Trapped in the Love of Brondong
22
The night was getting late, it was even early morning. Women in pajamas with pants that are only limited to the knee are still awake. He hasn't slept a second.
"Why do I have to see you again! make it even worse." he said later.
The figure of the man who accidentally met him earlier, made his memory go back to his past while he was studying in this city.
The flashback
"There's actually curiosity, Mil. How does it feel to have a boyfriend! if you want to marry directly as you wish I am afraid ah. Not sure I'm. Who has known from a small age like Papa my mama can End, especially those who have not known at all. Uh, I didn't mean anything, Mila. No offense, yeah." Juna seemed so enthusiastic about telling stories through a video call with his friend.
"No, it's ordinary. Why wear offended everything. It's up to you, to date or whatever. The important thing is not to go down. Where's there? more and more at home." the black veiled line looked very sweet.
"More at home, but he's the famous Playboy, Mil. The risk of heartbreak is great, if the determination is made."
"Loh, continues? ready for a broken heart, right?"
"Here you are, hahaha. I feel challenged, Mil. Don't tell Erwin the same story. Bawel ntar tu pak-bapak. Feels like I have my papa three." Juna recalled how chatty his best friend was. His high sense of caring makes Erwin very possessive of taking care of his two female friends.
Mila and Erwin were friends of Juna while still sitting on the bench of Aliyah Madrasah, high schools that focus more on religious science but still prioritize general lessons as well (If you do not know read the first author novel ya gaes).
"Aren't the guys handsome, Jun?"
"Not very handsome. Yeah, well, there's a handsome guy who wants me ugly."
"Don't raise it ah, later if you fall sick. Haha"
"I've taken it easy, just relax." Juna still wanted to linger chatting. But from then on Mila had evaporated many times. She understood very well, Mila was used to sleeping fast. Ten o'clock at night like this was already very late for him.
"Oh yeah, sleep there. You've yawned hundreds of times. Smell your breath all the way here, I'm gonna pass out." God ended the call.
"Have a son, Junaidi! okay, fine there, Nduk. Don't be naughty, learn the real thing to be a real person. Assalamu'alaikum." The conversation ended, now the phone shows a walpapper who shows the familiarity between him and their subject tonight. His current status is still pedekate in fact, originally from a friendship.
Who else if not Marchel. Manado Chinese blooded men are now often interfere with his concentration. Who is not impressed, his cool appearance, his humble personality, and also rich make him a campus idol, even though badung. College is only limited to following the wishes of his parents. Come to campus just to hang out in the cafeteria or bascam.
His meeting with Juna at that time was an accidental thing. When in the cafeteria there are no empty seats anymore than the one on Juna's desk. Marchel thoughtlessly sat her body there. Without excuse though! he also felt forced to eat the bagin, because from last night he had not eaten. Her conflict with her parents led her to leave home to avoid a fight.
"Sit down, no papa. My bag is under the table. Let it get dirty. This is your canteen!" juna's eyes rounded, as the man in front of him took Juna's bag which he placed on the chair now occupied by the man, then threw it just below the table.
"Non-polite!" ketus again.
"And you said, this is my cafeteria. Yes I like it." replied the man was no less ketus.
End Flashback
"Hahaha, rich freak. But thank God, now he has a pharmacy. Hope has been fulfilled. May success be with him." Juna recalled those times.
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A small suitcase was standing in the living room. Time to go home. One week over 2 days is enough to let go of longing. Although the longing will return again even after stepping out of the entrance of this house. If her mother had stayed in her house at that time. It probably won't take time to divide like this.
The two women who looked similar embraced. There is a sense of unwilling to release his first daughter back to return to his papa's house.
"Come here often, Yun!"said the middle-aged woman.
Tingtung!
The sound of the house bell rang. Lia rushed to open the door.
his smile broadened when he saw the figure behind the door.
"Chel! come in." he said
"Aunty makasi. Morning, Om." he said as he entered the house. Juna's eyes rounded to see Marchel who was still standing, smiling to all the residents of the house.
"Rapaine loe?" ketus Juna's.
"You're sending a jutek chick back to its habitat!"
"Loe thought I was Atang's son!"
"No, I know you're bin Rudi, right?"
"Hm ...."
"Let's go! plane's at nine, right?" Marchel pulled Juna's suitcase.
"Udah, same with Marchel. I'm kind enough to send ya don't be rejected dong." said Mama Lia, patting Juna's shoulder who was still staring at Marchel with a murderous look.
"If only mama wasn't here, you'd be done" said Juna.
"Yes already, Ma. Juna came home first, mom. Thanks for everything." again they hugged.
"Yes darling. Careful. Mama loves you, son." Those tears can't be contained anymore. Every farewell will bring sadness.
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The car drove at full speed splitting the road that began to crowded vehicles carrying school children.
"Why send me to the airport all the time, Chel. I see I'm home."
"I want to come! I'd like to say the same to Rudi. I want to bring his son to live here" Marchel said without seeing Juna. The focus is just ahead.
"Can ae, bang. Seriously. Don't make a baper. My memory has been reinstalled, the old memory has been damaged." Juna looked out the window.
The car rate is decreasing and decreasing. Marchel stopped his car on the road.
"Jun, how many times have I explained. I want you. I've changed. My education is over, I am independent. Lyra's problem is my business." Try to hold Juna's hand, but Juna immediately brushed it off.
"From the beginning I was in a half-hearted relationship with you, Chel. I wonder, actually I also want to have a serious relationship. I feel challenged to change you. Yeah, I made it. But apparently not with your playboy nature. I'm ready to be heartbroken now I've forgotten everything. You're the one who broke my trust. Marchel, this 4-year-old you can live without me right? why bother me again?"
"I'm sorry, Jun. I'm really sorry."
