You Are My Life (You are My Life)

Trying to Keep Promises

Since then, Hasna has returned to her daily activities. The girl had already decided to retreat and return to her position. Be aware of their differences that are too far away. His own love, made Hasna not want to get sicker by thinking about the man.

"Assynogaic"

"Vaalaikumsalam. I have come home, Brother" said Hisham

Hasna nodded and walked over to the wooden chair. Sitting on the wooden chair with a face that looked very tired. Tired of thoughts and feelings.

"Chicken, buy fried rice later for dinner. Brother is not cooking, tired" said Hasna, his eyes closed for a moment

Hisham nodded "Yes Kak, now minglingan Brother bathe first huh. Do you want warm water for a shower?"

Hasna opened her closed eyes "By Sham, it seems like Big Brother wants to come to the moon. My stomach is starting to hurt"

Hisham stood up from his seat, he passed to the kitchen to prepare warm water. Boil water in a medium-sized pot. After the water boiled, Hisham turned off the stove and returned to the living room.

Hisham looked at his brother who was sitting leaning on the wooden chair. His eyes were closed, weary murat was so visible on his face.

At times like this, Hisham always feels guilty because he always bothers his sister. Maybe, if there were no sisters. I don't know what's going to happen to Hisham since his parents died.

Hisham walked closer to Hasna. He slightly lowered his face, in his kiss his forehead his older brother fondly.

"Sister, wake. The water is ready" Hisham said with a hand stroking his brother's head

Hasna squirms slowly, too tired until she falls asleep "Yes Sham, thank you already ready the water to take a bath Brother"

Hisham nodded "Yes Brother"

Hasna passed to her room to get a towel. The girl smiled as she felt the affectionate kiss of her sister. Hasna came to her senses when Hisham kissed her forehead and stroked her head.

However, Hasna deliberately still closed her eyes because she knew that her sister was very difficult to show her affection if not in a secretive way like this.

Hasna came out of her room with her towel. He put money on Hisham before going to the bathroom. "Syam, here you buy two packs of fried rice yes"

"Yes Brother" Hisham took the money that his brother had given him, and passed out of the house.

Hasna went into the kitchen, she lifted the pot with a rag in her hand to block the heat from the pot. Pour hot water from the pot into the bucket and take it to the bathroom.

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Hasna sat on her bed, she stared at the invitation card in her hand. After dinner Hisham gave this invitation card to Hasna. He was happy to have this happy news. However, Hasna is also hesitant to come or not to Anista and Yudha's wedding reception.

If I hadn't come, Anista would have been sad. But, if I come do not deny the possibility if I could have met him.

Hasna could only dodge for now. He avoids men who mess with his feelings. That's all he can do. Because to forget his feelings, Hasna still can't.

Dret..Drett

His ringing phone ripped Hasna from her daydream. The girl picked up the phone lying next to her.

"Assynolajet. Yes Nist"

"Waalaikumsalam, Na come yes. You received the invitation, right?"

Hasna looked back at the invitation card in her hand "Yes already"

"You should come anyway, I don't accept any excuses. Came yes.."

Anista's voice whining at the end of it, of course, made Hasna powerless to resist.

"Yes, I'm definitely coming"

"Don't forget to take Hisham"

"Yes Nist"

Hasna must finally defeat her ego. She still has to attend the wedding reception of Anista and Yudha.

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Afterwards Hasna just wanted to get away from this party right away before she met the man she was avoiding. Grateful he did not see Bima or cross paths with the man as he thought.

"We go straight home to Sham, do you want to eat first?" hasna

Honestly speaking, Hasna really felt uncomfortable being in a crowd like this. Seeing the number of people present there, of course from certain circles. Hasna felt increasingly uncomfortable, afraid that something unwanted might happen. Like meeting someone who might know him and his family.

"Sir, let's go home"

Eventually, both decided to go home. After saying goodbye to the bride and groom, Hasna immediately brought her sister home.

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Bima only responded by nodding her head as many business associates greeted her and invited her to have a little chat.

His eyes were fixed on the girl who had just walked out of this building with her sister.

He looks different with that look.

It's not that Bima doesn't want to go near Hasna. His heart still wanted to meet the girl and greet her. Again, his ego is higher.

"I'll excuse you" Bima nodded her head with a flat face, before she left her business partner.

Bima headed towards the back of the building. The man just wanted to calm his mind a little. At the back there was a fairly spacious courtyard, with a few shady trees there. There are two long wooden chairs. It looks like a garden, but there are no flowers here.

Bima was sitting on that long chair, her eyes closed with a breath of fresh air. For the entire time, Hasna's shadow flashed through his mind.

Moments later, Bima felt someone sitting next to her. He opened his eyes and was so surprised to see who was next to him.

"Hi Bim"

"You"

Bima looked at the girl flatly, her feelings chaotic at this moment. Why would he come at a time like this? At the time Bima could almost replace his name with another name in his heart.

"sorry. I know I was wrong. I'm too much for leaving you without news. But just so you know Bim, I still like you. Then, now and then"

Damnit..

Bima was still weak with a pleading gaze from a Bianca. The look in his eyes that was puddled with water in his eye pelupuk. Always makes you weak. His heart still felt that feeling. The feeling he had felt long ago.

"Why are you here? Young Master is unlikely to invite you" Bima said flatly

"I know this marriage because my friend was invited by Yudha. I came here with my friend, I know you are still loyal to be next to Yudha. And I'm back now. I'm really sorry Bim"

Bianca held Bima's hand and held it tightly. His forehead was stuck on the back of Bima's hand. She was crying sobbing.

Damnit. I'm still weak to deal with it like this.

"Have not cried again, as long as you have not betrayed me. I forgive you, as I promised you"

A true man is a man who keeps his promises. And Bima never reneged on his promise. He had said that a long time ago, and now he was trying to keep it.

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