Because of You
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Laila laid her body on her soft bed..

Still mingled in his memory when he was with Fikri at the campus earlier...

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"Laila.. how are you..?"

"good idea..!"

"it seems like you're always busy. Chat from me very rarely do you reply.."

"Oh. Yeah, Fik. I've been pretty busy lately.." Laila..

"last time I saw you when you called Fatan the other day..!"

"why did you run..?" he added..

"guee.. I'm afraid Fatan same Zacky know if it's me..!" nervous answer..

"so they don't know who you are??"

"hmm" Laila nodded..

for a few minutes they were silent..

"Laila... Why don't you ever give me an answer...??" fikri's question made Laila look up..

"what answer..??" pretend not to understand..

now Fikri clasped Laila's hand..

"Laila... Until when should I be patient waiting for an answer from you...??"

Laila lowered her head not daring to look at Fikri..

"do I have to give any more proof that I love you so much Laila..."

"have you forgotten what I sacrificed your unyuk for..??" Fikri continues to shower Laila with memories of her past and it makes Laila even more depressed..

Laila let go of Fikri's grasp..

"gue tau Fik. and I never forget that you ever bet my life for me..!"

"but____'

"Laila.. do you still have doubts?? you don't fear.. I will always keep your secret. You still believe in me, right..?"

"iya Fik. I always believed in you. and you're one of my best friends..!"

"but I haven't been able to open my heart to the same lo Fik..!"

"Laila... do I need to sacrifice my life once again..??"

"for what..??" Laila was getting frustrated..

"let you know that I really love you and want our relationship to be more than just Laila's best friend...!"

Laila was confused about what to say, whereas if she directly said she had no feelings, it must be very disappointing Fikri..

"give me some more time...!" laila Pinta..

"alright, maybe you're not ready yet..!" Fikri tried to scream..

"okay. I'm back. Take care of yourself. I'm waiting for the good news..!" he said with a ruffled end of Laila's head and an optimistic smile..

Laila nodded and Fikri left...

Tahaan...!!

I'm not crying over the turmoil, but Fikri's change is making me sad..

why did my best friend change??

He was never this selfish..??

Why is he pushing me now..??

I feel like I lost my old Fikri..

Laila still cursed the fate of her friendship...

Some calls from Zacky he did not ignore.Even chat from Bintang he did not reply..

Damar knocked on Laila's room door..

And Laila opened the door for him..

"why do you why deck..?? qo his face is shabby..?? not in the iron yet??" Damar teases Laila who looks lethargic...

"ihh... I'm a little dizzy. So I just fell asleep..!"

Laila curled up in her bed again, while Damar sat in the front seat of Laila's dressing table..

"sister tell bi ani to take medicine huh..??"

"don't do it. I'm just a soy sauce..!"

"what is it? the clock is at home." asked Laila..

"later night you have to go out of town on business. maybe 2-day brother over there..!"

and answered Oh! from Laila..

"keep..??"

"said you want to meet Nadia? tomorrow he'll pick up a shirt at the boutique ya dek.." pinta Damar..

Laila immediately sat down and came back excited..

"Okay.. later I will meet Nadia..!" by pointing his thumb..

"all the participants to the boutique doang girang very much... what the hell..?" Damar was curious about Laila's instantly changing attitude..

"let's go. don't go to the..!"

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Laila parked her car in front of a small kindergarten school..

Today Laila brought her own car because Mr. Amin had to take her father to attend a seminar..

Laila also entered the school yard quite beautiful..

The children were running in a small park in the school..

Some kids play swings and slides..

Laila so remember the days of her first Kindergarten who was often betrothed by her little friend.. Laila smiled to herself..

Classrooms with only four rooms include one-way lined office space..

Laila approached a beautiful woman who was crouching in front of a child who was sitting on a small stool and was crying..

"mom...??"

The woman looked up..

"uh.. Lalila...!"

They hug each other and miss each other...

"you can add Laila.." he praised..

"the time is mba..?? but there is no way to lose the beauty of Nadia deh..!" laila replied humbly, they laughed..

