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Boncabe 12 (Song)

A bright morning accompanied the steps of a beautiful man. He passed through the village road which is still in the form of red soil mixed with limestone. The condition of the land is almost similar to the village of W before the village was built on the initiative of doctor Ayunda Kirana.

Adam left his car in the yard of one of the elementary schools in Pule village. To reach the village head's house, Adam had to walk for about 15 minutes.

Arriving in the courtyard of the village chief's house named Wage, Adam was greeted with joy. Of course Adam was welcomed by Wage as the village head and the citizens.

After providing assistance in the form of clean water and some money for the construction of roads and the procurement of health facilities, Adam was welcome to rest at Wage's house. Adam will stay in Pule village for three days to oversee road construction and health facilities. After three days, Abimana and Raikhan will travel alone to Pule village to replace Adam, as Abimana's best friend cannot linger on leaving his job as a CEO.

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Lembayung began to hue accompanied by wind gusts that gave coolness. A handsome man was looking at the sky that was painted orange. He sits casually on the terrace of the village head house while enjoying a tea brewed typical of Pule village. That man is Adam Rizal Syaputra. Men who repeatedly experience love failure due to mistakes in the past.

Adam's netra view was on a woman beraras ayu who was laughing. Apparently the woman was joking with a little girl who was about three years old.

"Mishel" said Adam. The net is inseparable from a very familiar object. Adam's heart ached, seeing the woman he knew so well with a little girl. Adam thought that the little girl was the daughter of Mishel and Farhan.

Adam got up from a sitting position and walked over to the two of them, Mishel and the little girl. Adam's footsteps seemed heavy, but his desire to meet Mishel was enormous.

"Mishel" said Adam as he stood beside Mishel. A woman who disappeared from her life for four years.

Slowly, Mishel turned her head towards the origin of the voice. Mishel gasp. The two neutrals were perfectly rounded, when they realized who greeted them. "A-dam? Are you really Adam?" ask Mishel in disbelief.

"Yes. I'm Adam, Miss." The two Netra Adam and Mishel were fighting each other. The rays of longing were clearly visible on the net gazes of the two of them.

"Mother, who's this Om?" ask the little girl named Micah.

DEG

Adam gasped as Micah called Mishel 'Mother'. He was convinced that Micah was the son of Mishel and Farhan.

"Mother? Ja-so right, you and Farhan already have a child, Mis?" adam asked doubtfully.

Mishel smiled when she heard Adam's question. "Mmm .. Meet this beautiful little girl named Micah, Dam! Micah, Om Adam is a friend of mother. Salim the same Om!" mishel said, introducing each other. Micah's little hand reached for Adam's stout hand. The little girl kissed Adam's back.

Adam smiled bitterly. He gently brushed Micah's hair. "Your daughter is very pretty, Miss."

"Thank you Dam. Oya Dam, want to stop by my house?" bargain Mishel. It just so happened that the house that Mishel occupied during her stay in Pule village, was next to the house of the village chief.

Adam had a little doubt. "Yes Mis, but .. what if Farhan gets angry when I visit your house?"

Mishel smiled meaningfully. "Farhan won't be angry, Dam."

"Well if you insist, Miss," Adam replied as he pulled the corners of his lips.

Adam grabbed Micah's little body. "Om carrying, dear?"

Micah smiled and nodded his head. "Yes Om."

After Adam took Micah with him, they made their way to the simple house where Mishel lived.

"Sit down Dam!" tell Mishel as soon as they get to the porch.

"Yes, Miss." Adam dropped Micah off before sitting his ass on a chair made of bamboo.

"I'll make some tea, Dam."

"No need to miss."

"Mikha baby, come in first, son! There's Mama Lila inside."

"Hemmm, okay Mother. Oiya Om handsome, Micah stay first huh?"

"Yes dear," Adam replied with a smile.

The little girl entered the house with a small run.

Mishel was sitting her ass in the chair next to Adam. They both look clumsy.

"Dam, how are you and Tiara?" ask Mishel, start a conversation.

"Alhamdulillah good Mis. Tiara always misses you. Oya, how are you, Mis? I'm sure your life must be filled with happiness, because there are already Micah and Farhan."

Mishel smiled bitterly at Adam's words. Mishel's gaze turned to the sky that was still incising orange color and soon the color will fade alternating the concentration of night.

"You're wrong Dam."

Adam knitted his brows. "What do you mean, Mis?" asked Adam who was overwhelmed with curiosity.

"A-I .. didn't get married to Farhan, Dam. When Farhan and his family came to the house to propose, I refused the proposal."

