When you kissed me

3. Where're you?

Anton took Moli to the side room. Exactly a room adjoining the party. In this room there are only 4 sofas around the round table.1 long sofa and the other sofa just to sit one person.

Moli sat down, her gaze still circling throughout this room. In addition to the sofa, in front of it also stands a large glass sideboard. Beside him was a medium-sized urn with plastic flower decoration inside, towering about 1 meter high.

“How old are you?” tanya Anton opened the conversation. He sat on the sofa next to her. Actually wanted to sit next to Moli, but unfortunately the woman chose to sit on the sofa which is only for one person.

“Ngapain namein my age?” sniff and stay cool.

Anton smiles. “No, just want to know anyway,” saur Anton.

Silence again.

“You're still in college, or you're working?”

“Work.”

“One great. At a young age you can already work.”

“Regular aja.”

Anton looks bitterly smiling. But Anton's not his name if it's just giving up. None of the women have rejected it all this time. Who wouldn't want to be the lover of a rich businessman? Anton believes Moli will also go crazy on him.

“Do you have a boyfriend?” ask Anton with made as relaxed as possible. He didn't want to look so seduced by Moli. Looks like this woman is other than the others. Think Anton.

“Udah.”

“Wah! I'm late dong.” Pretend disappointed. But it's also true, where maybe a woman as beautiful as Moli doesn't have a lover. Impossible!

Moli was only seen rolling her eyes together with the tip of her lips raised. This man in front of him, it makes him uncomfortable. Indeed, the eyeballs that had not been able to glance at the crazy body of Moli who teased. That's why Moli started to feel uncomfortable. What's more, in this room it's just the two of them.

“Who's your girlfriend's name? May dong I know,” cheers Anton with eyes glancing.

euuuh! Horrified!

“Whose elo am I? Not polite!” spray Moli and stand up. “Gue go, not feel at home here. Engap!” Moli wagged her blouse collar.

Strange, though the blouse is a little open, and this room is equipped with AC facilities.

Anton stood up. “Where are you going?” his arm grabbed Moli's hand.

“What the hell! No need to hold on.” Moli shook her hand. This guy is starting to be brave.

“I just want to chat,”

“Lha, we just had a chat. I guess what we just did?”

Anton let out a heavy sigh, it seemed like this woman was hard to approach. “OK, if you currently do not want to chat, but next time can right?”

“Ya.”

During his walk out, Moli was only glued to the shadow in her own brain. A shadow that once made her happy. A love story that accompanied him during his teenage years. Moli sighed, paused for a moment, her head looking up, hoping that the circles from behind her eyelids would not flow out.

“Ma, let's go home.” Pinta Moli patted her mother's shoulder.

“Go home? But it's not done yet, baby.” Mareta turned her sitting position. You can see, Moli's face is another expression from earlier.

“Where's Anton?” jordi asked as she glanced back at Moli's body. “Did he hurt you?”

“Ngak, Om. I just want to go home.” Answer the Moli. Papa and his mother looked at each other. Maybe you can still understand, but not with Papa. Moli could clearly see that her papa was already visibly holding back anger.

“Well we go home.” Mareta stand. Her eyes flickered towards her husband, coding to immediately say goodbye to the host.

Gibran rewinded the chair, both of his hands pressed against the table and then with a heavy heart began to stand. “Sorry Jordi, we say goodbye first. Next time we meet again.”

“Alright, it's okay. We can meet again as well as discuss the engagement plans Anton and Moli.”

Degh's! Moli looked up straight away. The engagement? So this show goes straight to the intimate stuff? Moli clutched her skirt until she was in the gleaming state. After stomping his feet, Moli immediately turned around and walked quickly out of the place.

“You're selfish!” he screamed along the hallway. The tears that he could bear, now he could not stand anymore. The embankment just broke down until the water in it overflowed all over his face.

Moli continued to step without paying attention to the road. He just continued to follow his feet which led him to run around without a clear direction of purpose. Moli never imagined her life would be like this. Years in his parents' lives, with no clear news, and when they return, the shadow of happiness that he craved just disappears. Their return was inversely proportional to what Moli had always imagined. The longing and loneliness that he thought could be destroyed when Papa and his mother returned, turned out to be wrong. Wrong big! Bullshits!

Aaaaag!!!! He shouted loudly as his feet stopped treading on the roof of the empty building.

“Why? Why!!” his voice was hoarse shrill. Moli bowed with both hands holding on to her knees. Tears that were still flowing fell just like that soaked the roof of the building that he incandescent.

“Elo where's Ga?!!”

His body collapsed lunglai, slumping just like that. Sick, confused, and sad. Moli fell down, her hands lying there holding her withered body.

The pace of someone stopped at the end of the stairs. Both eyebrows furrowed while staring jelly at the figure who was crying there, sitting not far from the edge of the roof of the building.

“Who is he?” his mind half tilted with his head. His eagle eyes are rounded so that more observant to catch the figure of the woman. Because of the night atmosphere and the state of the building that only relies on moonlight, it makes the man have trouble knowing who the woman is.

Moli stand. Gently rubbed his tears, tucking his hair behind his ears. After feeling able to stand perfectly, Moli flicked her dirty skirt and looked tangled. All of this is reminiscent of the events in his past. The incident where Moli felt devastated because she betrayed her lover. Being hurt over and over again, but still being able to survive.

Now what? Moli still hopes, the sadness like today may disappear when someone comes with a warm embrace like before. That was before, just before. Now, nobody knows.

Without paying attention to the surroundings, Moli began to walk even though her body felt tired. Someone who was at the end of the stairs just shifted a little, giving way to the woman who he thought looked strange.

“Basic! Crazy woman!” she whispered slowly, then let the woman walk down the stairs.

An initial meeting that neither of them realized. All in the name of destiny. Yeah, that's how it is

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