When my Love is Divided...

Extra part 19

Meeting that day, Yansyah slightly gained strength from Anwar sir.

Although out there he's a famous cold businessman. However, what Yansyah saw and felt was precisely the warmth of a father who was in Mr. Anwar.

Also the image of his son, according to Yansyah the image of a woman who is cheerful, gentle, polite and loving parents.

Seen from his closeness to the father.

That time, after Yansyah and Anwar sir finished talking about business. They are seen eating together and talking worthy of his family.

Yansyah was happy that day. Her poignant story was temporarily replaced with a feeling of happiness because at the end of their meeting Yansyah and the image exchanged phone numbers.

After the meeting, Yansyah smiled until the road was not heart-hearted.

Arriving at home, Yansyah walked while daydreaming and with a smile that they never stopped.

When Yansyah walked into the kitchen, Yansyah bumped into the dining chair making Maura who was cooking become shocked.

brruuukkkk

"Aawwww, sshhh is sick. Who's the taro table here anyway. Duuhh". gerutu Yansyah

"You what the hell yan. Shocked to know! Look at the road why. The chair from the Dutch era was there. You are not clearly daydreaming. Think what the hell?". Maura's tirade to Yansyah.

"Yeehh, he's angry. Kan who hit me, why so he who nagged". muttered Yansyah who still sounded Maura.

"You don't have to fuck around. Go home from work straight to the bathroom, shower, change clothes.this is even to the kitchen. Lots of thoughts, huh?".

"This was also going to the room. Shoot over here. Yaudah ah want to take a shower first, bye".

Maura felt very strange to see his sister's behavior.

Not as usual his attitude was.

Maura followed the path of Yansyah.

Maura saw her sister walking while smiling a smile looking at her cell phone.

"Hhmmmm this must be because of women. Go to guess. Make a shock to Yansyah, fortunately it did not spill its oil because of shock". Maura is back to cooking. This morning I made my mother rose breakfast. He should stay for a few more days. But, because her relatives there are sick so Miss Rose went home first to her village.

He wanted to start sending messages, but Yansyah was confused as to what to type.

It was typed and then deleted again.

Type again

Delete it again

like it keeps on repeating itself over and over again.

Yansyah was confused where to start.

Because in the application reply to the message it looks if we are typing, once Citra is also looking to send a message to Yansyah but confused what to type.

The image sees Yansyah typing, but no message from Yansyah appears.

Citra guessed if Yansyah was confused about what message to her.

The image laughed as well as looking at his phone.

The image is still in the restaurant, making his employees feel funny with the behavior of his boss who is like being kasmaran.

"Already mba, chat first. Later nyesel loh. hihihi". said one of his employees citra.

Hearing that the image immediately turned its head and returned an indistinct smile.

Yaaa maybe her second is flowering her heart flower, hihihihi

Because love makes us become like people who are a bit less sane so his.

Smile yourself, sometimes agitated if the person in question never gives news.

Start first shame.

But if not first forward, afraid in sambar people. hahahaha