Because, I Love You
Episode 146's

A week went by, I was successful in a fashion show that I followed as a model. Lucky, it's a suit that will launch in winter. And it doesn't even show me the curves of my body.

Although at first I had trouble in terms of walking that took a notch like a reliable model, because basically since the girl I was a little tomboy.

Today, I get a lot of praise and sayings from various guardians of students and some teachers including the headmaster of Rainbow School. There were also some who looked at me like a spiteful man. I don't care that, all I know.. Living on earth with many people not all of them will like our profession. Aye right???

"Mama Pelangi, do you also know if your name is also included in the search order most in sosmed. All praise and admire you, you become an artist." Said Rainbow teacher's mother.

"Ehm, thank you ma'am. But I'm a little uncomfortable, because I'm not an artist or a model myself. So I want to keep my own privacy, without interference from their comments and compliments."

"Eh, I'm sorry mama Rainbow. If this bothers you a little,"

"What's wrong, it'll all pass by itself, won't it?" Answer me trying to relax.

"And my father is so grateful to you, he is so proud and unceasing to praise you. Today your payment will be immediately transferred, I've given you the account number you sent last night." Clearly with sparkling eyes.

Not long after, I was surprised not to play with the nominal numbers given. It's too much, wow.. It is fitting, a model or artist his life is always struggling with treasure. My mind momentarily soared high with a silly delusion.

Suddenly a thought came out of nowhere, as if encouraging me to reopen my old social media account. Just for fun, hmm... How will my college friends fare if they know I'm a model. Well, despite the amateurs.

I muttered and smiled to myself, then walked away after the teacher's mother had returned to the classroom. I was about to enter the car, but my phone kept shaking. In just 5 minutes, all the notifications like and comments filled my berandaku.

I ignored it until I got into my car. My phone vibrated again with a message notification on my email account. I frowned, when I saw a man who was so handsome and looked his style and style in the photo like a professional model.

"Since when, tomboy girl became a model so cute"

His comments were in a message he had personally sent.

"Thank you."

Reply me briefly.

"Thank you? without asking me news. You were a jutek long ago."

"Currently, what the hell is this. For whatever reason I know of your news that I don't know, waste time." I grumbled as I started the car and drove away from Pelangi school.

Arriving home, I sat down for a moment in the TV room. Take a moment off the thoughts that are a little bothering me. It turned out to be uncomfortable being a person known, all the strange comments between compliments made me a little jolted.

"Bi, make Fanny just an orange." I yelled at the assistant's aunt.

A few minutes later the assistant aunt came with a tray of cold orange juice for me. Then I took a sip without waiting for long.

"Thank you bi, what's aunt been doing since?" Ask you to talk to aunt's assistant.

"Ehm, anu mistress. Aunty makes almond chocolate pastries little miss's favorite as well as mistress."

"Oh yeah, let me help you."

"Not to be non, it's gonna be over soon." Answer him politely.

"What's wrong, I'll help you finish quickly. I'll taste it soon Bi, it must be very tasty. Aah, I miss you." My words went from my seat earlier to the kitchen room at the follow-up later by the assistant aunt.

"Beb, I'm Dudut. Do you still remember me?"

Degh !!!

Oh my, is he Dudut? My cyber girlfriend when I was sitting on the Junior High first. How could he still be active on my sosmed homepage. I wondered in my heart.

"Hey, it's you. Um, sorry. I barely know you, because now you're like a model."

Reply me.

"***that's my job right now. Are you married?"

"Hm.. Yeah, I'm married. And already have one child, he is currently sitting on the Kindergarten bench."

"Sadly, I'm always waiting for your news. I want to meet you directly, until now I still keep thinking about you beb***."

I stopped for a moment, without replying again. My smile and pleasure from earlier because of her, changed instantly. He still calls me affectionately, while we used to just follow the game of the social world just to be in a relationship.

In the past, he was already famous in cyberspace. On every other social media account she is always a warm talk and crazy compliment among all the women. I think he's been living a normal life without being sosmed again, it turns out...

"Loha, baby... Why not reply? I'm waiting for you."

He sent back a private message. Somehow I still like to hear the word call, I became washed away and flashback my Junior High. Where I was also always the center of attention of many people when I was active in social media. Until the silly thing I did, by falling for real heart in someone I had never met in the real world.

"Ah, yes. Sorry, I'm a little busy. What about you? Your wife must be a model too, how many did you manage to have a child? Hehe,"

I tried to restrain myself and divert every word of his since.

"Let's beb, you know I'm not the kind of guy who easily invites women to marry me. I'm still single at the age of three-headed."

How come? I muttered in my heart.

"***Hahaha, oh yes? You were a voter a long time ago. Get married soon, your life will be much more beautiful."

"Are you happy, baby?"

"Yes, I'm so happy. My husband is very kind and loves me very much."

"You hurt me with that answer***."

I stopped and reread his reply. Knowing that, makes me shudder. I must have just been carried away remembering the past Junior High, it's not good if I continue.

Phewt... Sorry I opened my old account. This will only bring me back to my past circle at that time.

Back I grumbled inwardly, grumbling indistinctly, blaming my own attitude.

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