Trapped in the Love of Brondong

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The views of two men who were not far adrift of his age were both fixed on a plot like a small tv. Hope not to let the wavy in it become straight. Both of them were like children who were afraid of being left behind by their parents.

The veiled woman is also the same, although her position is slightly away from the cage, but the net is still towards the middle-aged woman.

"Please excuse me, Doctor! Zu!" the middle-aged man patted the shoulders of the two men.

"Let's rest, we and our family pray that Doctor Fatmala is given the best" said Rudi, Juna was also next to him. Without saying anything just try to give a smile hoping that positive energy is channeled to the one who sees it.

"Dew, I'm going home first. I'm here again tomorrow. You rest." hug Juna, Dewi does look very tired, he replied with a nod.

The sturdy man who was still in full uniform came out first, letting his son chat for a while. He sat his body increasingly contained in a chair that was displayed almost along the hospital corridor, until his girl figure came out. The two of them walked together through the rain that was still falling. Fortunately, Rudi's car was right in front of the hospital.

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Cindy looked closely at the girl her husband had brought with him. Warm embrace of women whose age is increasing.

"Son, how are you?" she said, a smile etched sweetly on her thin lips. But his eyes seemed to be holding a wist.

"Pity the fate of my son's soul mate. What did Marchel think? if I were him, I would definitely continue to defend Juna. The problem of love can grow on its own. The past can be forgotten. Yes, if Adzka also still has the same feeling, if not? maybe Adzka already has a replacement. Long address to my daughter's singles." Cindy kept on getting up.

"Mother ...." Rudi called, feeling neglected by his wife. Cindy and Juna were still hugging each other.

"What the hell, Pa." Juna is throbbing, he knows that his father must be jealous because Cindy keeps hugging him.

"Yes that change!" Rudi did not lose his promise, Cindy just laughed at the behavior of the two humans in blood.

The night was getting darker, bringing all beings to peace in the dispute. Including Juna who looked sound asleep on his bed that he missed of course still with the same clothes when he arrived in Medan several hours ago, The slovenly and lazy bathing Juna has returned to his habitat.

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In the morning, Rudi sat down to make coffee and newspaper sheets. The atmosphere is so cool plus the rest of the cold from the rain that continues to flutter throughout the night.

"Pa, can I borrow a car?" Juna had stood in front of the middle-aged man, dressed neatly with a box of food.

"Eh, who is this?" said Rudi folding his newspaper, staring at Juna's face fixedly, linking his eyebrows together.

"Amnesia, Pa? what kepentok?" Juna is still in his position.

"May ya, Pa. Bentaaar is just! out of this meal, Juna went straight home."

"When can you drive it?" Rudi interrogated, as long as Juna lived with him and even worked at that time, Rudi never allowed Juna to drive.

"The whole story, Pa. Juna is great too. Nothing to drive yourself. Who knows, Juna will be able to buy his own car from Juna's work."

"It's not that big, son. It's old! haha. You're unemployed .. Where do you get money to buy a car from? find a treasure?" Rudi rounded up the newspaper sheet, smacked it into the head of his favorite child while laughing.

"Reserve a taxi" he said casually. Juna could only remain silent. There was no point in arguing with Rudi. If the problem rules made by the man will not be changed even though the rainstorm hit. If you can't drive, you will still not be able to do it anytime. Therefore, Juna used to be everywhere often escorted by Zuan. Rudi prefers to find a private driver rather than letting Juna drive himself.

Juna sat down with his face bent, picking up a flat object in his small bag. Ordering his subscription online ojek.

"Don't be so ugly in his face! it's ugly too."

Juna was silent only the legs were continuously stomped to the floor to be the answer that the girl was sulking.

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Yes ..uweek!

The goddess spewed out all her entrails, her face looking extremely pale. After the morning prayer, his stomach felt very uncomfortable, his mouth felt sour.

Zuan continued massaging the nape of the Goddess, helping her to get better, giving her warm water to gargle.

In her carrying the tiny body of the Goddess, lay her on a soft sofa in the hospital VVIP room. Adzka looked concerned at the condition of his sister-in-law.

"If you're good, you go home. Let me take care of my mother." she said from afar, her hands still stroking Fatmala's hand hoping that her mother's consciousness would return.

"I'm fine" Dewi didn't want to leave her in-laws.

"Sir, your current condition is different. I don't want it later ..." Zuan's words stopped when the Goddess's index finger reached her slightly thick lips.

"It's okay, Bang. It's just a process." said the stubborn Goddess.

"If you knew for sure, Mom would tell you to go home. You will feel guilty if anything happens to you. Go home, if you feel better later you can come again right!" adzka's speech was like an order, Zuan was also a mangosteen.

"Yes already." Goddess relented. Zuan also took the initiative to bring his wife back.

"You what? I can walk on my own." The goddess brushed off Zuan's arm who was willing to lift her tiny body. The handsome policeman chuckled.

"Yes yes, sorry. If you are willing, Yang. So your foot." the ray

"Still slim, yes. See you later when you're a mother." Adzka is flirting. The goddess just pouted, tidied her bag, then walked out of the room.

"Not all mothers are fat. I'm a tiny gini cook can be big, it can't be." Inner Goddess.

A white car slid through the streets of the city in the morning. Zuan drove at moderate speed, while looking around looking for the existence of vegetable puffs. The woman next to him suddenly wanted the fruitful food.

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Chequek!

The door opened, revealing a shoulder-haired girl entering it.

"Morning!" he said with a friendly smile. His eyes looked for the whereabouts of his friend who some time ago replied to him, but found none of them. Only one handsome man who looked tired was next to the brangkar.

"Again" replied Adzka.

"Eh, that .. what ... mm ... Which goddess Zuan?" Juna was clumsy, it felt like he wanted to immediately go out of the room that suddenly became very hot.

"Just got home, about 15 minutes ago."

"What's that bring?" Adzka looked at the box that Juna was carrying.

"Oh, here. That's .. breakfast. The doctor hasn't had breakfast, has he?"

"Not yet! yes where is it? herein. Whatisthis? chicken geprek?" Adzka approached Juna who was still standing by the door.

Breakfast with chicken geprek plus spicy sambal at that time can not be forgotten Adzka.

The two look at each other. There is a longing in the brown eye bead of both.

"If only I could, I'd have hugged you and would have tied you up. I don't want you to leave my side." Inner Adzka.

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