Trapped in the Love of Brondong

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The star-studded night sky gave a bright light in the dark of the night, the girl in neat clothes with a long shirt and a skirt below the knee walked down the residential complex.

Starting from the post security guard the girl on foot, the angkot he was riding could not sincerely take him to the front of the house.

Hugging the map, as well as the bag she was carrying on her right shoulder, the girl walked over with a face that looked exhausted. It's hard to find a job in this day and age, he thought. Although she had already submitted several job applications via email, the girl was also looking for work directly to the source.

The time had already shown it was almost 7pm, the girl hastened her pace.

"I haven't prayed maghrib!" said the girl ran up to her house which was only a hundred meters away.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mother" said the girl, Cindy answered him from the kitchen. At this hour, he must be preparing dinner, Juna thought

Juna climbed up the stairs, opened the door of his room in a hurry, after putting the important item he was carrying on his dressing table, the woman grabbed the towel he had hung behind the door.

Ten minutes later the girl was out in her sleeping pajamas. Stretching across the prayer mat and wearing light blue face, the girl dissolved into her worship.

The voice of the mother from below who called her name made her immediately finish her prayer, in the rubbing of her sweet face with her two hands that were

united to hope God will grant all his prayers.

"Yes, Mother. Juna will eat it later. Want to sleep first." said the girl from the door she slightly opened, only showing her head and her hair unraveling.

The girl laid her body on the bed.

"Seronoknye can lay!" his words imitated the style of two twin boys he always watched every afternoon.

Not long after, those eyes closed. Juna had already entered into his beautiful dreamland.

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The middle-aged woman is seen praying on her wheelchair, in the second shaf on the left corner, next to her looks a veiled girl who has opened her face, leaving the bottom cloth with the hand still lifted up straight with the chest. In the musholla there is only a fan, making him feel a little rage lingering using his fairly thick mukenya.

"Have, Ma?" said Dewi softly, followed by a nod Fatmala. The goddess pushed the wheelchair out of the yellow green musholla.

Adzka and Zuan were waiting in front of the door, the car was deliberately parked in front of the musholla, there was only their car there and a few motorcycles, the residents of the complex around many are on foot, not many vehicles are parked.

Zuan carried her mother's body, took the middle-aged woman into the car and sat her in the front seat next to the driver. All the passengers got into the car.

"Well, are you ready, Ka? his face doesn't need to be so tense!" Zuan saw Adzka from the glass in front of him, the man turned on his car engine. The white car was running slowly behind the motorcycle that had just preceded them. Zuan's car glass was still open when the motor horn sounded greeting him.

"Ready, Ndan." said the distended man.

"Camer through the tuh!" zuan said with a laugh, followed by the others.

Flashbacks

The sound of the house bell several times rang, indicating that there were guests who came to visit the white house.

Zuan got up, opened the main door.

"Eh, Ndan. Please come in." Zuan gasped to see the guest behind the door he opened. The figure of a manly man along with his graceful wife stood waiting.

Rudi and Cindy entered in tandem, Zuan directed his guests to meet his mother, wife, and sister who were gathered in the family room.

"Eh, Om." Adzka who is now lying hugging the legs of his mother who was fluttering on the carpet, woke up and greeted the two guests alternately.

"How he is, Mba. It's getting better like that." said Cindy, Fatmala smiled kindly received Cindy's hand.

"Alhamdulillah, like this. Sorry I was hiding. My legs are still sore." said the middle-aged woman, Rudi and Cindy nodded in understanding.

"Please have a drink, sir ... Ma'am" said Dewi

"Thank you, it seems like someone wants to be this father" said Cindy, Zuan who listened to the conversation immediately replied to justify the situation of his two-bodied wife.

"Please pray, ma'am" said Zuan

"Where's the girl, sir? why not come?" Fatmala opened a serious conversation, it just so happened that Juna's parents came to visit.

"Oh, Juna is traveling, Doctor. He said he wanted to find a job, understand." Rudi looked at Fatmala while answering a question from her. The man was always looking into the eyes of every interlocutor, unless he was with the newspaper of course.

"He's still here?" ask Adzka wonder. But, it seemed like he was the only one who was astonished.

"Juna will not return to Makassar again. He stays here. Marchel has let him pursue his love here. Maybe ...." Rudi sniffed his shoulders, smiling meaningfully at Adzka who still looked astonished.

"meaning?" said the young doctor.

"Marchel is currently in Japan, almost a month ago precisely dated .. hm." Zuan opens a short message app on his phone.

"On the 12th yesterday, he left for Japan his mother was on medication there. He has invited Juna to return to Medan, and mengikhlaskan their engagement bond that has not been formalized. Isn't that right, Commander?" continue Zuan again.

"Yes, I kept waiting. When was the engagement, why so long after Juna informed me that he had decided to accept Marchel's proposal. I thought maybe Marchel would just choose to get married. Uh, I didn't know Juna called if Marchel told him to go back to Medan. The fate is, maybe not a soul mate, want to be forced also will not be able to." explained Rudi

"Then it's fitting! tonight we'll visit my father's house. We will officially ask Juna. I want to propose Juna to my youngest son." Fatmala spoke with great seriousness.

"Mama ... ask the cake first Adzka, he wants nothing." Zuan teased Adzka who seemed to be holding back his smile.

"Oh yes, Mama forgot. I thought my mom was selfish again. Adzka ... How, son? it fits this?" Fatmala. All eyes were now on the man who looked so happy.

"Guitable, Ma. Fits!" said Adzka gave her two thumbs up, the whole room was filled with laughter. Two families will soon be united into a big family.

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Cindy opened the door of her house wide, the door was attached two she opened it all. The house looked quiet like there was just Cindy there.

After all the guests entered the house, of course, the bespectacled man sought the existence of the woman of his heart. His net went around staring at each runag, hoping that the figure was on one of his.

"Where is he?" Rudi asked his wife, Cindy replied in a whisper, but the others could hear her even faintly.

"Maclum yes, Mba. He arrived at his house at 7. Ketapean goods times." said Cindy, Fatmala memperiluminya. While waiting, Cindy served a variety of market snacks and warm tea.

Rudi left them, walking up the stairs to the room of the eldest daughter, knocking slowly but no words. In the absence of the unlocked door leaf, her daughter seemed to be asleep on the bed. Rudi closed the door of the room very carefully, without making a sound the man went down and met his guest again.

"Excuse everyone. Sorry yes, if soon you will watch the drama, there will be people who go down the stairs with a speed above average" said Rudi who stood in the corner of the living room.

Everyone seemed to be wondering, except for Cindy. Shaking her head, Cindy tried to explain.

"I'm sorry, Mba. Their behavior is like this. If you find each other annoying, if you separate from each other." said the mother continued from the girl who was waiting for them. Still not understanding, everything was shocked by Rudi's voice that boomed the entire room.

"Become awake!! Juna, let's eat!! within five minutes do not go down also Papa will ..." unfinished Rudi spoke sounding far from the direction of the room.

The door of the room opened, Juna went down the stairs as fast as lightning, it seemed like one step of his foot was climbing 5 steps without falling off of course. Within three minutes, Juna was already in front of his Papa.

"Ready, Pa!" said the girl with a distinctive face waking up. The boisterous applause from the audience made Juna circulate his gaze.

"Loh, How?! Pops ...." Juna hugged the burly body, with legs that kept stomping on the floor.