Love Different World
Chapter 18 (Four or Fifty Million)

Seen in the room merta contemplate, because had to get out of the bakery dear.when there are a lot of memories merta with pak marvel and friends merta there.

accidentally batara saw merta was contemplating.finally batara also approached him.

"loh, aren't you asleep yet?"said batara while sitting next to Merta.

"why look at bae?".

"eh brother batara".

"why the hell, same story brother batara".

"sir, tell me to resign".

"keep on why you're sad".

"yes it has been a long time playing resign, it is not exciting".

'oh I know, surely you don't want to split with your boss".

"nga, I'm the boss of me".

"i think you like the owner of the bread".

"ih what si,ngga".

"hayo red cheeks".

"ee-ee no, where is there".while laughing.

"that dong smile, part of you should focus on your college.kakak hope you graduate as a bachelor"pinta batara.

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Morning has arrived......

Today was afternoon college, so I could work first the last time.

"mah, pahpah merta pamit go".

"he's careful, baby".

"remember, last".

"iya pah".

merta brought her own motorbike to the bakery dear.it felt very heavy, to merta because she had to risegn.

today merta got rations to deliver orders, as usual merta accompanied by gaam.

when at home mom maya merta thought to show that Agam still exists in this world.

"assaala"mualaikum bu maya" said merta while knocking on the door.

"waalaikum'salam"the maya opened the door.

"morning auntie, here's the order"save the bread of the order of the neatly-wrapped virtual mom.

"can,tan"ucap merta.

"tumben merta want, usually he does not eat if you stop by" said grammatically in the heart.

"yes let's go in, we haven't talked for a long time" said Maya while inviting them to come in and sit in her living room.

"what do you want to drink?"ask maya to merta.

"as a aunt".

"yes already, don't make it.wait ya" go to the kitchen to make a drink to merta.

"merta, what do you want?".

"the idea was precisely to help, so that nyokap you know if the child is the same as me" said merta.

"but, why do I believe" said Agam doubtful of their plans.

"yes, positive, you've stayed silent".

maya returned to the living room with a cup of tea and a steamed sponge.

"this is the drink, whether this is a mother-made steamed sponge" said Maya bu invited to drink the one she had been fond of.

"iyaa aunt max".

"same-same".

"oh yeah, auntie, can you say something?".

"of course you can, what are you talking about?"ask maya to be curious.

"aunty, if aunty doesn't want to see aunty's son".

"what do you mean, my son is dead"

"sorry aunt, I don't mean to be presumptuous, but the aunt next to me".

"do not worry, my son is dead and you know my son!!.

"mother's son named agam?".

"i can't believe you're going home".

"but tan, this is serious".

"merta, you don't know about my family".

"but I know a aunt, and she misses him so much".

"where is it possible here, where is the evidence?"ask Maya to merta, by asking for proof that agam is really here.

seriate.....