Wedding Fatamorgana
Reason Barrel
Laras arrived at home immediately took a bath, and rested, quite tired also morning work directly lecture, muttered Laras.
but whatever it is I will live to achieve my dreams, I still have a dream to make happy mother who is now getting older, said Laras in his heart.
Mama-in-law Laras who was worried because she was afraid that Laras would actually leave her child.
"In the end you go home too" said Laras' mother-in-law.
"Yes ma, why do you want to talk like that anyway" asked Laras.
"Yes yes, if you go do not say to mama, your tumben is not saying goodbye," replied Mama.
So eager for Laras to go to college so he forgot this morning to say goodbye to his mother-in-law.
"Hehe yes ma sorry, this morning Laras could not wait to see his mother so Laras forgot deh pamit, ibuk lately a bit sickly ma, so Laras must often visit ibuk ma," clear Baras.
"Oh then my mom is not worried anymore that Laras is not being rumored anymore" said her mother-in-law.
Even at night his father-in-law went home directly to look for Laras.
"Where are you anyway, don't make papa, mama worried," said papa.
"This is how the story goes, his mother Laras lately was a bit sickly, so this morning the ranking was soon possible to meet his mother, so Laras forgot to leave," he explained to papa.
"Hehehe sorry pa, not the intention of Laras for mama and papa worried, but because it was Laras forgot his saying," said Laras.
"Alright then next time do not repeat yes, make mama papa worried, said papa.
"Yes pa once again sorry pa" Laras replied with a smile.
"Yes we have a break yuk, Ricky there is overtime work in the office deliberately papa stayin," said papa.
"Let's pa, you also rest now yes" said the mother of Laras.
About ten o'clock at night, Ricky came home from the office because he was made overtime by papa, and saw his wife was already in the room.
Thank goodness Laras didn't really leave this house, otherwise what the family wanted to be, but sorry Laras until now I haven't been able to open this heart, my heart is still completely filled with Meike. May you endure until the time when I may open this heart to you, however you may be my legitimate wife. My first wife even though the way was a little wrong, murmured Ricky in the heart.
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The second day Laras headed for the campus, still with his spirit, he had done the task at home immediately to the campus.
"Hey Mita, how do we go straight to class or where," asked Laras.
"we went to the park first yuk, I still miss our story in Junior High, replied Mita.
Then they stepped into the garden, and discussed their Junior High.
"We used to dream of going to college together, right" Mita opened a conversation.
"Oh yes yes I just remembered, this finally came true Mit, I'm really happy, can go to college together, see you again," replied Laras.
"Eh our other friends now how are you, surely they have also been successful," said Mita.
"It could be , I also never met another new you after a few years Mit, this also still feels a dream to me, my own friend finally met again, replied Laras.
"Hehehe was right Laras I was also like that still feel the dream of meeting you, our Junior High artist," said Mita praising Laras.
"Akhhh what the heck Mita you can, who is the artist, I'm your best friend knows not the artist," said Laras.
"Mmmmm that was, Now it is no longer, it is dim light," replied Laras.
"Whatever dim, this is also on campus from the first day of entry, all eyes are on you," said Mita.
"We've already gone to class, it's getting hot too" asked Laras.
"Yuk Laras I also feel hot" said Mita.
The atmosphere in the class is getting warmer because in the class they all support each other, respect each other no matter what profession each person.
Laras days were very happy on the campus, the more days Laras more at home and more excited, while none of the family from Laras who knew even the family of Ricky her husband also did not know at all.
Laras remembered with the promise of giving news to Rio.
"How come, you did not come to pick up Laras, if not I go home with Mita only today," said Laras.
"The hell can just pick you up, but if you want to be the same Mita is also okay, it means tomorrow must be the mas who picked you up," Rio replied.
"Well mas, today I'm the same Mita yes," said Laras again.
"Yes princess, you be careful huh," Rio replied.
"one more good study, let the course be fast with high grades, definitely can work quickly later," Rio continued.
"Any boss, Laras must be diligent," replied Laras.
But only this Laras realized that the attention of Rio mas is sincere towards him, while her husband is not at all, is it possible that I have a sense of Rio mas, whenever with him I feel safe and comfortable, every day with him my days are happy.
when the time came home, Laras who had promised to go home with Mita.
"Let's make it home together" asked Mita.
"Oh obviously dong, we go home together I promised last night" replied Laras.
"That dong, it's still like you used to it turns out, if you've promised you'll always keep it," said Mita again with a smile.
"But Mita, you are also my best friend all the time" replied Laras who immediately embraced his best friend.
"Well we eat first yes just come home, this time I treat you," said Mita.
"Well my best friend, I follow the important way we go" replied Laras.
They also spend all day together, reminiscing about the past glimpses of Junior High and discussing classmates who have been out of nowhere now, remembering the events of Junior High that so memorable made them laugh themselves. Until finally they almost forgot to see the hornbill clock talk about all that, at four in the afternoon they broke up and Mita drove Laras to her house.
Mita who did not know that Laras was married to a subsidiary of a well-known company in the city, was surprised by the address given by Laras. Mita's feeling of home address Laras not in the direction he gave but kok now is different, what Laras has moved house, murmured Mita.
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