"he's why mbak..??" pointing to the crying child..

Laila meng Oh! and sit next to the boy..

"you wait a minute school hours are over.. After that we immediately leave..!"

"OK..!!"

Nadia already knows the purpose of Laila's arrival because Damar was the one who gave her..

Laila waits for Nadia in the school garden..

Suddenly his phone vibrated. when he saw the video call from Zacky..

Looked at Zacky's anxious face on his phone.but Laila's own phone accidentally did not use the front camera.Automatic picture that appears on Zacky's phone is a swing school Kindergarten..

"Laila.. Where are you??"

"all night I thought of you Laila.."

but Laila did not answer..

" you why Laila..??"

"forgive me if I'm wrong..!!"

"Lalila..!!" Zacky kept calling him..

Laila held back her laughter seeing Zacky a little frustrated because she never found the beautiful face she was craving..

"please ask Laila. I'm going crazy...!" screams there..

Laila could not hold back any longer and her laughter broke..

When Laila changed with her front camera Zacky was very excited to see Laila who was laughing...

"you're really stirring up my feelings Laila...!"

"really..??" Laila smiled..

The smile on Laila's lips made Zacky anxious to see her..

"i want to bite you....!!" yell again

"that's right.I'm a cake..??" still with his smile..

"you're even sweeter than candy..!" his reply..

"basic gumball...!"

"i'm serious Laila. If you're here, I'm sure I'm biting you to the end to avenge your crime of torturing me from yesterday to the present..!" the cerocos..

"i didn't torture anyone...!" sangkal Laila's..

"With you ignoring my phone alone it's already tormented me Laila..!"

Laila just laughed looking at Zacky's funny face from her phone..

And Nadia caught him...

"who's that...??" Laila surprised..

"i've been. I want to go. daaah..!!" Laila waved her hand towards the phone and disconnected the call...

That there is definitely a confusion..

"mr... is it done...??" ask Laila.

"already.. yuk..!!" bring Nadia..

They also went to the boutique where Damar and Nadia ordered clothes for the application later...

"It looks like you're very happy Laila..?" Nadia opened the chat..

"the time is mbak..??" Laila blushed...

"so your girlfriend yeah...?"

Laila laughs, but she doesn't know what kind of relationship Zacky has with her..

Nadia was even confused by Laila's answer which was just a laugh...

"snake... I can tell you...??" ask Laila..

"of course. tell me...!" Nadia is ready to listen..

The journey to the boutique is dominated by Laila's long curhatan..

Start with Zacky.. Fikri and his father..

Sometimes they laugh when Laila grips Zacky's silliness..

"Laila.. if you always think of Zacky like that, you love Zacky...!" opinion Nadia..

"but mbak.. How's fikri??" Laila's confused..

"do you want to have a relationship without love.hm??" Laila quiet..

"according to mbak...if indeed Fikri is affectionate with you. should he not maxain... did not he even make you depressed ..??" ask again..

"i'm confused mbak...!!"

Nadia just smiled and shook her head..

After they got down and entered a pretty famous boutique there..

Seen from the parking lot in front of a row of luxury cars owned by customers...

Nadia looks for the boutique owner and Laila goes around looking for a dress for herself..

"good all.. it turns out brother Damar pinter nyari place kayak gini..!" laila's guman..

Because Laila's eyes were busy looking at the beautiful dresses in front of her. Suddenly she hit a beautiful and stylish mother like a socialite mistress..

"sorry. sorry. I accidentally..!" Laila picked up the mother's clothes that fell for her..

When giving the shirt, Laila looked at the mother questioningly...

It turned out that he was looking at Laila and smiling..

"emm sorry.this is the shirt...!" The mother accepted and touched Laila's cheek..

"son.. do you remember me?" his tan..

Laila frowned trying to remember..

"you helped me from the robbers in the garden that day...!" he tried to remind..

Oohs... Laila started to remember..

But is this really the mother he helped at that time..?

Why is it so different..??

Who is he really....???

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