Love Frame For Sarmila
CHAPTER 17

Ammar is still waiting for the moment how he revealed that his heart was a little open to Mila. But Mila's flat attitude alone made her doubtful. Will he be accepted by Mila? or maybe the girl rejected him.

Mila was so happy when she heard about Vika who received Ammar's proposal. Even though Ammar has not spoken about the proposal to his family.

"Sir, uh sorry. Because I am no longer your employee so there is no will I call ammar alone" said Mila.

Ammar just nodded. Now she was in a dilemma, as it was certain Mila would reject her. Mila loves Vika very much. Ammar is convinced that he reveals now that the girl will reject him.

"Oh my God, right now I feel like I want to be serious with him. But why are there obstacles." inwardly ammar.

Ammar was still silent despite sitting next to Mila. Mila looked at Ammar expressionlessly looking wrinkled his forehead. Ammar loved Vika. Why does the man seem unhappy.

"Mar," said Mila.

"Eh, yes." Ammar stuttered as the shoulder claps felt tight.

"Sir, it's Lo's night. Not good daydreaming. Kesambet. I want to go back to Bengkulu tomorrow. My grandmother is sick, it's a pity my little sister has to take care of my own grandmother" Mila said.

Ammar and Mila walk around the housing complex. Ammar and Mila remained silent on the road. Mila doesn't know what to talk about. So did Ammar, he was also confused about where to start the conversation.

The wind brushed Mila's long hair. Hair that is only the limit of a shoulder with a ponytail. Added front bangs. Even though he has entered 30 years.

Mila's slightly filled body did not show her age. Unlike Ammar who is 29 years old, but looks more mature than his age. Ammar who feels at home with a thin brew on his face.Hair is flaky like ABRI.

"Sir," Mila melted the atmosphere. They are like mute people.

"If I..." Mila's feet stopped in front of the fence of Lia's bude house.

"I have arrived. Thank you for making friends with me while I was in Lampung. Hopefully after together in Bengkulu we can make friends better than before" said Mila.

"Mila, I ..." Ammar felt his seedlings kept locked while with Mila.

"I'm in, Mar." Mila said to enter first.

"I love you, Mila." Inner Ammar.

"Why do I feel, God? no, Mil. She belongs to Vika. You don't have to think about a man who isn't yours.

Ah maybe because these few days I am often with Ammar. So laugh at the feeling. Calm down Mila, later after Focusing on Grandma's health. You'll forget her." - Inner Mila.

Mila was in the room. He started to tidy up his things for departure tomorrow. After finishing packing the goods Mila threw her body on the bed. Tomorrow he will leave the metro city, forget his plans to find his father.

Remembering on the night of the application with Anjas. Where the night should have been a happy moment, but it turned out to be wrong. She's not the woman of Anjas' dreams.

That's what Rudi said when he met him. Rudi said Anjas approached Mila because he had been with Sarah for a long time. It's not just Mila who's disappointed. Rudi was disappointed, because it turns out Sarah said that she had liked Anjas for a long time since High School. And now they're getting married soon.

Ammar was sitting on one of the park chairs near the Bude Lia housing estate. His mind is still gambled about Vika's statement about the proposal. He sat clenching both his hands. His hand opened the folding phone but was still weighing. He was arguing with his mother. But he also did not want to accept Vika as his future wife.

"I love him very much, ma''' said Ammar who had contacted mama Diana.

"Is his family background clear? what education. She's as good as you are, son. Mama's afraid she can't keep up with you."

"I'm sure, ma. He can keep up with us. I can't accept Vika either. Because he rejected me."

"Refuse how, Mar. Precisely Vika and her mother came to the house to discuss your wedding plans. Mama doesn't want to know. You go home to Bengkulu, we'll talk more deeply."

"That's right, brother. Vika's seedlings bebet its weight is guaranteed. While the girl that brother says we just don't know." said Ardo nimbrung on the phone.

"Yes, ma. Ammar will be home tomorrow." Reply Ammar lirih.

"Oh my God, what should I do?" Ammar is still. In her little heart she said her heart had already eroded on Vika. Mila is different from Vika. Although at first he only approached Mila to forget about Vika. Now she's really in love with Mila.

Ammar remembered that his motorbike was parked in front of Lia's bude house. Soon he went back there, seeing that Mila's room light was still on. I don't know what courage ambushed him. He stood in front of the girl's window.

"When are you asleep?" ammar.

No response whatsoever. Mila's fall is asleep, it could be that Mila does not like the darkness.

"Mila, I know you haven't slept. It's okay, I can't sleep either, Mila. You know right now the deepest anxiety is not about Vika. Yes, I used to love Vika. Ever chased after Vika desperately even though the ending was rejected."

"When you know how Romeo struggles to get Juliet's love. Even willing to die for the sake of his heart. You've heard of Qais going crazy for his love for Layla. And between me .. between the feeling of being dead and crazy because of this feeling. A feeling that grows after a few days of our togetherness. Mila, I was hoping that you'd hear it after me in front of the complex alley. But if you don't follow the sign you're rejecting me."

Mila's not asleep. He heard everything Ammar said. Hearts at war. If he accepts Ammar it's a sign he's hurting Vika. Mila is better at maintaining her friendship than her feelings.

Mila is still worried. It's no hypocrite that he's starting to get knocked over by Ammar. He himself did not understand why he could feel for Ammar. Mila opened the window, there was no one.

Mila remembered Vika's phone call earlier. Where her best friend was so happy with the match.

"Assalamualaikum,mil"

"Vaalaikumsalam, Sweden. How are you?"

"Alhamdulillah good. What again?"

"I want to get ready to go home to Bengkulu.

"Will you go home?"

"Yes, my grandmother is sick."

"Patience, Mila. But I salute you still want to go home for your grandmother. Doesn't he hate you so much?"

"Worse, she's still my grandmother, Vika."

"Eh, by the amar often don't come to your place"

"Rarely, why? Your feelings are very diligent nanyain amar. Looo is in love with Amar."

Lama Vika did not reply to Mila's message.

" It seems like it is, mil. We turned out to be in a match. Last night my mom and I just stopped by. Uh they're talking about our marriage continuation plan."

"CBK effect is still" teased Mila

"What tuh?"

"Non-round kiss, wkwkwk"

"Just remember" replied Vika.

They laughed together, at least Vika felt plong to take out her uncle, so also Mila got entertainment to release the burden of thought because her grandmother was sick.

After recalling the conversation, Mila only took a deep breath. He chose to close the window of his room. Covering his body with a blanket. He forced his eyes closed.