Trapped in the Love of Brondong
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The conversation with the man was interesting. The similarity between the two who did not like the girl who was in their house was currently the main topic of their discussion that night. From his home, Adzka never came out of his room, even when Fatmala called him to eat together. The man replied 'full'.
"Something's wrong with that lovely guy" Zuan said
"From the first time it was not right, just realized? but I don't give a shit." Adzka remained the concentration of punching the suspended bolster pillow.
"So when we got here, same car looks like it just got out of here. Boys, Ka."
"Yes, continues? why indeed?"
"It could have been her co-worker Lovely...."
"Duh, that's the one that's doing it."
"Who is the mbela." Adzka left Zuan alone on the balcony. Close the bathroom hard.
Bruk!
"Hey, make that door break!" yell Zuan
"Ah, shut up, it's none of your business!" reply Adzka from within.
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Fatmala is almost half a century old, but her vision is still normal, even without the help of glasses. Maybe because he likes colored vegetables.
The middle-aged woman stared at the trees that still looked dewy, whether it was thick dew or the rest of the rainwater. His eyes glare. His mind flew off remembering something that made him ask inwardly.
"What was my assistant saying right then?" he just kept talking to himself in his heart.
The tall man who was in the car the other day was still clear in his memory. Actually He, Dewi and Zuan had crossed paths with a man who drove a black car that was dubbed the car of a million people.
"If Lovely is engaged, why does she seem to fall in love with Adzka. Men at that time were also no less handsome. Entrepreneurs too, what trus is lacking?"
"Ah, let it be. While the yellow jell is not installed. There is still the right to cornering." his spirit was again flared to bring his son closer to the girl named Beautiful Chandrika.
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The sun is cloudy, black clouds make the day feel like night. Juna got down the taxi that drove him to the plane's boarding point.
Patiently he waited. Playing his smart phone, monitoring his social media, or just looking at the news of his friends.
Shortly notice the plane he was waiting for had arrived safely treading the earth. He got up from his seat excited. Welcoming the arrival of a woman who has been considered like her own mother.
The girl looked impatient, extending her neck in search of the whereabouts of the figure she was waiting for may have arrived, but because of the crowds of people passing by, her neck had to be extra pliable if it could be like a giraffe.
Men wearing black hoodie jackets, as well as matching colored glasses appear to smile. The wave of his hand was like an international artist that fans were waiting for. The longer the figure got closer to that shoulder-haired girl.
"Hi." she said, the man looked awkward. Understand, their status this time is different. Although Marchel has not proposed to Juna officially, but the answer from the girl a month ago has made it seem to have the woman.
"Hi." Juna is still in a daze.
"Hello, I'm here. Who are you looking for?" his hand shook Juna's vision.
"Mama lah. Which mama?"
"Mama in Japan. Mama's feeling there, not coming home." Marchel answered ketus.
"Boyfriend came home either kissed the cake, or not in the hug. This is even seen as not. Gini is my fate." Marchel's mind grumbled.
"I don't go home. Is your mom still not healed?" the girl looked disappointed.
"O, Uh ...." Juna was shocked as his hand was pulled suddenly by Marchel's embrace.
"The boyfriend came home from far away in the giniin." Marchel hugged Juna tightly. There was no reply from the girl.
"Don't do this ah, it's not good to see people. Take it off." pinta Juna
"No matter what, I want a hug!"
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The long haired woman was packing some of her things. There was only one small suitcase. He pulled her out and walked towards the room on the first floor.
Slowly knock on the brown door leaf. Today is Sunday, the doctor-professed homeowner is out of work today.
"Auntie ... It's beautiful to say goodbye." he said
The door was open, a friendly face came out from inside.
"Where are you going, son?" the woman asked astonished to see the girl in front of her carrying a suitcase.
"It's nice to go back to Jakarta, Tan. The business here is running. Beautiful already have people who can be trusted to take care of branches here. But sometimes beautiful will come, really."
"Loh, auntie's cook is left." Fatmala looked sad.
"It's a beautiful house right there, Tan. Beautiful will take care of the beautiful work there. Hopefully we can get back to North Korea soon. Beautiful here too. It's just as beautiful, Tan." Lovely hugged the middle-aged woman.
"If there's time to play here, Auntie can also stop by, right?"
"By dong, Tan."
The two embrace again. There's a sense of unwillingness to get out of this house. But there is also a sense of unwillingness to release Pramono who looks closer to his cousin's brother.
Flashbacks
The night after Pram came home from the Fatmala residence called Indah where the hostel is. Pram's back at Nia's. He was welcomed by that simple family.
After dinner, Nia said goodbye to her mother for monthly shopping. Pram who knew it offered to drive. There's a car. Nia also agreed.
In the shopping center, Indah called. Pram who felt nothing had happened turned off the call and replaced it with a video call. Indah looked unhappy to see her fiance shopping with her cousin's sister.
"I'm not letting go of you, Mom. I wouldn't be willing to go with Nia." Beautiful hands clenched.
"I have to take care of everything. It's nothing. If there I have Mas here I'm after that handsome doctor." he murmured.
Flashback off
The middle-aged woman knocked on the door of the room, after tired of calling her bachelor several times from below but no reply, she rushed to the youngest child's room.
"What the hell, Ma." Adzka came out of his room, his pillow face still looks his voice is still hoarse typical of people waking up.
"Anterin Lovely! He wants to go home to Jakarta." exclaimed Fatmala
"Eh, no need for aunt. It's beautiful to have ordered a taxi." said the girl who turned out to follow.
"That's it, Mama heard it. Pity if bang his online taxi in cancel." said Adzka happy.
"Mm, Mas Adzka ... Lovely saying yes." said the girl presenting a smile as sweet as honey.
"Oh, yes. Good luck to the destination."
