Trapped in the Love of Brondong

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The door opened, the clattering of steps clearly heard entering the blue-painted room. Netra the hijab girl caught the figure of the woman who had wanted to give her special nagging.

"Excuse me, good afternoon! Let's check it out!" he said he was aware of the woman in front of him at this time. Mila turned her body instantaneously, perhaps saturated .. The girl continued to stare at the window, the curtain was deliberately opened wide.

"So, the nurse came here with Dr. Shah. How come something else, want to be in whatever else I am." murmured turning back. His eyes were wide open, unable to believe his vision.

"Lo, really! Oh my God" said Mila shut her mouth.

"Well, what? Why can't I believe I got here!" rutuk Juna brought himself closer to the cage.

"What do you think of me, Hah!" Juna pinches his best friend, followed by Mila's made-up scream.

"Ow. is, how!" Mila pouting.

"Don't need my prayer apparently you? I'm not considered me anymore! I have a son, have children, have in-laws! You should know that the more you pray for, the sooner you're healthy!" Juna keeps nagging. It felt like all his shame had been exhausted he spilled along with tears dripping from the corner of the eye.

"I hurt my heart! Why should you hide your pain! do you think I'm someone else." Juna hugged his best friend, Mila greeted him with a smile. That's how Juna, his best friend who was so flippant, always exploded, but his heart was very soft.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to trouble you, I don't want to burden your mind. This bride-to-be, must be busy taking care of her wedding, right? I'm fine too, thank God." Mila tries to explain why she didn't tell Juna. The two friends hugged each other again.

Mila was aware of her own words.

"Eh, you won't get married for another month! Can't you get in here? how can sweet virgin be crawling! Go home!" drive Mila.

"Silence, calm! I've got a bodyguard!" juna said casually, raising both eyebrows.

"Sir, In!" he said towards the door.

"Guys? but Bodyguard? You brought him here?" ask Mila. Adek who in Juna's intention is definitely her future husband. Although Mila and Juna are separated, their communication is still intense. Juna also often confided in his best friend, including the talk about "the Adek" he just called earlier.

The handsome man in the shirt opened the door. His eyes looked at Juna sharply. Didn't hear his future wife call him that again.

"Why?" Juna put both of his hands on his waist. Mila who saw him shook her head.

"No, I want to, bang. Same model like this?" mila said as Adzka was already beside Juna.

"It's Fate, Brother. Wanna go again!" said the man. Juna glanced at her, Adzka smiling sweetest.

"Baarokallahulaka wabaroka 'alaika wajama'a bainakuma fii khoir" said Mila, raising her hand in prayer. Prayers for the bride and groom are sincere for his best friend who is in front of him.

"Not to mention, Mila! why pray now?" Juna patted Mila's leg. Now Juna is already sitting at the end of the cage close to the legs of Mila who is squashed in the blanket.

"Allow it later when it's legal! I'm not sure I can come!" mila said, his eyes staring at the direction with a gaze that could not be interpreted.

"Does that mean you don't want to come?" the words were disappointed

"Hm .. I would like to attend. But it seems that it can not, I and mas Dzaki will leave umrah if healed later, hopefully the time is right, God also allows me to be present there. Most importantly wherever I am, I will always pray for your happiness." the hand that was still on the infusion was clutching Juna's fingers.

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Tired, but longing and anxiety have disappeared. Plong feeling after seeing the state of his best friend in High School first.

"Mas, why is it so fast at the airport?" the question that had been raging in his head was thrown.

"Oh, pantesan."

"It feels like running around in the flower garden for sure, I had to call, Mas. Than in the record, because it was called in the adek." muttered Juna in the heart.

The plane landed after about 55 minutes in space.

"It feels like a dream, yes, this morning in Penang uh this is already in Medan again" said Juna snarling his suitcase.

"I'm not sure I can take care of myself if we stay a few days there" said Adzka, walking along.

"Who would like to stay with you." said Juna

"Hm, I won't leave you alone. I must keep you from escaping." whispered Adzka

"I'm not a bird!"

"Who said you're a bird!"

"Continue?"

"Cat!!"

"That's delicious. Loe thinks I'm beautiful, I've never been a sag, a bobble like her." Juna pinched Adzka's arm

"Aw! geez, Yank. It hurts!" Adzka rubbed his arm.

"Issh, bleed right." The man blew on the part of his arm that looked red

"Lebay! I pinched it with my hands. Not wearing scissors."

"Ouch!" Adzka continued to complain, his face seemed to endure pain, making Juna approach. The girl seemed to feel guilty.

"It hurts, Doc. Where here I look. Usually never bleed when nyubit people." Juna held Adzka's left arm, looking at the pinch marks he had left behind.

"Sick ..." said spoiled Adzka

"Where's blood? lied to!" The girl even patted him.

"Hahaha, I'm worried. O God, hurry up the time, I can't wait to kiss her." Adzka raised his hand.

"Who's worried. Do not God, slow down time. I'm not ready to have a husband like this." said Juna, strange glances and smiles were seen from Adzka's lips.

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Happy reading, sorry for being late. Mood author is ugly as his own face, eh .. errat, author is not ugly really. Sweet 😁