ALDEBY
|18.| Stories

"By, I'm gonna have a serious word, huh."

"Hm?" Without any intention of changing positions or even opening her eyes, Beby responded to Aldef by muttering.

"Lo still love your ex?"

The question made Beby open his eyes. Staring at Aldef with a frown in wonder. "You mean?"

"Yes ... you still love or not the same ex lo?" Aldef repeated his question casually.

"Arka means?"

Aldef raised both shoulders. "If your former name is Arka, it means he is."

Beby stared at Aldef's goal. His gaze dived into Aldef's black eyes deeper, trying to find a spark of a joke in them. "Is this serious?"

Aldef rolled the lazy eyeball. "Gue, didn't you say that."

"Should I answer?"

"should."

"Why do you want to know?"

"Jawab used to be my question. Do you still love your ex? What was his name?"

"Arka."

"Well! Ja. Do you still love her?"

Beby looked away. Staring straight ahead with full glare. A bitter smile rose on his lips.

"Arca. I lie that I've completely moved on from him."

Okay. That one sentence was already like a spear that drew right into the core of Aldef's heart.

Back to Beby.

"Wherever, Arka was my first love. He healed the wounds in my heart and body. Not only healing, Arka also recovering his scar." Beby laughed bitterly. "But he also made new wounds in my life."

"The one who healed your heart wounds?" ask Aldef. "I mean, Arka help you move on from a broken heart before? Didn't you just say Arka your first love?"

Beby. Replying to Aldef's curious gaze with an intoxicating smile. "There is always a cause and effect. You think, why did I move all the way from Surabaya to Jakarta? Away from my parents and my brothers?"

"Search for a new atmosphere, maybe?"

"Gue is an extrovert, but I'm not a kid who likes to be away from parents. Because, my parents are the best parents in the world."

"Keep, what's the reason you moved to Jakarta?"

A heavy sigh escaped from Beby's respiratory tract. Recalling those times, it was tantamount to slashing back a wound that had almost dried up.

"Gue's been depressed."

"What?! Depression?! Whys?! Why?!"

Beby clucked in annoyance. "Dengerin used to die if people told stories!"

"okay." Aldef confirmed his sitting position. Ready to put an ear to the story of Beby's past. "Next."

"Yes. I was depressed because of something. Do you remember the guy and girl I was with at the FS parking lot?"

Aldef nodded. Of course he remembered those two annoying humans.

"They have something to do," continued Beby. "But sorry, for what problem caused my depression, I can't tell you the same story yet."

"Gue understands, really," said Aldef with a warm smile. "But if someday you feel I deserve to know about your past further, do not hesitate to make a story, yes. I'm always ready whenever it is."

A crescent moon with a beam of light perched on Beby's lips. Anyone knows, Aldef spoke those words with all the sincerity he had.

"Princess is so lucky to be loved so much as Arka."

A new name came out of Beby's mouth to make Aldef then straighten the body. "Who did you say that to?"

"Congratulations?"

Aldef shook his head quickly. "No. The girl's name."

"Daughter."

"Daughter?"

Beby nodded.

Aldef's mind seemed to drift far away. Guessing if the Princess that Beby was referring to and the Princess he knew were the same person?

"Why, Al?" beby asked, curious.

"No." Both corners of Aldef's lips formed a smile. "It's okay."

The name Princess in Indonesia, not just one or two people, right? thought Aldef.

Sure oes. Daughter, the name of a million people.

"Now, it's my turn to tell, shall you?" aldef asked after a while the two were swept away by silence.

"Of course," replied Beby enthusiastically.

Now, it was Aldef's turn to look straight ahead. He glared at the iron door as if to depict the story of his past there.

"Say people, I've been extroverted since I was a kid. Actually, I don't care. Be extroverts or introverts. What is clear, bokap always says 'friend who you are, because you do not know, in the future, which friend you need. Please anyone. Even though he's the one you hate the most, the best of people is the one who benefits other humans."

"That's great!" sahut Baby's. "I always say that too."

"But unfortunately, I left so soon." Aldef laughed bitterly. A heavy sigh rang out from his respiratory tract. "Bokap died fifteen years ago. At that time, I was only six years old. I know that no one can escape death. Thankfully, there was something that was always there for me at the time. But .., nyokap also mutusin for marriage again five years later. I was an only child, so I have ka .. sak."

"Bi ...." Aldef shook Beby's left shoulder. With a very slow movement, able to make Beby's head almost stumbled on the floor. Yeah, barely. If Aldef's hands don't catch him. "May sleep when I tell you."

