Trapped in Love with the Idol

70. Sometimes Clouds are Black

Albar already looked cool, he then carrying his favorite Rick Hanes brand guitar.

Make Albar, performing with Rick Hanes guitar adds to his confidence, and he really likes the local product guitar.

At first glance, many may think that Rick Hanes is a brand of guitar produced by American manufacturers, but in fact, Rick Hanes Guitar is a production of PT Buana Cadas Perkasa, which is in Pambak rice fields, Sidoarjo, Sidoarjo, Indonesia of course.

The local guitar products that are able to penetrate the international market is clearly one of pride for music lovers in the archipelago.

Shifting Gibson class to become an icon cafe class HardRock in Bali, of course, is not an easy thing.

Albar's favorite guitar that he once bought for thirty-six million, in fact no less great with the price of Gibson which can be up to hundreds of millions.

"When you love this country, love also the creative people who are here, support their products worldwide, to let the world know this country has many generations that will still make red and white fluttering in space."

So said Albar in one performance when he first used a guitar production Mas Doddy Hernanto.

(Hopefully later not only HardRock cafe Bali only dong, but all HardRock cafe uses Rick Hanes brand guitar as its icon)

"Is the bar ready?"

Flo asked who seemed to be holding the camera.

Albar nodded.

"Yuk cus."

Said Flo.

Albar followed Flo out of his house.

"So Mami nelfon you didn't get picked up she said."

Flo opens the car door, Albar goes inside and Flo catches up.

"For the eavesdropping phone practice, what's the matter?"

Ask Albar.

"Don't know either, it was just a phone call you again did not take the phone lifted."

Answer Flo.

"Yes, it's just so new."

Said Albar again.

"Where did you meet the model who spread rumors in my pregnancy?"

Ask Albar again.

"Safe."

Flo leaned back while unpacking her bag.

Pardi behind the wheel had started the car engine and was preparing to take two of his employers away to the Zombie Hotel.

Flo appears to take out an hp and gives it to Albar.

"What's this?"

Albar frowned.

"My phone made contact with Kancil, he found the address of Mr. Nurdin, yes he lived there."

Said Flo.

"That's where the pictures of his house are."

Continue Flo anyway.

Albar so heard the name Nurdin immediately opened the phone that had just given Flo, he went into the chat application where there were many Flo and Kancil chat.

Albar read it, after that saw photos of the house that Kancil said was the house of Pak Nurdin.

A simple house, and including the old model.

"There there are occupying, he said the distant brother, it is also said to be occupied again only four years. Mr. Nurdin died with his wife in an accident about seventeen years ago, his adopted baby son, his adoption process and who adopted it he doesn't know, because he was a child at that time and he lived not there, but reportedly later will be asked for more information to parents who know what happened, just be patient."

Flo explained at length.

Albar nodded.

"No, I think I know who adopted, and also where the baby is now."

Said Albar limp.

Flo looked at Albar who was like a shock to get news about Nurdin.

"Sori, I should love you later after you perform."

Said Flo.

Albar shook his head.

"Why Flo, thank you for helping, you gave more money to Kancil, and the day after I went to that house."

Albar.

Flo nodded.

Albar gave Flo another hp, and now he stared at the night nanar Street Jakarta.

His heart now felt so dark, so dark. So this is why Papi financed all the Balqis adoption? Inner Albar.

But why Papi if the real day his friend was driving? Inner Albar again.

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At the home of Balqis the study for Aki has begun, the residents who come now not as much as at the beginning, maybe because it has been a few nights raining continues after the Maghrib.

But on this seventh night Bang Adit seemed to take the time to attend.

"Qis, it looks like rice thanks to more tonight, maybe about twenty-five containers, just shared huh?"

Wa Icih asked Balqis who was sitting on the terrace near the attic stairs to Albar's room while holding Cimot, next to him Eti and Po and Dinda were teaching.

As Balqis expected, he was ahead of Maghrib coming the month, so today he did not participate in the salary, just sitting with his friends.

"Yes Wa, set Wa Icih only."

Balqis.

"The widow decrepit around here is all, later we ask for help Bang Fajar alone who for flat to RT next door or RW next to you there may still be many widows unable to."

Wa Icih.

"Teh Lilis has been given Wa?"

Ask Balqis.

"Oh, I've already been loved first, given by two even."

Sahut Wa Icih's.

Balqis.

Wa Icih returned to the kitchen, then seemed busy with Teh Inggit and Teh Nurul separating the rice blessing to be given to the residents who came, and also later that will be distributed only to the widow of the elderly and widow can not afford.

About half-nine nights, the recitation ended, the rain spatter made everyone a little nervous about going home.

Bang Fajar helped distribute the rice thanks to the residents along with Navie and Wa Icih's husband.

Bang Adit last farewell, and Wa Icih brought four rice blessings to Bang Adit.

"How much Bi?"

Ask Bang Adit.

"At Bu Ustadzah Nur's house there are many people, nothing to take."

Wa Icih.

Bang Adit nodded.

"Alright Bi, thank you, greetings to Balqis."

Bang Adit said, because Balqis did not meet him.

"Why are you talking about Qis?"

Eti asked Balqis who was choosing behind the door.

"Ne what."

Answer Balqis.

"What time is this? Albar is doing dooong."

Po reminded.

"Ah yes, let's hurry up..."

Eti immediately ran up to the attic.

"Eh, this is wrong."

Shouted Dinda.

"Anything off."

Eti Sahut.

Po following.

Balqis laughed.

"What the hell is Qis?"

Ask Teh Inggit.

"Hehehe... That's Teh, Albar wants to perform at the opening event of a new hotel in Jakarta, Kak Flo will broadcast it live."

Balqis.

"Oh yeah?"

Teh Inggit enthusiastic.

Balqis.

"If so we watch together, use TV only Qis."

Teh Inggit.

"Could you?"

Ask Balqis.

Teh Inggit nodded.

"It could be, the TV that Albar bought was the latest model."

Teh Inggit.

"Oh, yeah."

Balqis finally agreed.

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