Trapped in the Love of Brondong

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The white coat is still attached to the body of a handsome man who never once took his eyes off the screen of his phone. The short message he sent over fifteen minutes ago is still unread, a one-tick mark on the message.

Luckily, the room contained several taglines and slogans about heart health that looked lonely. Otherwise, there must have been news that the heart specialist was unprofessional.

"Wait for what, Doc. I want to get a jackpot." said Tomy on the sidelines of his busy life who also plays mobile.

"It's more than the Jackpot" Adzka said with a smile.

The news of Zuan and Dewi's honeymoon departure did not make him this happy, what makes him happy is that the two decided to stop by first to meet the girl he missed so much.

Even though he only knew the news and heard his voice, the glasses doctor must have been very happy. Therefore he was very impatient to get a reply from the message he sent to the newlyweds.

The notification rings. Quickly he opened it. A notice that they had arrived safely and a voice message was posted on his flat object.

Adzka's looking for his headset in the bag. In his desk drawer, in his pocket, but the result is nil.

"Is it possible in the car?" Adzka takes the contact of his car, gives it to Tomy.

"Please get me my headset, maybe on the dashboard or if there's no try to look at the back of the steering chair" Adzka ordered. Tomy immediately went according to his word.

"Thank you, you're the best" said Adzka smiling with satisfaction, although the voice message had not been heard, but happiness had approached him.

There is no heavy longing, other than being able to hear his voice, knowing the news but not being able to see it.

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The man's eyes were closed, his body leaning against his soft work chair. With the headset attached, a voice message sent by his schoolmate who has now become his brother-in-law.

The voice of the girl he missed so much was heard so clearly in the recording. His laughter was still the same as it was a few months ago when he could still hear the laughter directly from the owner. His voice was spoiled but fierce in certain moments.

Clear crystals dripped from the horizon of the man's eyes. He opened his glasses, put them on the table. With the tip of his fingers wiped away the tears so that no one would see his turmoil.

There is a longing in my heart

A longing so hot

Expect your presence before me

Giving me that smile I always miss

Shame ... Yeah, I'm embarrassed. I'm really embarrassed

I courageously gained the trust of your parents

Unknowingly, my mother's permission made me a stranger to you

Be happy there, be happy in your way

Let me here shut myself down, hoping the magic trusts me. To be with.

The journey into a tour guide was still continuing, after the Adzan Ashar to four human children decided to taste a variety of typical culinary that became the menu of cafes and restaurants on Akkarena beach.

The more afternoon the place even more crowded visitors, although most of them are workers who unwind looking for freshness after tired of struggling with their respective activities.

Juna and Dewi return to selfie, while Zuan and Marchel go to the restaurant and order food.

"Let the brother who is not a twin selfie ria. I'm so hungry." said Marchel holding her stomach.

"Still at Five. You used to eat this afternoon?" ask Zuan. Usually the man eats dinner at 7 or even 8 p.m. To the knowledge of Zuan who ate at five in the afternoon was nursing mothers or pregnant women only.

"Yes, I used to eat at five. If it's 7 or 8 I don't want to fill anything in my stomach anymore. I'll be fat like you" Marchel said, holding back a laugh.

"Wah .. body shaming here." Zuan said no. Marchel just laughed.

"Laugh, you'll feel the pleasure of eating many times if you're going to have a wife. Look, I'm the first one to laugh at you later." Zuan said.

The charm of Akkarena beach at the end of the afternoon is so comfortable. Although the atmosphere is crowded because more and more local tourists are arriving but to the sunset industry do not want to be missed.

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The two girls of different skin colors share a story. Sitting at the edge of the love pier one of the many favored spots on the beach Akkarena it enjoys the beauty of the sun that comes home to her.

"Jun, are you going to stay here?" Dewi let go of her gaze, now her gaze was directed to the friend she knew through her husband.

"Ck .. I don't know. I've got a job here. It's only been a few months, too, if I resign. Maybe I should just stay here, spend the rest of my life maybe. Anyway Papa has allowed me, if possible later I will get a soul mate here." Juna hugged both knees.

"You don't miss Adzka?"

"I have no right to miss him. Her parents are more worthy than me. You know, Dew .. I grew up without a mother. I miss a mother's love so much. God is good to me, He replaced all the shortcomings that I did not have by getting a mother, being able to gather with Mama, also meeting with Mama Marchel. Complete, Dew. Can I make a gap between Adzka and Mama? No, I won't be that happy, even though I might lose it."

"Do you know Dew, when I had a problem with my menstrual schedule, I went to the doctor and it turned out to be Mama Adzka, I don't know. Even my mother took me home. Mom was very nice, friendly and not at all like I saw that night. Maybe you saw me like you made Adzka beg for my love maybe, so he did not accept. And again, all he said was right, I'm just a medicine compounder. Haha. Ah, it's ah. How to be melow gini, we want to be happy-happy. I want Adhan too. Back-forth. Uh, that's a two-man man where ya go!" Juna wiped away her tears. Goddess saw.

"Don't cry dong. Sorry mama. Mama must be sorry if she knows the woman she rejected is as good as you. Sorry also yes, Jun .. I used to have the same sentiment as you. I think because of you, Adzka turned away from me. But precisely because of you too, I can date the same bang Zuan and did not expect to be his wife too. Thanks ...." Both cuddle.

Don't judge others before you really know them.

(pearl Islam.)

The goddess walked slowly letting herself be a little left behind from Juna. His phone is now stuck in his ear.

"You hear everything?" ask the hijab girl

"Yes, everybody."

"When are you gonna catch him here?"

"I'm ashamed, Dew ...."

"Thank you. I'm not gonna forget this. Already maghrib, not long outside there will be ghosts." voice from across there.