Young Mom's

PART 41'S

"WHAT! WHY DON'T YOU TELL ME?"

The sound of screaming echoed in Arsen's study. Arsen massaged his head slowly, this was indeed his fault for not telling Azila first.

"Sit down first Azila" Arsen said, trying to calm Azila down.

Azila shook her head firmly, her gaze still staring at Arsen sharply. Disillusioned with Arsen and his family, they plan his wedding without telling him and also hide something he had been looking for.

Azila was in disbelief when she saw her little Poto with Arsen in her barn and some photo albums. But after asking her parents, she was disappointed. The person who had been beside him was hiding something big according to him.

"Why did you do this?" Azila asked in a soft voice.

"Because I love you Azila, I've been waiting for you for years, I don't want to disappoint you. Forgive me," replied Arsen.

Azila raised her head up trying to stem the tears that in just one blink would shed, "Huh, you don't know what it's like so I'm trying to remember my childhood memories. You don't know how empty my life is that I don't know where half my happiness is going."

Azila looked at Arsen with a disappointed look, a clear liquid that had been held out from the corner of her eye, "Why didn't you tell me from the beginning? I wouldn't be half-crazy all night if I knew the person I was looking for was in front of me."

Arsen looked down helplessly at the crying Azila, his hands clenched tightly as if channeling all his anger at her. The promise that will not make her girl cry just like that because of her own actions.

"I'm sorry," Azila bit her lower lip withstanding the sobbing that was about to come out.

"I need time alone, don't meet me before I come alone to you" Azila said, walking out of the room with her hands clenched.

Azila paused for a moment at the door, "Don't keep apologizing, free. Things will not change."

Brakes.

The door closed violently, Azila walked hurriedly while wiping away her tears. He needs his best friend now.

"Akh!" Shouted Arsen as he grabbed his own hair.

His body fell to the floor, his hands clenched tightly while punching the floor non-jok. Her lips continued to murmur softly, "I'm sorry Azila, forgive me."

Azila was sitting in the garden alone, her gaze staring blankly in front of the lake in front of her. His mind is now mixed between happy, sad, worried and also disappointed.

"Why is it night like this?" Asked Airin who had just come, Airin was worried when Azila called him with a hoarse voice like crying.

Airin sat next to Azila and gently hugged her best friend. Azila returned her tears, shedding all the tightness that was in her chest.

Airin patted Azila's back gently trying to calm down, "Lo want a story?"

Azila let go of her embrace and looked back to the front, "Lo knew all about me when I was a kid, right?"

Airin nodded knowing because they were friends from childhood, Azila leaned her body into the garden seat, "Gue never told the same story lo and Ayla if I had a best friend and my first love."

"Yes," Airin said when he remembered that when he was a child, Azila had told him about having a boy friend who was different age with him but Airin never met him.

"Lo knew when you moved with your family, and Ayla who also moved to her grandparents' house. I had no friends, and finally a new neighbor next to my house. They have a boy who is a few years older than me" Azila said, laughing softly as her memory gradually returned.

"When I was fascinated, how could a child already have such an alluring aura. In short, I fell in love with him, even though I was a child at the time, but why my chest was always pounding near him."

Azila laughed again when she remembered him who always followed the guy who she considered her best friend, "Over my dark as he was familiar, he once promised me. He said he wouldn't leave me, he would protect me from any danger, wouldn't make me cry because of him and would keep remembering me in his life."

"Gue just say yes, because it's just a promise of a child that I think plays. But I was wrong, the promise he said wasn't just a saying."

Azila wiped away the tears that were flowing back, "Because I'm she's wretched, I didn't know it was going to happen. Because of me too he had to harbour a dream that he was always proud of. I'm evil, right?"

Azila sighed softly, "Gue is sad, I always blame myself. After the accident, he was lost again. And again it's because of me, and by not knowing her I'm forgetting her, forgetting all her sacrifices."

"Lo know who he is?" Azila asked, Airin just shook her head.

"He's Arsen, the principal who's always by my side. The headmaster who always carried me when I was sick," Airin looked at him with an incredulous face, it turns out that the person Azila always told was around.

"Gue was disappointed as he was also the same myself. Every night I remember my shadow as a boy, My heart is always claustrophobic as I try to remember that memory."

"He's evil, why he didn't tell me from the beginning if he's the man I've been looking for. Though I told him once," Airin patted Azila's back.

"Have you asked why?" Ask Airin.

"Udah but not satisfying," Airin sighed softly, "Lo asked well right?"

"Gue don't want to, I'm still disappointed."

"Lo misses?" Airin asked softly, Azila looked at Airin at a glance then lowered her head.

"Gue misses, but there is a sense of disappointment in me" Azila said slowly.

Airin nodded in understanding of Azila's feelings, "Hm yaudah, so what do you want?"

Azila was silent for a moment, "Gue, it takes time."

"Don't you take a long time to get married with him in 2 weeks?" Azila nodded in understanding.

"Hello, want soto?" Tanya Ayla arrived while carrying Soto Jogja.

Airin and Azila stared at Ayla in front of her, "Mau!"

Ayla smiled sweetly, "I'm sorry, I'm late hehe. I bought Soto first."

Azila smiled sumringah, they sat down in front of the lake with cell phone light as light.

"Thank you, you both make my mood come back again" Azila said, ending with a crisp laugh.

"Who is rich to whom. Don't worry about us living together from the zygote era" Chirps Ayla.

Airin laughed softly, "Yoi, you two shitting in my bed, I'm relaxed."

"Astaghfirullah Airin again ate this loh, after all it was when Rin was a baby. Lo Inget it was told the same mother lo," Sinis Azila

...~o0o~...

Agas looked at Arsen who was leisurely sleeping ah no more precisely the sofa edge of his office room. Agas sighed when he saw Arsen without greeting with a tequila bottle.

"Truly," Cibir Agas.

Because of Arsen, his overtime work had to stop. Agas wiggled Arsen's shoulder, "Wake up."

"Emm, Azila forgive me," Agas sighed harshly as Arsen only replied with a mutter.

"Curtain, drink like this you're drunk. Very weak," Cibir Agas again when he saw the alcohol content in the bottle that Arsen brought.

"Not solving problems even make sins, Dajjal base."

Agas was forced to carry Arsen out of his room, "Should I throw away where is this society's garbage?"

Agas put Arsen in his car and put his seatbelt down, his lips twisting a slanted smile, "What if I sell you to a lady at night? hm, like it's better than taking you to my house."