Love Choices Mas Duda

Love Choices Mas Duda
Not exactly


Happy is not playing it feels to hear the story from Jelita saying that Miss Frind had taught this morning, there is a clear longing tonight to meet directly to the place where the woman lived.


"But why isn't the number active yet?" ask the operator who answered the call. "Is he still avoiding me, but why?"


The rain is getting heavy out there, mamah forbid to delay tonight, Gharda who can no longer wait to force herself.


Still in the sky and feeling the same rain, it was not unknown about Gharda who had continued to look for her until this very moment. Astrid said she was very enthusiastic and even forced her to open her old mobile number.


The sound of prtir does not catch his daydream in front of the cold air window does not necessarily make him intend to enter. Why did his feelings for Gharda mess up his mind, all the time back at the man so constantly imagined it felt like his head was about to break.


"Lost from my mind! There's more important than you! Huhh!" Repeatedly hitting her head slowly restored her wet hair to splashes of rainwater.


At 21:30 it was raining more and more Afrinda closed the window lying down to sleep, had not had time to close her eyes suddenly her hair bristled to hear like someone was knocking on the door. The head-shaking of the knocking sound was getting clearer, carefully walking a peek from the window slit. His eyes were clamoring to know whose car was parked in front of the gate.


Running as fast as lightning opens the room Astrid pulls up to get up and open the door, "Say I'm not home."


"Well, what's the trouble?" Astrid is upset that her sleep is disturbed.


"Dispatch, Strid. I'm not ready to see him."


Astrid throws a pillow at Afrinda's face, cawing open the door to the grinning handsome face Gharda is actually in front of her.


"Is Africa there?" Gharda was disappointed it wasn't Afrinda who opened the door. His clothes were wet with rain water and forgot to bring an umbrella.


Feeling guilty if he continues to lie, Gharda has given up her time to come even though the distance is quite far, the luck of her friend is loved by a handsome man. If he were, he would be happy.


"Sorry, Miss."


"Ahk, haha, I'm daydreaming." Curse stupidity. "Afrinda is there, but she's not ready to meet you yet" he replied honestly.


Taking a deep breath, he guessed, "Then I went home in vain? I want to explain everything but Afrinda always avoids me. Just tell him, I've been waiting all night here in the car. Excuse me."


"Tap-Pak, uh, Mister! Aihh, just wanted an umbrella. Very reckless "


Almost three hours Afrinda did not come to him, Gharda did not lose hope. Sneezing time and time again his shivering body curled up leaning on the dashboard his eyes slowly drowsy.


Someone comes closer to his car may be this dream in his sleep, the more it gets colder.


"Sir Gharda, it's me. Open door!!"


Surprised in shock his sleepiness was gone, smiling broadly Afrinda stood beside the steering car door. Quickly open Afrinda shut her umbrella.


"Why not go home? What time is it? You're wet too, it must be cold, right?" his reflection was stunned to see Gharda's condition was very chaotic.


"I'm fine, thanks for the attention." His pain disappeared instantly remained cool reluctant to pull his smile but his eyes could not lie continued to be fixed on the face that he missed so much.


"Geez!" I don't think about this guy. Opening the touth bag she carried poured warm tea in the lid the tumbler gave to Gharda. "Drink first."


Gladly accept blowing slowly gulp it down slowly. "I want to explain everything, give yourself time for it."


Hi, he forced this. "Don't talk about anything tonight. You'll get sick of wet clothes like this, go home."


"I want to correct this misunderstanding." Keukeh Gharda's.


"Think of your health, don't be like this. I won't avoid it anymore, just being busy lately. I'll take the time to talk alone, but not anytime soon."


"When?"


"I have to complete a lot of work, understand. I'll call first. Go home and bring this for you." Gave him the mouth bag he had brought earlier.


It is not finished if it continues like this, Gharda appreciates Afrinda's decision to return home with a heart that has not been fully relieved.


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