Trapped in the Love of Brondong

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The coldness of the air in the room did not defeat the cold face of the owner of the heart that was sad, languishing without hope.

*Love should be like a pair of wings that carry us flying high.

Love should be like the air that makes us always have hope

But love should also be like a painting that never finishes, so we never leave it.

(Nadia Asma*)

"Ck! I haven't even started it yet! especially if it is." muttered the girl who hugged her knees on the bed. His head rests on both hands. Lamenting his fate that was swayed in an uncertain direction. There used to be a Papa who was always with him through the day without the presence of a mother. But at this moment, that figure was not even expected to calm him down at this moment.

She kept her eyes open as if they could not open perfectly as the whole night continued to cry.

Cklek!

The bathroom door opened, featuring a pajama-filled figure wrapped around her body that was no longer tight.

"Wake up, mom! good morning, dear." said Maria, peeping over Juna's head with a soothing smile. The greeting was only answered with a smile that was immediately followed by a hug with a sobbing sedan.

No words were spoken from the girl's lips. It simply spilled its sadness through its tears that seemed to continue to produce endlessly.

"Dear, don't keep going like this! What should you do, son. Try telling mom. What do you have to do to make you not sad anymore?" The beakbaya woman continued to stroke.

"Thank you, Ma. Juna doesn't know what to reply mom with. If only mama was not there, Juna did not know where to go." exclaimed Juna who still hid his face in the arms of Maria.

Juna didn't come home that night. Since Adzka's departure, Maria and Marchel took her to the room where Maria was staying that night. Unintentionally, Maria did want to stay overnight there to minimize fatigue during the trip, he said, at the same time checking directly the readiness of his hotel provides the best for the reception that has been booked in advance by his little friend Doctor Hari.

"Mandi gih's! let her body be more direct. Keep on having breakfast. Mama wants to call Marchel!"

"Yes, Ma." Juna took off his embrace, tying up his messy hair.

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"What is this, Bang! if you no longer want Juna to live here, say. Let him be just like me. I can meet all her needs even if she doesn't work!" hardik Lia who was feeling very angry. The last flight from Makassar, that night she went to the birthplace of her ex-husband. With anger rising, she and her husband set out.

"It was you who didn't let me take her with me. For years I held back my longing, even just hearing her voice, you didn't allow it. Now then? once she grows up and has the right to make her own choices, you force her to marry someone like Dadang! Ck!" Lia was so explosive, like a volcano that was ready to blow out all its contents, while her husband could only hold her hand while occasionally stroking her shoulders even if her words started to get rough.

While Rudi was just silent, his gaze was blank. He just lowered his gaze. Cindy also accompanied him, Cindy sitting next to him.

"Mba, Sorry. Actually you did this because ...." Cindy tries to answer Lia's growing nagging, but Rudi stops her. The country's servant finally spoke up from his silence. His eyes reddened with tears, a little more tears that had begun to pool in the horizon of the eye would also escape.

"Have finished nagging it? get all your uneg-unegs out, if you can be happy because of that!" rudi calmly spoke

"You asked for a divorce. I kept it because to bully you, to have you cancel it. But it turns out I was wrong, your resolve was already unanimous. You prefer your little friend because he allows you a career again, not like me. That's what I'm doing right now. I didn't want Juna to leave me, I knew there was a young man who loved him so much, but the boy still didn't want to accept it. Plus I heard he came back here with a guy, later I found out he was Makassar, I didn't want him to die like you. I want after she gets married, she's not far from me. Therefore, I threatened to marry her to her little friend first, and you know that she really hates the personality of a man like Dadang. But really I never thought, it turns out Adzka did not have the blessing of his parents. What's my son's fault, that he was insulted like that in public!" Rudi's jaw hardened, his hands clenched in anger. Lia recalls her past, the time when she filed for divorce from her husband in the Religious Court.

Everything's silent. The clockwork sounds are loud. The four old men who were in the room were swept away in each other's minds.

"Once you loved your wife, sir!" the mind of Lia's husband

"It turns out your love for her mama Juna is so great, Bang." Cindy's mind was jealous.

"Basic possessive men!" inner Lia

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The man with his glasses attached beautifully framed his net down the stairs, his beloved white coat draped on his sturdy boat.

"Breakfast first, Ka!" invite Fatmala who sat at the table to eat with Zuan who ate with his heart.

"Mm .. Come on, Ka. Breakfast! there is fried rice! mmm ...." Zuan continued to chew his food calling his sister who walked lazily down the stairs, a tangled face full of problems was very obvious.

"No laper! loe Abisin is my ration!" he said from a distance then took his car contacts in the nightstand drawer.

"I'm leaving!" he said he opened the door and closed it hard. Before long the sound of the car engine was on, a split second of the car had left the garage with maximum speed.

"Why is that a boy!" chirp Zuan who is still greedy. The closer to the wedding day his appetite just grew. The opposite of the bride-to-be, women will lose their appetite even though pretending, just to make the appearance look perfect on the wedding day.

"Two plates, Zu. Your suit won't fit." Fatmalapun lazily bribed his food.

"The Death of Adzka, Ma. Dumped dear. Rarely did Zu eat mama's cooking" he said grinning.

"If you knew what happened last night, maybe your appetite would be the same as Adzka's, son. I don't know why I could be that rude to that woman either. Ah, let it be. Sometimes the truth hurts. I'll just find a girl who's our level. Adzka should be a little coerced if he refuses again. Hm ...."

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Hi hi 😁

long time no see, Huh. There is no mood for up gaes, the child of this dime writer is sick. Please pray that my little girl will heal quickly, manteman and help the author with your thumbs. Haturnuhun 🙏