Belonging to Mr. Fridge Season 2
I Don't Want to Have You!

Along the way to the apartment, I hung out for Aldy who sneezes occasionally. Does he never shower in the rain? Oh, come! I think I was wrong to take a rain shower together.

I followed him walking to his residence, my forehead shrinking when I saw his steps towards my apartment as well.

I closed the umbrella and put it to the umbrella that the apartment had provided so that the floor was not wet, tomorrow morning it can be taken to a room or other place.

"So don't live here either?" I asked and he took the elevator. Inside there are not only the two of us. There are 3 others as well.

"Yes, on the 5th floor," he said clutching his own body.

Sanguine. That's what popped into my mind when I saw him, "What number?" I asked him again, hoping he would still be able to answer questions. So that he does not really live the cold that happens to his body.

"4."

The door opens, my goal first. As soon as possible I ran to my room, no need to wonder why I'm not as bad as Aldy wanted.

Because, I do like the rain if others grumble because the rain is different from me. I will smile and hold rainwater, though I don't know what the point is.

It's just, I like it. That's what I know, immediately take a shower and wash your hair so as not to get dizzy and as quickly as possible make soup and warm tea.

There; carrots, potatoes, chives also kul. Not forgetting I added the chicken I asked the officer to cut into small pieces.

Because of the plan I wanted to make kentucky, but yasudah. Finish with a sweater so that the body gets warmer. I took the tumblr and filled it with tea and sugar.

After the water turns a little brownish or orange or what the name suggests, I put the mint leaves as well as basil seeds.

Just waiting for the soup, I'll get a place to eat. Fill it with rice and fruits a few pieces.

Is it worth being a wife? Ah, forget your thing it's Caca! While waiting for soup. I remember the food as well as the cell phone on the balcony.

I immediately ran towards the balcony, picked up the rice and put it in the dishwasher. Re-closing the balcony and tidying the curtains.

Some incoming calls from Riki are also unknown numbers, I enabled the data network. Perhaps, it was someone else's number that mattered until he called me from a personal number.

[Why removed Caca? Is that is that is it important? Why so much is removed?]

[You okay? Why not active? Uh?]

[I'm sorry Caca, I'm following what you said. I received a match from Mama]

Three messages from him I looked up and made a smile rise from my face, I saw a story from Riki.

It's not usually that guy puts anything in the medsos. Seen himself and Diva who held a proposal in the hospital.

With a smile that was also made and what seemed like a potluck, "People in the past would have always won!" Caption of the photo.

Is that Riki who made it? But, if the Diva is very presumptuous that woman. Why sassy? Isn't Riki now his fiancee?

Immediately I turn the phone back, long time looking at the phone seems to make my soul is not okay.

The soup water showed that the soup was cooked. I immediately put it into the rice place and closed it tightly.

I took the casual veil and walked out of the room to the elevator, climbed two floors and searched Aldy's room number.

Two taps I gave and waited long enough, did the guy get sick after a rain shower?

"Sister, this is soup and also mint tea plus basil. Coincident at eating while warm," I said handing over the luggage.

He took it and could only clench his mouth, "Jude, rest when he's done eating," I connected and walked away so as not to disturb him who was resting.

***

"Why would you want to put our photo into my WA story?!" riki in front of the Diva. The snapped Diva just lowered her head.

"Why indeed? Shouldn't everyone know that I belong to you and you belong to me?" ask Diva by looking at Riki.

Now, they're in the hospital yard. After the completion of the application event, Riki took to the toilet and left his cellphone.

Diva immediately opened Riki's phone without permission and happened to not be locked with a password or pattern.

She posted the photo and the words, as Riki returned to the room and checked her phone. He looked directly at the Diva who seemed to feel no guilt.

He immediately parted with the family in the room and dragged Diva roughly.

Riki approached the Diva while the woman was not at all afraid, "I .. I don't want you to be mine!" hiss Riki and walked away from the Diva just like that.

Diva raised her lips, "You'll see, you'll admit me without me asking!" caci Diva looked at Riki's back which was walking towards the parking lot.

Riki riding an iron horse that he used to always wear with Caca, Riki had seen anyone who had seen the contents of the story and there was the name of Caca at the top.

She squeezed her hair strong, surely the woman already knew what was happening. Riki looked back at the phone and called Caca's number.

"Hello?" ask Caca who raised the call from Riki.

"Ca ...." The mouth that wants to talk things suddenly seems stiff, for some reason it feels now very foreign and different if you tell a story or hear Caca's voice. It was as if Riki felt like he had hurt the woman.

"Congratulations, yes, Om. Hopefully smoothly until the day H and without any obstacles, oh, yes because of the fear of future wives Om angry also jealous. Sorry, yes, maybe later Caca will block the number Om or Caca will change the number. In order to keep the feeling of the couple Om," I said that I felt that this was the best way.

"You want to stay away from me?"

"Not so, but the situation is different now. Caca does not want to be the culprit of your problems, Caca wants to focus on Caca's life and you focus on your life. Yaudah, Caca turn off his phone. Assalamualaikum." I just turned off the call.

Turns out I'm not really strong, I cover my face using a white pillow without any sheath.

Let it be, cry now and pursue happiness as well as laughter later. No need to fear, happiness will come for those who patiently wait.

Until, I didn't realize it anymore except after hearing I saw Azan from a cell phone. Also the stomach that turns out there is already a demo to be filled.

Walk slowly towards the bathroom, take ablution and immediately spread out the prayer mat.

I want to tell my Lord

About what I can't say

Crying, complaining and asking for help

No comparison, no words, "You're still good."

To speak between the creator and his being is a serenity of his own.