not do anything but look at him.

"Just open it later when it's on the plane."

Balqis.

"Gift?"

Albar asked with a smile.

Balqis just stared at Albar while still with her shy smile

Ah so sweet. Inner Albar.

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