
Irwan in his private room, the room that became his privacy and also as his resting place.
Sitting on a thick carpet in his room in front of the television with some snacks in his hand and garbage scattered near him, he seemed to care about the package of leftover snacks, he said, The man was excited to watch the football broadcast on television.
Dreeetttt.
Her voice began to look for her phone that was near her with eyes that were still focused on staring at the television screen.
"What's wrong?" asked Irwan while chewing on the chips in his hand after seeing the name of the contact person who contacted him.
"Can I meet?" ask the guy.
"Why what?"
"I'm sorry!"
"Make what?"
"I don't want us to break up!"
"What the hell?" reply Irwan who immediately turned off his phone connection.
Irwan began to rave at the words of the person earlier. Suli asks her back after she gets engaged to Icha and recalls the events at Icha's house. Doesn't her mom like Icha? this could be a chance for her to cancel her wedding and return to Suli, the girl she truly loves.
But to give a deterrent effect on the girl, Irwan plans to reject the request of Suli clbk so that the girl is not easy to say the word break up again.
"Eventually my love is back again" said Irwan happy with eating his last meal.
Irwan paid attention to his phone again when he received a notification from the same person but, this time only a short message was sent.
"Oh he, I have not transferred the money I promised to Suli" said Irwan patted his own head and turned off his television.
After taking his leather jacket and car keys, Irwan immediately got out of his room and went to the bank to make the transaction he would give to Suli.
*****
Fiancee is not a happy day.
For everyone who does it?
But why is my proposal different?
In fact, I was surprised by reality.
For years I did not know.
I was rewarded by sadness.
Which covers my heart.
It was painful, sliced, wounded.
But what do I want to say?
No matter how many tears I have.
Will it never change my destiny?
Running with sincerity.
What has become my path.
And grateful for what I have.
Write Icha in a book that is the best place to vent and spill his heart.
The girl picked up her phone next to her and began opening her social media, unexpected turns out the man she loved wanted her after disappearing for a few days.
"I'm asking for your number'" said the dm. With his finger Icha started typing some numbers on the person and sent them
Thank goodness what you have and never deny what has been outlined to mu☺.
The sentence Icha wrote as a status in his social media while waiting for his reply chat that never came with a photo of him. Before the event his fiancee Icha was photographed by Iyem with a proposal dress he wore.
Not a few people who see and present the status of Icha, including one of them is Irwan, the man who will become her Husband.
"Alay" Irwan wrote on Icha's post.
"Biarin" replied Icha as if.
Not yet had time to save his phone, Icha was immediately connected by a number that he did not know and was not stored in his contact.
"Hello, who is this?" ask Icha after the air connection is connected.
"You don't recognize my voice? "
"Afdal!" said the girl with a perfectly round mouth. He re-opened his social media turned out, it was true that Afdal had seen a reply dm from him but deliberately not reciprocated and immediately contacted Icha to be able to speak longer and clearer from the phone connection.
"Congratulations!" said the man
"Congratulations on what?" ask Icha bangtung.
"You've been engaged to Bg Irwan and I just saw you guys are familiar"
"Where is the cab from?"
"Your posts"
"It ... I ... that"
"That's Cha, congratulations!"
"A ... What's my name?"
"May you be happy with Bg Irwan!"
"Dhal!"
"I'm happy to see you're happy" he said, turning off his phone unilaterally.
Icha kept watching her phone screen, tears were about to fall trying to keep her from coming out, feelings of being crushed back on her.
"I think you love me as much as I love you but, in fact, you're resigned to this marriage, how do I feel about clapping my hands?" icha gumam.