AL-THAR
#84's chat. Pram's Pain

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"HUH?" Mira did not dismiss her surprise. How could? Hasn't that story already passed? Because both of them are strongly rejecting matchmaking. That's what Mira knows. "Can I, Pram?"

His friend wiped away the tears again. He nodded slowly.

"Notnya–"

"Ryo wicked!" Pram exclaimed in wrath. "Either what happened was the same brain he suddenly. Last morning I said in front of me Raihan kalo .. if Ryo intends to marry me. Married married?! What the hell, right?! Imagine, Mir, how broken is my heart to Raihan? Basic villain! Ryo's a real villain."

Mira digests well. "So, is this Ryo's will?"

"Yes, said. Fuck the people! I called but didn't connect. Try that phone, Mir,"

Not not want to. But Mira had already taken better steps to not be in contact with Ryo anymore. Because there will be a lot of problems that occur if only once he opens the opportunity.

"Don't be me, Pram,"

"Who else?"

"Yes I give him the number that I have, then you call him use hp lo aja. I'm really trying to prevent a problem, Pram. Because preventing is better than repairing. Plis knows me, 'I'm not two gini, Pram."

Pram understands very well about his friend who is already more assertive in taking a stand. "Yes, here's her number."

Soon Mira took out her phone and started looking for numbers ...

"Well, no, Pram." Mira scrolls through the hundreds of contacts on her phone, and watches them back closely. "Seriously there's no Ryo number in my contacts. Not even in the phone call history. Suddenly the time! Wow, how can you?"

"It would be fine if you still had a husband like Bang Athar."

Mira's lips open. "Huh? Oh yes really. Don't-don't be Bang Athar who has removed Ryo's contact on my phone. Lately I have often held him anyway, as long as I have no interest and prefer snacking on strange foods."

"What strange food? satay monitor?"

"That's not the time either, Pram. That's why I say strange, because the image on google that I find is always food that is not from within the country. So it looks weird when it really comes before my eyes. That's it."

"Oh," Pram has stopped his crying. He is still as excited but tries to calm down to think about the problem.

"By the way, you didn't tell me why Ryo suddenly changed his mind?"

"No. Mama just said that. Since she's more focused on severing my relationship with Raihan–" again, tears melt on Pram's cheeks. "Anything hurts my heart, I'm sure that Raihan hurts even more."

"Raihan said what?"

"He's very wise, Mir. He really respects and appreciates my mom. Although some of my heart protested because he preferred to obey my mother rather than fight for our relationship, but the answer he proved the quality of his ethics, Mir. He said .. I can't fight the same old man. According to him, parental blessing is the main capital for a relationship. Because if one day he has a child, then he hopes his son will obey him."

"And if indeed God has decided that we are a match," Pram continued. "Well as hard as man tries to separate us, it will be of no use. So, here's what happened." Pram could no longer stem his deep sadness. "ultimate. I'm the same Raihan is over. Even he can still smile at me before leaving. While I– I am not willing to let go of him. I want to die ...."

Now Mira moves in to bring Pram into her arms. No, don't say anything like that again in Mira's ear. He still remembers clearly how Sheli –kakakakya– who wanted death because of despair. And Pram, not the person that Mira hoped would say that either.

"Don't tell me that, Pram .. I swear, I love you. You can not despair even if your life is very heavy. Learn from me. I am senior lo of many painful problems. So plis ... be steadfast. Patience, Pram. All of this must have been his silver.

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Mira stared at the television screen with the setoples of pastries that accompanied her night. He wasn't even too aware of Athar who had just finished a shower after coming home from his office. She blinked from her daydream when she felt that her legs had now been lifted and placed on her husband's lap. With movements that made him comfortable, Athar's fingers were busy massaging his legs slowly.

"What the hell do you think, honey?" athar asked gently without taking off his activities. Mira's visible stomach began to bulge, occasionally rubbed with affection. "Don't stress dong, pity our future child ..."

"I look stressed out, don't you think, Bang?"

"Think what?"

"Thinking Pram."

"Why him?"

"Ryo asked to marry her." Mira looked at Athar after answering. She did not expect any change in the look on the husband's face, as she had just mentioned someone who had been blocked from her life.

Athar's hand was stopped from massaging. His gaze was fixed on Mira while saying, "You don't like them getting married?"

"Ya–" waduh, must be answered carefully so that there is no misunderstanding. "Yes pity Pram, Bang. She's gonna love Raihan to death. He came here this afternoon and did not stop crying. Forced to break up from a very dear boyfriend is certainly very heavy. I can't bear to see it. Pram's a hard-wearing girl, mentally as hard as steel, and independent. But it was– he was devastated."

"Yes but you should not be so thinking Pram. Think about your content too. Can't stress, Al."

Mira smiled. "Yes-yes .. I tried to relax again. 'Kan abis diijitin Abang, it became very comfortable."

Athar contracted Mira's smile so he smiled. "Well that's it. My hotshot candidate must be healthy since in the womb."

"Hits champ? Eish, we're buying USG, yeah. Means belom is certainly a hotshot."

"I'm sure it's a hotshot, Al."

"But I want the princess. Let Fathia have a friend to be with."

"No. All right, tomorrow we'll know if our future son is a hotshot or princess. But my feeling, which here is my hero," he said, rubbing Mira's stomach.

"Huh, you know!"

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