
“Gue think you understand, it is not.” Moli sat on the sofa with one leg raised. “Most look authoritative doang, but the dalem is rotten!”
Anton frowned. “ You mean?”
“So my explanation this afternoon was not elo enter the head huh? it's clear we are in a match just because of business status, should elo nolak.”
“Create what I refuse?” Anton raised both palms parallel. “I agree with this matchmaking. Anyway I already like you.”.
“Gosh!” Moli threw away her face. “Elo it ***** or what the hell?! Rich don't have the pride to be a guy!”
“I don't care! That love can grow over time.”
“Shit!” Both of Moli's legs stomped loudly. “But I don't like this match! Remember that!”
“We try it first. We marry, we continue to have children. You must like me.”
“Crazy!” Moli stood up. “Elo is not sane? That's so rich talking. Wedding it's not for messing around.” Still glaring sharply.
“Instead it. I know marriage is not kidding.so I want to be serious with you.”.
“By the same elo, I might be crazy! It's a matter of feeling, you have to understand!” Moli whines and leaves Anton.
Anton, who was still sitting, could only look at the steps of Moli who swung up the stairs. His lips pulled to the end, Anton stood up.
“Whatever happens we have to get married, Mol! I've already been in love with elo,” seloroh Anton in itself.
“How can this matchmaking not continue?” Moli slammed her body again on the bed. If you look at Anton's attitude earlier, it is clear Anton can not be easily removed. Though Moli had poisoned him with the frills of matchmaking on the basis of business. But Anton seems to enjoy the role.
“Ga..” Moli called her lover's name. “Gue does not want to separate again elo... but how? I was confused..” in his anxiety Moli immediately remembered the figure of Yoga.
Yoga is his name. The jolly guy who always accompanies Mona as long as her heart is broken or happy. He best understood how Moli was always lonely because she was far from her parents. Yoga is always there when his heart was once broken because of the betrayal of his lover first. Who's the one entertaining? Of course Yoga.
If only Gibran knew how devoted Yoga is to looking after Moli, there might not be a matchmaking term like the one that happens today. Gibran never knows how Yoga takes care of Moli with feeling. Whatever Moli asks first, Yoga will definitely try. But free to explain, anyway Gibran will never understand.
Different room but equally named a room, Yoga is also lying on his bed with his back, his hands folded back to support his head. His two eyeballs were staring at the ceiling of his room which was sea blue, it seemed that not only was the ceiling he was looking at, but there were three lizards that were firmly attached there.
One of them let out his voice, either of which Yoga could not observe more clearly. But for sure, in the current Yoga brain is, the possibility of the two lizards are males who are seizing one female lizard. Maybe so.
“Sister Moli is not married.” Yoga mutters itself. “But, already have a fiancee... my fate how?” still staring at the three lizards.
“Sister Moli obviously love me.. but if hindered rich gini, I must do what?” Yoga turned on his stomach, slapping his head that felt dizzy.
“Perhaps if until now my memory has not returned, I will not meet again with Brother Moli.... It should be better right?” Yoga is even thinking about it. Yoga should know, how happy Moli is when she meets again. Even though knowing Yoga is memory loss, Moli still keeps trying. Then, recoil Yoga surrender?
Aaaa!!!
Yoga sat down while ruffling his hair until fretting. The question of love makes the head woozy. Remember that! In a moment of testing, do not let my mind be disturbed. Yoga immediately sighed while rubbing the chest. Right, exam's coming up soon. Focus first on learning. Maybe by getting good grades can make his life change better. If successful, it will be easier to get blessing.
“Yes! I have to be excited! Bokap brother Moli does not like me for sure because of my current status. Maybe if I succeed, he will approve.”
Tok.... tok!
“You haven't slept?” ask Santi.
“Not yet ma... hasn't sleepy.” Yoga shifts backwards, leaning against the bed wall. His legs were cross-legged, giving mama room to sit in front of him.
“Mama what's up to Yoga room?”
“Ngak papa.. mama just want to chat with you.”.
Yoga is already suspicious, this must have something to do with Moli. Before, my mom had never been this late coming to my yoga room. Yoga eyes immediately look at his mother who has begun to move her lips.
“Ga, you still continue with Moli?”
Don't you? It must be about Moli.
“Whatever why, ma?” ask back Yoga. “Mama is not angry, right?”
“Ngak..” Santi shuddered. “Mama is not angry. Just... mama is worried about you.”
Yoga can understand. During this time Santi took care of Yoga after the accident was only alone, of course Santi must be worried. What else the accident happened not far from the result of him parting with Moli.
“Mama don't worry... Yoga is good.” Yoga shifted and grabbed her mother's hand. “Yoga is big, ma. Yoga can take care of yourself.”
“But, Ga.. You know, that Moli comes from a family of distinguished people. People like us are not pantes with them.. that's what papa Moli once said to you right?”.
Yoga remembers that word. Yoga also knows what the cause of the loss of news Moli when moving abroad. Who else if not Gibran.
“Yoga knows, ma... but Yoga dear brother Moli. Mama knows that, right?” still staring at Santi.
“Iya, mama knows. But you're still in school, while Moli is already working. If you have to wait for you to become a successful person... Can Moli?”
Degh's!
Yoga switched views, Santi's hand was already he loose. My mother's words felt like a very hard blow. Even this head hurts. Yoga still looks silent, he is confused to have to respond to that sentence how. Brain's dead-end. He immediately felt only dust grains that were invisible to the eye. Maybe that's what's in Gibran's eyes.
“Yoga..” Santi patted Yoga's shoulder. “Mama knows how you feel with Moli. You love Moli, you know. But...have you forgotten about Sarah? she's your boyfriend now too, right? You haven't talked to him, have you?”
Sarah's? Yep. Sarah. I almost forgot about him. How'this?
“But that's another story, ma! That's not the will of Yoga. If Yoga does not lose memory, Yoga is also not possible to be Sarah's girlfriend.” Obvious Yoga. His feelings for Sarah were nothing, even in fact there was no taste for him. All of this is because it is not the will of Yoga. Wasn't it!
“But you can't get Sarah either, Ga! You should also explain it carefully. Sarah also has feelings.”
“Yoga will definitely talk to Sarah... Yoga wait for tomorrow at school. Yoga must explain everything.”
“Alright, if that's what you want. if you still want to continue with Moli, mama just want to ngingetin. Remember that! Moli is not a school girl anymore, she is already a mature adult woman. You should know yourself, Ga! You don't want to be disappointed or hurt.”
Yoga is silent. Santi went out and Yoga still did not make a sound. His mind immediately swirled as if possessed by various sentences that his mother threw.
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