When Love Comes Again

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On the last day, the free day arrived. At nine o'clock in the morning, some of the children were already on their way to their respective destinations. Adellia was already neatly standing in the hotel lobby waiting for someone. Unostentatious. Shirt shirt long plain tunic salem colored with subordinate black jeans and simple hijab in line with his shirt. Brown batik design sling bag circular on his left shoulder.

Not long after the black fortune car stopped right in front of him. As the windshield opened, Adel smiled at the man driving it. Dicky. The handsome and well-established man he knew a year ago in the city of Denpasar. Dicky got off the wheel and opened the door for Adel. Before long the car was already cruising cheerfully on the capital's highway.

"Where are we going, Non?" ask Dicky politely. Like a driver asking his young lady.

"Hehe .. it's up to the driver" Adel joked, welcoming Dicky's joke.

"Come by my house yuk?" take Dicky. The handsome man began to vent.

"Eh? To Brother Dicky's house?"

"Yes, let me come here sometime not stray. There's nobody at home." Dicky drove his car at a constant, relaxed speed. A happy hue emanated from his face.

"It's home there's nobody I'm afraid of. Brother Dicky will be naughty." Hearing Adel's words, the handsome man's laughter broke out. This kid is so innocent he thought.

"Calm down, I'm a good guy. Soleh's son."

"Ah, yes, brother?" adel Ledek.

"Warrantable. Suwer," said Dicky while showing a finger in the shape of the letter "V"

"Sister Dicky today didn't work?" Adel begins to talk more deeply about Dicky. The young entrepreneur responded to all of Adel's questions calmly and comfortably.

"Stupid." Dicky answered casually.

"Dih, truant. Where there's a story boss ko truant, the company will have Kak Dicky."

"Who said. I was also absent. Diabsen with Papa." They both laughed. It was only a year ago that they met. But they're this close and familiar. Like a brother and sister.

Adel's eyes were fixed at one corner, where there was a billiard table. Adel's headed there. Dicky followed him. "Can you maen, Del?" ask Dicky.

"could. It was taught by Brother Yudha."

"Sister Yudha is your brother?" ask Dicky while picking up the stick and putting together the ball on the table. He started the game. With one spoon scattering all the balls on the table.

"Sister Yudha my eldest brother. Our age is far enough. Fifteen years." Adellia's shot on the pool table is not trivial either. The young woman was quite playful.

"Hmm, pretty mature. Then your sister?" Although relaxed but Dicky focused on investigating the co-star.

"I'm youngest. Of three brothers. My second brother knows where he is. Dicky stopped his shot when he heard Adel's story. Well, just as percis as what the detective reported he thought. "Where is he? Oh, I'm sorry you wanted to share a story with me."

"Since I was a child I never met him. Because we've been separated since I wasn't born. So too with Papa. So Brother Yudha and mom were separated from my dad and my second brother when mom was pregnant with me."

"So, never met at all?"

"Yes" answered Adel briefly.

"Until now?"

"Hmm, look at their pictures I've never, sister." They continued the game joking. Dicky felt Adel was the type of simple woman who was smart and fun. Adel also felt Dicky was a good man who could protect, just like Sister Yudha. Serious but humorous. It is like growing a bond between them.

Unbeknownst to them, Juan, Papa Dicky who had just arrived home noticed the two of them. It was a bit surprising to him. Understandably Dicky never told about his female friends, let alone invite his female friends to play at home. Great progress, he thought.

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