I MISS
EVERYBODY NEEDS MONEY

Linda looks set up a fitting sentence. His pointy finger moved lightly on his pointy chin. His narrowed eyes briefly glanced at right while glancing left.

A breath was seen from his rounded lips releasing CO2.

it seems that he was confused about where to start his sentence from, but in hindsight Ari's uncle never minded letting Linda go with Mas Nano all this time. One second, two seconds and___.

"Ma, Pa Linda's saying goodbye tomorrow? Mas Nano tomorrow will invite Linda to see for a while the boutique that Linda will occupy." Pamit Linda is complete with her goals.

Uncle Ari slightly raised his eyebrows. Digesting the sentence that was thrown on the lips of his baby. "Tomorrow? Why not wait until Sunday, or next Saturday?" Ask Uncle Ari.

"Eemm later Pa if you have to wait until Sunday or Saturday. Anyway Linda's gonna go straight back to Pa." Bright Linda with a little whimper. Don't forget his hand shuffled the Papa's arm a little.

"Don't go back. Poor Nano. Isn't tomorrow still a work day?" Aunt Winy's. "Isn't there Pakpuh." Its effects.

"Ah yes why Linda until unthinkable there Pakpuh there yes. Haha." Say Linda. With laughter at the end of the sentence

"Yes, let Papa call Pakpuh Teguh first." Uncle Ari stepped towards the red phone that was not far from the room.

"Allo assalamualaikum. Mas Teguh, this is Linda going to the city tomorrow. Titip Linda's a day huh? Let him stay at Mas's." Said Uncle Ari to someone across the street.

"alright. Thank you, Mum. Assalamualaikum." The phone call was cut off.

It looks like Linda is flocking to the man who became her first love. The man who raised her with infinite love.

Missing a little down, a little bit of another vibe in her. Envied. Not that envy was longing all this time. The love of both parents in this house is just as great for him. Not jealous of lack of affection. But I miss being jealous because I have never met a real family. Whole families like this.

Longing to wipe away the tears that slightly forcedly burst into the corner of his eyes.

Without realizing that someone was watching. Looking at it in the shade looks bright eyes. Understand the meaning of the clear details that seeped in both corners of his nephew's eyes.

"Honey miss come here?" Pinta Aunt Winy. "Did you miss your mother?" Its effects.

"Auntie..." Longing to embrace his aunt. The tears came out a little more. Sobs are heard.

A soft hand rubbed the trembling back of Miss.

Parents must provide enough material for their children. But do not immediately leave the child without caring how and how it is. Money, we all need money. But money cannot bring back happy times with children and families.

"Don't be afraid of the head Missing. If you miss your mother. Call him." Bright Aunt Winy. Now Uncle Ari sat a little closer to his nephew. Same with Linda.

"Mommy doesn't love me Bi. I don't want to see me once. Just the money you sent," said Lirih Rindu amid the crying that subsided.

"Who said? Your mother is Aunt's sister. Your mother loves you very much too. Just like Auntie." Said Aunt Winy.

As if to understand what Miss Linda felt was dripping a clear grain at the corner of her eye. Indeed, as Linda remembered from elementary school, Miss has been left by both parents. Even just a neatly stored photo becomes a remedy if you miss the figure of his mother.

"Ri do you want me to be in town tomorrow? Shall we meet your mother there? Let's just say the younger respects the older by first visiting." Bright Linda hoped that Miss would be willing to follow her advice.

"Come with your sister Ri." Uncle Ari chimed in.

Misses do not answer only the light nods created. Not disrespecting the advice of parents. But Miss still hesitated with her heart. Between wanting to meet and not being ready to meet.

After talking to talk about heartbreak that night passed a little more seriously than usual. More melow how that is. Sadness of heart beats a broken heart during a breakup.

***

In a different place.

Two women were walking casually after being quite satisfied to unwind. Small talk accompanies his second step. As if there was no distance at all. Sita occasionally landed a light blow on Sahiddah's shoulder.

Until the voice of a man stops the pleasure created.

"Sita stop!" There was a voice that both of them knew. Who else if not Doni the owner of the palace.

"Yes, yeah." Sita's steps immediately stopped. Same with his laughter. Faded instantly.

Sahiddah. " Excuse me." Pamitnya. He left both his employers.

Doni stepped closer to Sita. Circled the heavy hand on the waist slim sita. A little light pushing to climb the stairs together.

"Are you happy today?" Asked Doni in a soft voice as usual. His hands moved around on Sita's shoulders embracing him affectionately.

"certain. Thank you for allowing me to go out for a leisurely walk." Sita.

"Can we continue our delayed event?" Ask Doni. Because since the disappearance of Sita, Doni was more careful, no longer forcing anything on Sita. Wedding's adjourned.

"Eenn is it?" A little confused to answer.

Doubts still kept neat in his heart.

Especially since that time. There is a deep sense of guilt. Can't repay the kindness of someone who's now by his side.

"Do you still want to postpone it again?" Ask Doni. Who does not want Sita to run away because she is not ready for marriage on the basis of the matchmaking of her parents. Give time so Sita can accept it.

"Eenn how is it too late if I__" Sita has not been able to continue the sentence. Bib*r Doni snatching bi*ir ranum Sita. It creates an unusual taste between the two. Different, different taste Sita felt. Sita slightly pushed the large body in front of her. But it did not produce results now the body is getting hit by the wall. Kuc*an old man who made one of them rumble in the heart. Ke*upan initially light to kesu*an hot full of desire. STOP.

Like coded. Doni ended the action. Don't want anything more to happen. Doni could quite resist what other men could not endure. Not abnormal. But Doni felt the need to limit himself to doing what he shouldn't be doing.

Sita set her lust. Rhythm in his heart as if competing with a large clockwork seconds in the room. Even faster than it should be.

A little tidying up the clothes that are neat to eliminate awkward.

"Ekhemm, you better get some rest." Doni. By gently rubbing the head of Sita.

Sita nodded, stepping up to open the door that was already right next to her. Open it slowly. Close the door slowly.

Duggs

Doni's hand hit the wall in front of him. Hard, hard enough punch it he lay. Little blood came out from the clenched knuckles of his hands.

I will not release you anyway. Shittah. Inner Doni.

The long step went down the stairs quickly. Stepping out of his residence in a hurry. Now the move is approaching a car that is still parked not far away. Audi A3 car. A pair of Sita's eyes watched from behind the window as she looked at the illuminated light from the car that was about to come out.

Audi A3 car was headed to a basement apartment. Who else would he meet if not Frans.

Doni stepped into the elevator. Pressing the number that would deliver on his goal came at the multi-storey building he was building at the moment.

After coming out of the small moving room, Doni put his long legs on one of the doors there.101 which is clearly written on the door.

It's easy for Doni to get in there. Remember Frans is his foster brother.

Because the access code in and out of the room Doni knows.

Doni sat himself on the couch after picking up a cold drink at the small showcase in the room.

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I would like to say thank you very much if anyone would like to take the time to read my first novel.arigatou gozaimasu.