Hugging Longs
MR Bab's. 11

Hugging Longs

Chapters. 11

The sound of alarms rang out loud, echoing filled the room. Wake Danny out of his deep sleep. His hand flailing, grabbing the phone on the nightstand. Turn off the alarm.

Danny accidentally sets an alarm on his phone, because now he has to get used to it himself. If there was always Sara who would come to wake him, prepare warm water for him, his clothes, until breakfast was served for him.

There's Sara in his life, he doesn't have to bother. Everything's easy. Sara was like her personal assistant. Oh, naw. But Sara was like his wife.

Whahuh?

Wife?

Danny wakes up in one quick motion. Instead of rushing down from the bed, he was struck with a blank look.

The next second, he blew his breath roughly. Again his chest felt tight when he remembered Sara.

Yep. Sara.

Sara's shadow often came to disturb him. This time it was worse. Every night he dreams of Sara. Was this God's reward for her for hurting Sarah?

Ah, stupid shit!

She pulled the blanket, and got out of bed. Then hurry to the bathroom. Before long he was done with his self-cleaning activities. While drying his hair using a small towel, he walked towards the walk in closet. Open the closet, look for the clothes he wants to wear.

“Where is that shirt?” But a few minutes looking, the shirt that became his mainstay he never found in his wardrobe.

“Sara put it where? Why is it so hard to find him?” without realizing it again the name of Sara was spoken from her tongue. Almost every day something like that happens. Consciously unconscious, even though she was absent, Sara was always present in her life. He still could not escape Sara completely.

Three wardrobes have been opened, looking for a favorite shirt that I never met. He ruffled his waist, blowing his breath long. Then without knowing ...

“Sara ... Where did you keep my shirt?” he screamed, calling Sara. Though he is trying to live independently at this time, but still he still needs help.

“Sara ..” back he shouted to Sara, because Sara never showed his nose.

“Sara ..” Annoyed, he wanted to leave the room while grumbling. Sara who did not come was irritated. So that made him take the initiative to meet Sara in her room.

His appearance with a towel wrapped around the waist also made Bi Ijah surprised. Bi Ijah reflexes turned his head, while closing his eyes with both palms.

“Bi, Sara to where?” he asked Bi Ijah after not finding Sara's whereabouts in his room. He still doesn't realize Sara doesn't live in that house anymore. So irritated because Sara never came, even though she needed a girl ifu.

“Loh, Mr. Danny forgot yes, is Non Sara no longer living in this house anymore.” said Bi Ijah astonished. Because this isn't the first time Danny's been acting like this.

Danny was stunned, awakened by the reality of his unconscious. Sara was no longer by her side, but sometimes she felt the presence of Sara. Is this called ...

“No. I don't miss you,”he muttered her feelings for the umpteenth time. And unfortunately, his chest feels tight every time the miss word is said.

“Mr Danny, Sir need something? Let Aunt help.” Bi Minah offers. Still with the position of turning face because it avoids seeing the scenery that is plastered in front of him.

“No, Bi. Let me do it myself,” subtly push it, then move back to his room.

“Pity Mr. Danny. After Non Sara left, she became like an insane person. Is this a retribution for what he did to Non Sara?” bi Minah's murmur reached Mayang's ears who stood behind him.

“What did you say?”

Bi Minah jerked. Quickly look back.

“Eh, Mistress. Sorry, New. Aunty go back to the kitchen first huh, her. Lots of work on.” Rushing Bi Minah left the upset-faced Mayang before she was hit by the lava spray of her one master's anger.

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According to the wishes of Oma Widya, Sara did not expect that the old woman would take her to a famous boutique. Which has a collection of elegant dresses that are glamorous, elegant and classy. The price is pretty fantastic.

“Where do you like the dress?” ask Oma Widya when a boutique clerk shows one of their exclusive boutique collections.

Sara answered. The long sleeveless black dress looks elegant and gives a glamorous impression to those wearing it. But for Sara, the dress was too much for an invitation to dinner from Oma Widya.

“Gaunnya good. But Oma, is the dress not too excessive for dinner?” Sara just doesn't feel right with the dress. Self-conscious, he doesn't deserve to wear it.

“Ya. Replace the others.” Ordered a boutique officer.

The boutique staff also showed other collections they had. Unlike the previous dress, this one dress looks good. The plain white knee-length dress captivated Sara in an instant. But he was willing to say it.

Inevitably, for the sake of pleasing Oma Widya, Sara also had to admit her interest in the dress.

“Iya, Oma. I like.” Developing his smile, he nodded.

“Yes already, we take this one only. Please wrap.” Looking over to the boutique officer.

“Good, Mistress.”

“Oh yes, please also show the shoe collection you have.”

“Good, Mistress. But the Madam will be served by another employee. Come Madam, come with me.” While carrying a white dress, the clerk took a step first. Followed by Oma Widya and Sara tailed behind him.

Loving Sara like her own granddaughter, Oma Widya not only bought Sara a lot of beautiful dresses, shoes, bags, even to the details. Oma Widya also takes Sara to a beauty salon in the city.

At first Sara refused. But thanks to the persuasion of Oma Widya, even to sulk, which in the end Sara also wanted.

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Her night. One Taste Food and Resto is the choice of Oma Widya to take Sara to dinner. Oma Widya has a reason why she chose her restaurant over other restaurants. In addition to introducing Sara to the restaurant that Arga is currently managing, introducing Sara to all her restaurant employees, she also has other more personal goals. That is to bring Arga closer to Sara.

“Oma why not tell me if you want dinner here?” Arga asked frantically while taking a seat in front of Oma Widya.

“No way to?”

“Not so Oma. The thing is, tonight I'm busy.” Arga looks reluctant to fulfill Oma Widya's request. He was busy looking for excuses that he could not find. Because, Oma Widya has requested the filming schedule to her manager directly. So that he can't squirm.

“Busy looking for your reason? Not that the next three days you don't have a shooting schedule?” Not Oma Widya's name if you don't have a way to deal with this wayward grandson. Recalcitrant in search of a life partner.

Arga also snorted in annoyance. “Lagian Oma why the hell insistent want to match me with girl kam_”

“Campaign you mean?” balas Oma Widya. Making Arga can only grimace.

While commenting on the cynical smile, Oma Widya raised her right hand, calling one of her employees.

“Mistress calls me,” said resto employee.

“Please call Sara. He's with David in the pantry right now, ” said Oma Widya.

“Good, Mistress.” Rushing the employee towards the pantry, was about to call Sara who was with the restaurant manager.

“Oma invites girls kam_”

“Campaign?” sela Oma Widya quickly widened her two eyes.

Arga was wrong. And could only swallow his saliva, he saw the expression on the face of the grandmother who looked less happy to hear her calling Sara village.

“Oma want to see, what kind of village you mean it.” Once again Oma Widya smiled cynically. He wanted to see what Arga's reaction was like when he saw Sara in a different look.

“Oma, should we bat_”

“Oma call me?” But that melodious voice stopped Arga's sentence all of a sudden. Sontak Arga also looked. And he was fixated that very second, with unblinking eyes looking at the beautiful figure in a white dress that was standing next to Oma Widya.

“Wow.” The word also slid free from the mouth of Arga once saw the beautiful figure.

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