Cold Senior Smack

Cold Senior Smack
To lose?


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Dirganta was really serious about his words. Every day he would pick up Intan at his house and drive her to the hospital and vice versa, he would pick her up at the hospital and drive her home. But sometimes Dirganta will take Intan to the mall or the park.


At lunch Dirganta will come and bring lunch to Intan. And all of that became a habit for him.


But today Dirganta does not see the trunk of his nose. Intan had seen whether Dirganta came or not, but it did not.


Intan is also used to lunch with Dirganta. Yes even though he has not received Dirganta but if treated sweetly every day who will not be destroyed.


Intan also chose to go to the cafeteria and eat there. After completing Intan was back in charge.


It doesn't feel like night has come. All of your work is done as well. Intan is waiting for Dirganta but his car is not visible. Intan also chose to take a taxi.


Intan arrived at her house and went straight to her room to clean up. After that Intan landed his ass on the garden chair behind their house. Intan saw his phone. No phone calls or messages from Dirganta.


"Where did he go anyway. How do you say gini? Is he giving up?" Intan saw the number Dirganta wanted to contact but he paused his intention back.


"Cooking is that easy to make blush. Who would believe that would truly love." Intan who was already upset returned to his room and rested.


Tomorrow will be the same. Dirganta did not contact him or send him messages. Intan is getting restless. Today is the heart of Sunday so he's off. Intan also intends to go to Dirganta's apartment to check whether Dirganta is okay or not.


Intan was ready with her casual clothes. Intan called a taxi to take her there.


"This is it sir. Thank you sir." Intan paid for his taxi and immediately walked a bit quickly to Dirganta's apartment.


Intan knocked on the door in front of him but no one opened the door for him. Intan punched the bell but the result remained the same.


"Is he not in the apartment." Intan sighed and finally left from there.


Intan again ordered a taxi and went somewhere.


Intan arrived at his destination. Intan punched the doorbell of the big house in front of him or can it be called a mansion? Because the house is so big.


Not long after the big door opened.


"Good day non. Can I help you?" Ask a middle-aged man, maybe the waiter is in that house.


"Oh yes bi. I'm looking for Dirganta. Is Dirganta inside, huh?" tanya Intan there is middle-aged it.


"Oo den Dirganta. Den Dirga's.."


"Who's bi?" The servant's words were cut off by the voice of a beautiful middle-aged woman who was seen coming down the stairs.


"Oh this is madam, there's a dirganta" said the maid.


Ratna also saw who the guests who came, she was quite surprised then a big smile rose on her lips.


"I know him bi. Aunty continued her work.


"Yes, madam." The waiter also resigned.


"Loh Intan's. How did you not go straight in? even stand outside. Come on in, baby." Ratna approached Intan and immediately hugged the girl.


Intan returned Ratna's embrace.


"Sorry aunt, Siang-day Intan has been disturbed" said Intan reluctantly.


"Not bother at all. You looking for Dirganta? Comein. Sit down, Auntie call Dirganta first."


"Intan wants orange juice aja aunty." replied Intan with a thin smile.


Ratna called a waiter to make the drink Intan wanted and went from there to call Dirganta.


A waiter came with a cup of drinks for Intan. Intan thanked him and drank the drink.


Nervous intan. Very nervous in fact. Intan didn't know what to say to Dirganta. Impossible if he said he was worried about Dirganta, or worse felt lost?


"No. I'm just worried that he's sick or something. That's it." Intan's own monologue.


Not long ago there was the sound of feet stepping rapidly towards him. From the side direction suddenly someone hugged her tightly.


Intan was surprised of course. He sculpted. Intan saw who he was and was surprised by Dirganta holding him in the man's house. Is that man crazy.


"Doctor, this is the doctor's parents' house. Please let go, I don't want anyone to see." great-grandson Intan slowly.


Dirganta let go of his embrace.


"I'm sorry. I miss you so much, Intan. Sorry, I'm so busy I can't pick up, pick up or bring you lunch." Dirganta sat himself beside Intan.


"Ekhen Ekhem's. Sorry mama if mama bothers me. But it's noon. You're lapers, right? Let's have lunch together in the park." Ratna approached the two men.


"Yes ma. Mama go first. Dirganta Sama Intan soon followed again." Dirganta smiled at his mother.


"Yes yes. You young man."


"You know I'm here? Don't you miss me as much as I do?" dirganta asked with a sly smile on his lips."


Intan who got unexpected questions was immediately nervous not playing. Her cheeks turned pseudo.


"No. Sa. I just want to see Aunt Ratna. Doctor, don't be spooky. I think Aunt Ratna has been waiting a long time. I'm first doc."


Intan immediately left before Dirganta gave him questions that would make him even more nervous.


Dirganta saw that chuckled softly. He knew that Intan was ashamed to say it. The girl's cheeks had even met red.


Dirganta also followed Intan to the park.


"Well come. Dirganta has come. Now we start lunch." Ratna brought rice to her husband and son.


"Honey, where's the plate let aunty take the rice."


"No aunt, thank you. Let Intan do it." Intan took rice for him.


The four people ate very well. Occasionally heard the appeal of Dirganta to Intan. Intan could only remain silent. Dirganta really did not understand the conditions and the situation.


"Where are you going, baby?" ask Ratna to Intan.


"I want lang.." Not finished Intan spoke, Dirganta had already cut his speech.


"We're going for a walk. Intan said he wanted to spend the weekend with Dirganta, right baby?" Dirganta smiled mischievously towards Intan.


Intan clenched his hand under the table. Dirganta was really cunning and was good at taking advantage of the situation.


"Hehe. Yes aunt." replied Intan with an awkward smile.


"Tell me later." muttered Intan slowly so that no one would hear him...