
The phallus felt lonely, because his sister had returned to America. Stay alone Lingga in that magnificent and large house.
There was Amanda with him. Now Amanda hates him and doesn't want to see him anymore.
Feeling lonely, Lingga wanted to meet Tasya, without telling her first. Before going to Tasya's house, Lingga stopped by the flower bouquet shop, he bought the bouquet first. Red roses are the choice of the phallus. When he finished, Lingga went to the house. And arriving there, he saw there was a luxury car, in his mind it might be Papa's Tasya. Linga does not think, if in fact the car belongs to her fiance Tasya.
Tok.dok...
Tok.dok...
Tasya opened the door to his house.
Ckleek....
The door of the house is open. Tasya was shocked to see Lingga standing in front of him.
" Mas Linga ?"
" Good night, Cha !" (nickname Tasya).
" Ma.ma.ma.night mas, eh....mas Lingga ?? hhmm..why don't you come here ?" ask Tasya
" No surprise dong name if you know, really ?"
" He is, yes uda please enter yok !"
" It seems like there are more guests huh ?"
" He, yes uda ga papa, just go in !"
The phallus followed Tasya from behind. The phallus was very surprised, it turned out there was a man. The phallus is misbehaving, because everyone is looking at it.
" Hey, Lingga !" papa's greeting Tasya.
" night,om. Sorry if I interrupted the show !''
" No, please sit down, son !" tell Mama Tasya.
The phallus watched the man sitting beside Tasya. Looks like the guy was a special guest that night. The Linga's feeling was getting more and more unsettled.
" Oh yes Lingga, this is Jack, my fiance!"
Hearing the words of the fiancee, the heart of the Lingga seemed to be pausing for a moment.
" Fiancee ? so you're engaged uda ?"
" He wants the Linga, they were betrothed when they were little. It was Opa and his Oma who arranged for them, and their last request, when they were healthy, was that Tasya and Jack should marry. Previously Tasya did not know, since Tasya returned to Indonesia, we also have to tell this." said Papa Tasya.
" Oh so, great."
" I'm sorry, son Lingga, before there was no notice about this," said Mama Tasya chimed.
" No papa kok om - aunty. If you're not a match with Tasya, you can still be friends, yes Tasya ?"
Tasya could only smile. Actually Tasya does not like this matchmaking, but for the sake of oma and opa, Tasya must be willing.
" It's a good thing that the bouquet is not I bring it down, can be berabe if the story gini !" muttered Linga.
Not feeling the time passed, Lingga also paid to go home. Linga saw the flower bouquet. It came to her mind the name Amanda.
" What if this bouquet I love Amanda ? who knows if he likes it, I'd like to apologize. But ? aarrrgh...Mandaic..Mandas...Manda..Where does he want to see me again ? but don't blame it if you try. "murm Lingga.
The engine was turned on, the car was speeding. On time, still at 21:00, Lingga hurried out of his car. He took the bouquet and slipped it behind his body.
Tok.dok...
Tok.dok..
The door to the room has not been opened. Lingga tried it again.
Tok.dok..
tock.tok..
Amanda who was immediately taking a bath, she was in a hurry to wear her clothes. Without even looking from the window booth, Amanda opened the door.
Ckleek...
" Happy birthday yes...!" say Lingga.
" Mas Linga ? what the hell are you doing here ?"
" Happy birthday !" said Lingga while giving the bouquet.
" There's no birthday today,"
" His time ? yes this is for you !" The phallus goes directly into that cosane. Feeling tired, he laid his body on Amanda's bed.
Amanda followed him from behind.
" Mas.return gihh, this is uda malem. Maasssss, banguuunnnn...oi mas wangunnn...!!" Amanda kept waking up the Linga, but the Linga had fallen asleep.
Amanda couldn't wake her up anymore. Pity approached him. That handsome face looked extremely exhausted and was a lot of a burden on the mind.
Amanda took off the two shoes that Lingga was wearing. He also confirmed the sleeping position of Lingga and then he covered it.
The night is getting late. The night wind was getting pierced into the recesses of the heart, Amanda could not at all close her eyes. He took the bouquet of flowers.
" O Lord, what does all this mean ? do I have to forgive a man like a Lingga mas ?" said Amanda while crying.
Then, he placed the bouquet in the corner of the room. Amanda was crying again.
" Why are you crying ?"
Amanda looked over and wiped her tears.
" Why don't you go home, ma'am ?"
" What if I'm here ? you forgot yes , who is this kosan nyari'in for you ?"
Amanda was silent. The phallus immediately sat down and he put himself on Amanda's shoulder.
" I want to sleep here tonight, you know ?"
" It can't be dong, mas. This is Uda malem, your hunt is home,"
" When is your attitude like this the same as mine ? uhhh?"
" Let's say we never knew each other, mas. Better, we're far apart, let there be no heartache, "
" You're talking about that because Reza uda is your girlfriend huh ?"
" He, me and Reza are getting married soon,"
Hearing the word married, again - again Lingga felt his heart broken. He speaks a thousand languages.
" Now go home, we have nothing to do - anything else !"
The phallus nodded its head. Amanda stood up and took the bouquet.
" Bring this flower home, I won't take it !"
" Why don't you want to ?" ask Linga
" No, I just want to receive flowers from mas Reza. So, please take these flowers home !"
Amanda's eyes began to look glassy. Everything she said was a lie, only that Amanda no longer wanted to be in contact with the Linga. Only Reza can make excuses.
"You're upset with me ?" ask Linga.
" he. Now go, "
" Manda, is this late uda malem ?"
" I don't care if it's late at night or not, which is clear that the Lingga must go home. "
" Okay, but before I go home, I want to be with you, and you have to be honest from your deepest heart. Do you really hate me ? is there no more love for me ? manda answered, I want you to answer all this, "
Amanda was silent. A tough question for him to answer. However, Lingga was the first person to save his life and make him able to return to the spirit of living his days.
" Answer, Manda !"
Having to lie, Amanda answered.
" First, He, I really hate the Linga. Second, your love for you is no longer there, so please find a woman who truly loves you" said Amanda, he recalled a moment when Lingga and his girlfriend had dinner at the restaurant where he worked.
Amanda was jealous, actually she could not forget the Linga just like that. If she says she still loves him, Amanda is afraid that Linga will hurt her again.