Trapped in Love with the Idol

83. Goodbye

Dinda looked at the map containing the file of the Balqis adoption process that Balqis had just presented.

The two sat on the bed of Balqis' room.

Yes, according to what Dinda said if he would see Balqis condition after his graduation, then Dinda really went there.

Balqis eyes are still teary, his hands even when putting the file map that is now in front of Dinda also looks trembling.

Dinda sighed.

"Prophet Aqis, all there must be a silver, do you remember the word ustadzah Nur, if God will not burden us beyond our ability?"

Dinda grabbed Balqis hand which felt cold.

"I... I just learned to accept the fact that if Aki is gone, I also just learned to accept the fact that I was only an adopted child, I... I can try hard because there is an Albar that I think can be my strength Nda."

Balqis cried.

Dinda grabbed Balqis into her arms.

Dinda so joined in crying, he as a close friend of Balqis who has been with Balqis since still Kindergarten in fact as if he could feel what Balqis felt.

"Why should Albar's parents be Nda? Why Albar's parents."

Balqis's cry was now completely broken, as if Balqis now wanted to spill it all on Dinda.

"Yes Qis, I understand this must be hard for you, be patient."

Says Dinda trying to calm down.

"Albar has contacted you again?"

Ask Dinda fine.

Balqis shook her head weakly still in a state of crying.

"Maybe he's still busy, or he's just like you Aqis, maybe Albar didn't know before, and he must be in shock."

Said Dinda.

"She knew I was adopted from the first day Aki was rushed to the Hospital."

Balqis.

"Not that Qis, I mean about his parents, Albar could have just found out about it."

Dinda said as she took off her arms at Balqis.

Balqis seemed to wipe her tears, looking at Dinda who now looks to help tidy up Balqis hair.

"On your adoption, actually far away I know Qis myself, I never accidentally heard parents talking about Abah you when the first time will take you home, it was my father who brought a car from Jakarta."

Dinda.

Balqis looks agape.

"Why...why are you silent?"

Ask Balqis.

Dinda tried to smile.

"Obviously it's not my right to explain Qis, what right do I have to interfere?"

Balqis looked to sigh.

"You must have loved me all along."

Balqis.

Dinda shakes.

"I see you just as much as I see Eti and Po, but you're more special to me because we've been friends with Qis for longer. Since childhood we've always been like brothers, when all the bad boys came to me, you're good to me, when all the kids love to cheat on me because I'm shy, you're still friends with me."

Dinda.

Balqis looked at Dinda with her eyes still in tears.

"Do not be discouraged Aqis, whatever I remain with you as a friend and brother, rest assured there will be a silver lining. About Albar, you don't get carried away by emotions first, wait until Albar explains everything."

Said Dinda wisely.

"What if he'll never explain anything?"

Balqis.

Dinda patted Balqis on the shoulder.

"When you love someone, you have to trust him, too, when you trust him, then don't be half-hearted."

Said Dinda.

Balqis looked at Dinda.

"Later or tomorrow, try asking Flo first, so you can be calmer."

Said Dinda.

Balqis.

His heart still ached knowing the reality of Albar's parents that made Balqis' parents died.

Is it true that Balqis still wants to listen to Albar's explanation? Shall?

Balqis covered her face with both palms, she cried again, it was hard for Balqis to endure her grief this time.

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Albar got out of his house early in the morning, Pardi who drove up to the front carrying a suitcase of Albar clothes and put it in the trunk of the pickup car.

Fortunately, the issue of Albar's arrival to the public cemetery did not make many journalists storm his house as the other day when the issue of Albar impregnated the newcomer model.

Maybe because this time the media crew has found speakers who are happy to tell you to come here with added spices that increasingly make the news more delicious.

Albar himself is not willing to take a headache anymore now. For him his career as an idol in fact it is no longer useful he fought for.

Albar chose to start his life from scratch again after he could be calmer.

For now, Albar is still too chaotic, like the building is now Albar in a state of complete collapse, flat with the ground.

It took a lot of time for Albar to be able to live a normal life again.

Albar got into the pickup car, and sat down behind the driver.

He didn't even have a word of farewell to Pardi.

Ah let alone Pardi, even on Flo Albar did not say anything.

The moving car left the courtyard of Albar's house, as Flo stared at the departure of Albar from behind the glass window of the room where he was staying.

Flo sighed, there was one clear spot dripping from the corner of his eye.

Ah yes, in fact, even though they are always noisy like rats and cats, but in their hearts they clearly love each other.

Compared to her siblings, Flo is much closer to Albar.

Make Flo, Albar is definitely not only a brother, but also the best friend and friend of the storm so far. No one can understand how stubborn Flo has been all this time other than Albar, no one can compensate for Flo's madness other than Albar, and when there are men who play Flo, no one can play Flo, no brother is as angry as Albar.

Flo was sitting limp on the sofa of her room which was near the glass window of the room.

Yes, after later taking care of all the cancellation of Albar's contract and returning and paying all the fines for Albar's contract which was void, no matter what Flo would do in Indonesia.

Albar himself in the car looks staring at the streets of Jakarta that has not been too jammed because it is still morning.

Maybe Albar will not see the road in the future for a very long time, so it feels like Albar wants to enjoy it now.

Yes enjoy it, record it well so that Albar can make sure he will never forget it.

Just as he did some time ago when he left Aki's house, leaving the city of Tasikmalaya, leaving Balqis there.

Albar breathed.

Something felt squeezed his chest until it felt to breathe is now so tight.

Balqis...

Goodby.

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