Destiny Gintani
Bramantyo Ahmad Jalaluddin

The man was sitting on his porch. Every now and then, his thick lips sipped his black coffee that tasted so delicious. A thin smile was engraved on both corners of his lips when he imagined a cute-faced beautiful girl. The girl who had been warming her heart for several months was cold and frozen for years.

He is Bramantyo Ahmad Jalaluddin. A man who has closed his heart from love after realizing a love triangle story takes place in the circle of a friendship. The story begins when he enters High School.

A beautiful girl with a hairstyle that was one behind a ponytail was running around in a small flag ceremonial field. Judging from the look on his face, it seemed like he was feeling anxiety because he might be late for class.

"www..! Ahhhh....!" scream the girl. Apparently his feet stumbled on a fairly large stone, which was in front of him.

Huff...!!

Bram, who was walking in the opposite direction, immediately caught the girl who was about to kiss the ground. Their views met.

*De*..deg...

Bram's heart raced faster as he stared at the girl's brownish bead. Si...who is he? his inner.

"Eh.lt..sorry!" said the girl blushed in shame. Both of her cheeks flushed red when she accidentally hugged the man who was helping her.

Bram could only smile at the girl's apology. He was glued to his place as if bewitched by the sound of a voice that rang in his ear.

"Thank you for helping me! I'm in class first!" pamit the girl while leaving Bram.

Bram nodded, he looked at the back of the girl who kept away with a feeling of amazement at her beauty and politeness in speaking. From then on, Bram realizes he has fallen in love at first sight with the cute girl.

A few days later, Bram's relationship with the girl grew closer. Bram has never felt in love, for him the girl is his first love. Whatever he does for the happiness of the heart. Until one day, Bram realized that all the sacrifices he had given were in vain.

Like being struck by lightning in broad daylight, Bram is only able to flinch when the girl expresses her feelings for Bram's own best friend.

"I love him, Brother. I love my friend Bram. Can you help me become her lover?"

The words always ring in Bram's ears. Every Bram remembers it, his heart is like it has been pierced by thousands of needles. Sick... ! So hurtful. Maybe this is what is called a non-bloody sore. A love that was never welcomed.

Since then, Bram has always rejected the presence of women in his life. Many women are crazy about him. But unfortunately, none of them could make his heart tremble again. For him, love is dead. And the death began from the departure of the girl who until this moment was never known to exist.

But the presence of Nadhifa in the office where he worked, little by little had melted the ice in his heart. For some reason, his heart warmed when he saw Nadhifa's behavior. His absurdity, his lethargic speech style, his friendly attitude without discriminating social status, and his cramped voice. Everything makes Bram's everyday color.

All of a sudden, Bram misses her as they are far apart. I don't know when that feeling of longing has come up. But clearly, Bram will experience badmood at work, if he has not seen the presence of Nadhifa in the office. It seems, the presence of Nadhifa is like a drug that makes Bram addicted.

"What are you doing, son?"

Suddenly, the father's baritone voice broke Bram's daydream.

"Dad, this is Bram again enjoying coffee," Bram replied as he pointed to the coffee cup that was half-full of his chin.

Mr. Jamal smiled, "Official, "the answer is ambiguous.

"Yes, you! Habits, if you have been drinking coffee must be comfortable-smiling yourself. You're in love, aren't you?" accuse Mr. Jamal.

Uhuk... Uhukkc...

Bram, who was sipping his coffee, immediately choked on hearing his father's accusations.

"Dad what the hell...? Come around even frenzied himself," Bram's murmured

"Whoa. ya... You won, son! The love affair will never end. I just want to remind you, please do not let your mother who really wants to have a storytelling friend," said Mr. Jamal, sad.

Bram lowered his head. He began to know the direction of his father's conversation. Bram re-sipped his coffee which was only a quarter.

"Bram, what if I betrothed you to Nadhifa, the son of Mr. Jaya. Do you mind?"

Brurr....

So surprised, as a result make the rest of the coffee that lives a quarter, instead of going into the mouth, even spray perfectly wet the table around.

Ah Father... Dad was like a psychic. Always know what I want, Bram murmured in his heart.

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International hospital

"Rich, when can I recover?" ask the little girl.

"Maybe it's about 4 or 6 weeks away" replied Dr. Richard.

"Ish, why so long?" his gerrick.

"Na, that's the procedure, honey!" doctor Richard replied as he gently unraveled the little girl with long hair.

"The postoperative recovery time ranges from 4 to 6 weeks. And during that time, you can't have sex just yet. You must take care of it by washing and gently cleaning the vulva 4 times a day. Wash after each urination or bowel movement. Understood!" doctor Richard's.

"If during that recovery process, when can I have it, Rich?" asked the girl with her face turned bright.

"Patience, Na! Didn't you say he loves you so much? I'm sure if he really loved you, he would definitely come back to you."

"I'm sure he'll come back to me, Rich. If not, I'll take it. I'm not willing to lose what I've been fighting for all this time" said the girl, staring intently at her bedroom window.

Yaaa...

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