Aldef leaned Beby's head. In this way, his sense of vision can freely explore every inch of Beby's face.

Seeing the girl in front of him was tightly closed, forming a sweet smile on Aldef's lips. His fingers removed the haircut Beby covered the eyelids. Aldef seemed hypnotized not to take his eyes off the beautiful face.

"BEBY?!"

Shouting with a baritone voice then made Aldef gasp. Beby awoke from his sleep. The elevator door was already open. The electricity that was initially extinguished has returned to flame.

"Sister Miko?" Beby stood up, aligned himself with the older brother who had been in a room with himself and Aldef.

Miko pressed down on the 20th floor before staring at Aldef and Beby in turns. Then, his bead eyes came to a halt on Beby. "Lo's debt explains the same to me."

***

The princess entered the nursery room with VVIP 004 while carrying a white crackle bag in her right hand.

"Daughter?" A person who was sitting leaning back with a book in his hand was a little surprised to see the arrival of the Princess. "Lo know where I'm from here?"

The princess put a white crackle filled with martabak on the nightstand. He pulled a chair beside the bed, then sat there sweetly. "From the kids in the ER. He said you fainted."

Arka sighed for a moment. "Keep, why are you here? Disturbing to know."

"Your parents aren't here?"

"Hummer, hell, lo!"

"Your boyfriend isn't here either?"

A book that was originally in Arka's grasp floated towards the Princess. Makes the girl laugh.

"I'd like to talk to you, yeah!" pissed Ark.

"When do you want, Ar?" ask the princess, seriously. "When do you want to hide your illness from everyone? It's okay if you don't want to tell Beby. But, your parents, Ar! They should know."

Once again, Arka let out a heavy sigh. His eyes stared fixedly at the Princess. "It's none of your business."

The princess shook her head. Surprised by the attitude of the Ark. "Yes, that's it. I pamit. Oh, yes, martabak don't forget to eat. That's your favorite food, isn't it?" The Princess' gaze shifted for a moment on the white crackle above the nightstand.

After the Princess left her from her nursery, Arka grabbed a white crackle containing martabak that the Princess had brought. His hand shrewdly opened the martabak, then devoured it like a man who had not been fed for a year.

"Crazy! For a long time I did not eat martabak," said Arka on the sidelines of his mouth filled full.

***

Time has shown at 01:00 in the morning. Drowsiness has long plagued Celine's eyes. However, the 21-year-old girl has not yet plunged into the dream realm.

Celine's sense of vision did not budge in the pale face of Poppy who was sleeping. Celine's mind drifted away on her conversation with a woman named Fara a few hours ago.

"Lo's right ex-girlfriend ... Aldef?"

Celine's forehead wrinkled in wonder. "sorry. You mean, Aldef who, huh?"

"Aldefra Mahardika's. She's your ex-boyfriend, isn't she?"

Celine remained silent. Don't know what to react to. Seeing that, Fara continued her sentence, "And you have a sister whose name is Poppy, right?"

Who is this guy really? celine asked in her heart.

"Lo's sister is now again sick with kidney failure," Fara continued with a very confident expression. "Lo's gonna need some funds, right?"

"I don't know who you are" Celine replied. "And what happened in my life, it's none of your business."

Celine's back in the body, ready to leave that pretentious woman named Fara. However, just a few steps Celine left the place, Fara's voice unbending her intentions.

"Gue can help you get a decent job" Fara said, taking steps to approach Celine. "My family is the founder of the Fresh and Star Agency. If you want, you can be an employee there. You can ask for whatever salary you want."

Hearing the offer, Celine's stance faltered. Anyone who was in Celine's position, would also be tempted by the offer. Moreover, the work that Fara offers is halal. Not an open BO or anything.

"What should I do?" ask Celine.

Fara smiled in anguish. "Call him lo-gue. Let's get more familiar."

"OKAY. So, what should I do?"

"Lo can get what you want, just as long as you reverse the same Aldef."

Both of Celine's brows were clutched, confused by Fara's intent. "Why? Why should I turn it around with Aldef?"

Instead of answering Celine's question, Fara picked up the phone that had been in her grasp. Shortly after, Celine's phone rang. A call came in from an unknown number.

"That's my number. Lo thinkin' everything's fine. If you agree, meet me at Fresh and Star studio at ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

Actually, Celine doesn't want to be involved with Aldef anymore. Remembering how to leave that guy first. Aldef must hate him so much now.

But, Celine must not miss this golden opportunity. What kind of salary does Celine ask for, right?

Good. Celine was already thinking about how much of a monthly salary she would ask.

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