Don't Love Me Again
Sarah's smell

" gapapa win even I like to be able to tell the same story as you, I gapernah want a story about this anyone. But when this is with you I want to tell you everything because you're the only place the story is most comfortable for me and must have leaked from the past"

" you can do it! Yauda let's just tell me all out for your unek here!"

" so actually my ex-husband loved me a lot but the last few months I felt something strange about him.."

" weird how's sin?"

I was curious about Sinta

" yes, there must be a strange thing if men have started to get bored with us or even there are signs that they are cheating"

" do I mean strangely how?"

" there must be a different win from their old attitude, go home at the same time for example if once twice maybe yes maybe play the same game if already every day how? Keep the reasons they love begin to make sense"

I was pensive for a moment, remembering about mas irfan who recently began to return home later than usual, but I never suspected him of having an affair because surely if he cheated in the office you must have seen him. But what about outside the office? Ah gamungkin gamungkin this is just overthingking who has been nguasain my mind because it has been horrified sinta story. It's not me, all the gaseous men.

" hey win! Even daydreaming, I continued my story?"

" yes, continue dong sin"

My love for love even though it can assemble my overthing factor on the behavior of irfan

" so just as I searched through all my suspicions, my ex-husband was playing dark behind me. He cheated with his office friend win, I'm so sad if the dark incident"

Mana Sinta is seen starting to contain a few drops of tears that he deliberately held so as not to fall

I tried to calm the love by patting her shoulder while saying several times for her to try hard and patiently accept the incident that made her hurt

" don't be sad, I know you must be strong! Patience tomorrow you will surely get a better partner than he who has hurt you before. For now mending you focus just nitih your career"

" thank you for making me so many times. I must be focusing the same career I used to win I gamau again later too dependent on men"

Sinta started rubbing both of her eyelids that were wet because of her small cry earlier

" hey, come back! The break is almost over! Come on sprawl"

Screeched at a man who waved his hand at Sinta while shouting for her to immediately return to her office

" yes yes, kooo..."

A voice of love to his friend

" duh sorry really win, rich time we gabanyak for talk rich gini. What if we set another schedule at a time? Later I will tell you if you have time off so that our chat is more satisfied "

" aaa ya deh sin gapapa really, already there later slow loh"

" yes, win, this is my business card! Don't forget to call me loh"

Sinta handed me a business card and then ran over to a friend who was waiting for her

Sinta who was lost behind the door made me remember to go home soon because the time had entered almost in the afternoon

" well I'll save this number later I'll book an online motorcycle taxi and go home with the market snacks I bought earlier"

By waiting for a few minutes on the side of a busy road once the vehicle passed by, finally what I was waiting for had arrived

" sorry buk this with mom windi isn't it?"

By confirming that I ordered the services of the motorcycle taxi driver earlier, we also drove back home with a feeling that was difficult to guess because of all the feelings that are now expressed an indeterminate feeling noah because I feel happy because I met my friend or feel sad for some aunty from the evil mouth of man

Small conversation conversations occur on the motor although there is actually a less continuous chatter because the noise of the wind blocking the clear hearing process

After about fifteen minutes on the bike finally me and inspiration to get to my house, but why is mas irfan car already at home instead of he will still go home tomorrow morning?

Immediately I entered the fence of the house that was open to check the existence of mas irfan

And sure enough mas irfan was already on the porch of the house, he sat up to jump his legs and close his hands while staring at my arrival very cynically

" duh o Allah surely mas irfan will scold me again because I made him wait"

With a feeling of fear and a heart that has rumbled like a spooky sound of sky lash with a strong wind I tried to stay calm and ventured closer to the mas irfan who was in a selonjoran position right at the door

" m ko uda coming home? Isn't it like it'll be a malem?"

There is no answer whatever is said from the lips of mas irfan who still remains clenched, he said, it's just that the eyes that initially looked straight at the fence now began to stick out painting a sharp look at the body that was always wrong

" m ko ga..?"3

" bruukkkk brukk"

The sound of a fist being smashed against the door gave another answer to my question. Mas irfan was overcome by burning anger until his mouth that did not want to say vent on inanimate objects

Hunt me open the door that is still locked, it, when mas irfan saw the door that had been opened immediately he entered with anger of course with his character hitting the goods he saw

I who still bear the weight of the body of inspiration immediately walked to the room of inspiration to leave it for a while and play alone, because I was afraid he would be affected by the anger of the irfan who was still stirring.

" you'll want to be here first, son..."

While unbinding the knot on the back of my body

Seeing the inspiration that is still calm and does not seem to be crying when I leave it directly I return to the place where mas irfan is

* living room*

" want me to make coffee?"

" yes yes of course, quickly prepare the coffee and also order the rice that I used to pesen ituloh in the application!"

" well mas"

With a feeling of still being confused with fear, I continued to do all the commands he asked

After completing the first task of making coffee, I now just present a cup of coffee to mas irfan and wait for the arrival of services between meals

" this is the coffee"

Mas irfan only briefly stared at my body that wanted to put this body on the sofa. However, the,,

" uh uh wait wait, what do you want? Sit that?"

" yes, do you need anything else?"

I asked irfan

" do you want to relax, relax? Didn't you have a lot of time outside the house? Sampa sampe this house uda rich cow pen that gakeurus really!"