DEG

Adam's heart was racing. His chest rippled as he heard Mishel's reply. In his heart was the question, then who was Micah, if Mishel had not married Farhan.

"Why Mis? Then, who is Micah exactly?"

"Dam, Micah was the boy I found in the porch of the mosque when he was a baby. I don't know who the parents who threw it away. To this day, the citizens and I have not been able to find Micah's parents. About Farhan .. I rejected him for not wanting to hurt Najwa. Farhan and Najwa were about to get married, before Farhan planned to propose to me. Just because of a misunderstanding, Farhan annulled their marriage. Alhamdulillah, Farhan was no longer misunderstood after Najwa was able to provide convincing evidence. Farhan and Najwa were married in Jakarta, Dam. Their marriage was attended only by the family and carried out simply, at the request of both."

"Actually, what made Farhan misunderstand Najwa, Mis?" ask Adam to know.

"Mmc ... The day before their wedding day, Najwa was seen walking with a man in one of the shopping malls. Najwa and the man were seen wrapping their hands around each other at the waist. Farhan was burned by the flames of jealousy. He thought that Najwa had cheated on him. Farhan's guess was wrong. The man who was with Najwa, turned out to be Najwa's older brother who had been separated for a long time, because both of their parents were divorced. Najwa lives with his father in Jogja, while his brother lives with his mother in Kalimantan."

Adam mangosteen heard the explanation from Mishel. The happy sparkle is clearly depicted on Adam's face. It was as if he had a fresh breeze, which was a chance to get Mishel's heart back.

"Then, what about your heart right now? Is it possible that a man's name has been engraved?"

A beautiful smile on Mishel's lips. His net gaze turned to look fixedly at the beautiful face of Adam Rizal Syaputra. "This is my heart, Dam. Of course in my heart is engraved the name of a man."

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Adam's question successfully scored a red hue on Mishel's face. "Hmmm ... want to know or want to know?"

"You know, Miss."

"You better not know Dam. I'm afraid old wounds will reopen." But Mishel's face turned sad when she remembered Adam's rejection four years ago.

"Sorry Mis! Sorry for my mistake four years ago. I'm really sorry. I was wrong, Miss," said Adam, softly. He really regretted having once incised a wound in the heart of Mishel, a woman who was very sincere in love with him.

"Already Dam. I've forgotten about it. Anyway, it wasn't your fault. Instead I salute, as a man .. You can keep loyalty. I was wrong, because I was too aggressive to express my feelings to a man who had never had the same taste. I'm sorry Dam!"

"Mis, you're completely innocent. If I were still given the chance, I'd love to bandage your wounds, Miss."

"Nr ...."

"Mis, let me bandage the wound in your heart with the sincerity of my love!"

Mishel's heart warmed when she heard Adam's words. Mishel felt countless happiness. Although, it still tucked a speck of doubt in his heart towards Adam.

"Dam, didn't I hear wrong?"

"Of course not, Miss. I, Adam Rizal Syaputra want to make Mishel Larasati a companion for life."

"But Dam. Sorry .. I still doubt you."

Adam took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly. Naturally Mishel doubted, because Adam had rejected him not once or twice.

"Kor Mis, if you still have doubts. But, I'll prove it."

"Prove Dam! So that I may believe and believe you."

"All right, Miss."

"Dam, we have not been performing Maghrib prayer, better .. you go home first to Mr. Wage's house. God willing, we will meet again tomorrow."

"Heem Mis, I say yes."

"Yes Dam." Adam and Mishel moved out of a sitting position. Adam said hello before he walked away.

Mishel stood glued to the back of Adam, the man she still loved so much. Honestly, Mishel always put up a pinch so that he could forget an Adam Rizal Syaputra. His departure from Adam's life four years ago, only to try to forget and throw his love for Adam.

It's hard to step away

When you're still here

Failing me forgot

Each of you said hello

I still love you

I still love you

If we still meet

It is getting more difficult for this

Forgetting you

I deleted your picture

From the frame in my room

But there's still your face

Come hold of dreams

I still love you

And I still love you

If we still meet

It is getting more difficult for this

Tuk forgot you

You always made me

Throwing with your words

The more I avoid

The more I want to meet

(Rossa, Still)

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Haiii .. haiii readers, sorry yesterday othor has not been able to keep the promise for UP, because all day there is no free time to type boncabe and stop by the cool work of author friends. 😅😅🙏🙏🙏 And .. boncabenya still connected, insya Allah 1 chapter again. Previously wanted the author to make one episode, but too long and less dapet feel. 😌 So, hopefully still not bosen looking forward to one more boncabe..... 🙏

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