Hope and Wish
C&W15. Nap

"Wait for the food to come" I replied, letting Hamdan sit next to me. 

"The rain is waiting for Han." Om Hamdan chuckled small. 

"Morning the chat too, Om. He sent me a voice note, another story." I replied to him briefly because my mood was bad, he still responded to me and did not take offense at my response. 

I'm a moody woman, my mood affects my life. 

"You really don't want to be the same Han? Han also said, you keep responding but I don't think you're helping him to trust your father." Om Hamdan lit a cigarette and sat more apart from me. 

"If you don't want to, I've blocked the number." I'm massaging my own temples. 

I'm a man who doesn't talk much. 

"So why don't you help persuade your father? At least it's just a story of how serious chatter between you and Han is that." 

I'm confused, should I tell you no yes about the father who objected to Han and Bunga's past? I don't know how it's going, but I want him to be mine. 

"Udah, Om." I don't know, either, what to do to make dad allow the Workshop bang with me.

I mean, good dad, I know what your goal is. It's just, I already have a taste in him. 

"There problem? Try stories? You transparently try to Han, let him dare to act. Let him know what to do, Ra. If you keep quiet like this, Han can't do anything either." 

I feel like Hamdan is very sensitive, he is one two like a father. However, the confusion I am here is either delivered or not. Because it has to do with my discussions and my dealings with my father. 

"Let's talk to my brother, Om. When I go home, I'm not in the mood to talk." I'm chin-backed. 

Let my future father-in-law be offended, rather than later get my hands on. If I am not in the mood, often immediately snapped. 

"He told you to come here? Om already told Han, don't take too long if you get a subtle rejection. He's afraid he'll understand that you did accidentally want him to leave."

Om Hamdan just makes me dizzy. 

"Yes, Om." Never mind, what matters is first. 

Because of Zakariya semprul, my brain became chaotic. I told Dad I didn't want that man. Father's response was only beards, he did not force me to be willing with the Zakariya. 

In my eyes, a bachelor is no more attractive than a widower carrying the child. 

"Om coming home? Later next week Om will be with your brother." Om Hamdan got up and exhaled his cigarette smoke. 

"Yes, Om." I've heard that news too. 

I don't understand with Brother Jasmine, why would he want to be with an old widower? Yes indeed, if with the workshop bang I will be angry. After all, older brother Jasmine is also rather than bang Workshop. 

After getting the mercon meatballs I ordered, I enjoyed it on the terrace of the house with my favorite laptop featuring Korean drama movies. Whether my brother goes where all, the cottage area of this house feels lonely. Dad was in the house with the young man, maybe they were looking for comfort together. Because usually, biyung sitting on the porch of the house chatting with his children. 

Until finally, the workshop actually came without me asking. Maybe it was Hamdan who sent him here. He wears a dark-colored hoodie, combined with a mocca-colored sheath. He has been carried away in the style of people here, maybe because of the cold. 

"Dad's home isn't, Yang?" He approached me. 

"So, push the bell." I pointed at my father's door first. 

"Eat what, Yang?" He looked at my bowl. 

"Mercon meatballs." I pointed a fork with a small meatball at his mouth. 

Srekk……

I and bang Berskel immediately turned to the house next to my house, precisely the house that Bunga occupied. I don't know when he came home, but he was shocked to see me and the Workshop. 

Bang Workshop even held my hand that held the fork, then he pulled the meatballs that were already in his mouth but still attached to the fork. He seemed relaxed about doing that, though I was still confused and embarrassed that Flowers kept looking at us. 

I dare to bribe him, because this neighborhood is deserted. Alias, there's no one outside the house. 

"yes briefly? Want permission to your father first, Yang." He chewed on the meatball, walking away from me. 

"Zee's asleep?" I took the initiative to greet him first. 

Czech….

I turned my eyes again towards my father's house, and I saw him open the door. They were talking and I couldn't hear them. 

"Yes, Zee just slept," replied Bunga, who made me turn towards her back. 

"Outside." My voice reached my ears. 

"Yes, Om. On the terrace." Bang Workshop down the porch of my father's house. 

Dad nodded, he left the door of his house wide open. Maybe, just to keep me under control. Anyway, if he forced his will on me. I'll make him wretched right then and there. Except, he's already my husband. 

"Which gaul, Which?" Bang Workshop sat at a distance with me. 

Her eyes glanced at the Flower house, I followed her gaze. As it turned out, the Flower was still there and did not immediately realize that her hair was still broken. 

"I have a good movie recommendation."

My head is tired looking here and there, now my eyes are focused on my laptop which is controlled by the Workshop bang. 

"Bang Galen, Dad's out, Bang." Bang Workshop slightly exclaimed, because he happened to be sitting at the door of my house. 

"Sleeping, Bang. The usual hour he woke up, the second hour usually sleep again. The time I spent there." I continued to eat my meatballs.

It's mangosteen. "Later to stay up with Daddy Brother."

I chuckled amusedly hearing him call himself by such a call. 

"I've been discussing the mouth calling that, you keep bang on."

Slekkkc….. 

It was the sound of the door of the house Flower being closed again, the door was shifted so the sound was more or less like that. 

"I don't usually call that." I chuckle amusedly. 

His presence is quite capable of changing my mood. 

"Later also finally out all the calls unfortunately if it's already giggly." He glanced at me with a smile. 

He's very handsome if so. 

"What's wrong?" I frowned.

"Hmm, you know yourself." His face looks embarrassed. 

I patted her shoulder. "It keeps going there." I laughed off. 

I understand what that gig is. 

"The evidence is good." He pointed at me and cornered me with his expression. 

"That's the problem." I grabbed my drinking water. 

"I'll leave my four efforts to om Givan loh, Yang. If we don't, I'm gonna be unemployed lamenting that the children's mother is lying on the ground." He immediately put on a sad face. 

Oh, so busy until he looks always tired to divert his sad wail? Is that the way of that man? 

"Any love isn't the same as me?" Random questions about my purity came out already. 

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