Love In Tanjung Priuk's

Love In Tanjung Priuk's
Wallet Lost, Rejeki Comes


"If the world could reach, I would like to hold a thorny red rose without getting hurt. If I could arrange a destiny of love, I would like to have you forever. I won't let anyone else take you." Romeo recited his cinematta poem five minutes ago to Mahawira.


"Oh month. Please tell the stars if I only want an orange in my life. Please tell the owner if I can't live without him."


Pluks.


The calendar scroll landed right on Romeo's head.


"Whispering, not understanding once again friends are upset." The sultan stopped Romeo's crumpled voice that almost broke his eardrums.


Currently they are gathered at Romeo's house, on the edge of the garden pool behind Romeo's house while snacking on leather nuts and fizzy drinks that were bought by Mahawira.


"This is comforting again." Romeo defended himself then looked at the dumb-eyed Mahawira who had somehow thought of what it was with a can of drink in the wind. "Lagian Bro, so virgins do not be loyal very much, so if left not too hurt," he told Mahawira.


"You haven't felt love as deeply as I have."


"Love is bullshit. I don't want to know love." Tandas Romeo disagrees with Mahawira.


"Be careful when you say, get the stone to know the taste." The Sultan always held Romeo's opinion.


"Den Romeo, there's a guest in front, Den." Romeo's maid told.


"Who, Bi?" romeo asked because he felt he had no promise to anyone.


"No idea, Den. But the theme is pretty girls." The three young men looked at each other. When the three were still at a loss as to who the guest looked like, the gentle voice of a woman made the three turn their heads.


"Orang?" Mahawira stood up to see the orange coming.


With his innocence Orange smiled at Mahawira. The smile that made Mahawira fall in love at first sight with the Orange.


"Sorry to interrupt your time" he said. "I know you're here looking at the Sultan's instagram story."


The eyes of the Sultan rounded the reason for the orange to know their existence is afraid to blame Mahawira.


"Can we talk alone?" ask the orange to Mahawira.


"Tell me here, assume my friends don't hear what you're saying."


"But it's very sensitive."


"No problem" replied Mahawira coldly.


Orange gulped, it seemed like Mahawira was very disappointed in him.


"All right," sighed for a moment. "Mahawira, I know this sounds funny. But I want us to meet nicely, and part ways well." Mahawira remained silent, looking straight at the orange standing before him. That beautiful face, he hated loving her too much. "You know that all this time I've been betrothed, which is why we separated. And I can't resist that."


Mahawira remained silent.


"Mahawira, I came here .." hung the sentence as follows. "I want to .you came on my wedding day."


"I will come" Mahawira replied quickly without any expression. Jingga knows Mahawira is still disappointed in her. But the girl still hugged Mahawira.


"I'm sorry, Wira. Thank you, I am so looking forward to your arrival. If you come, it means you have forgiven me. I'm happy and I don't feel guilty."


Anjir nih chick, redflag too. Cupu but temperature. Sultan.


Mahawira keeps away the body of the orange. "Don't do this, you're the guy's wife, I don't want to be accused of anything." Mahawira still gave a sweet smile to the orange and wiped away the woman's tears for the last time.


"I hope you get a better woman."


"Mother." Quickly Mahawira guaranteed the Orange prayer with a pain in his chest. In the heart of Mahawira hope that prayer is really fulfilled.


But are there women as good as the Orange?


As far as Orange is concerned, Mahawira returns pensive.


You arrive you come


When you've been with him


The more broken my heart


Don't come again love


How could I forget


Though you know how it is


You're not for me


Don't miss the love anymore


I don't want anyone to get hurt


Happy for him I'm fine


"Wow I thought it was a song, not my story." Romeo insinuates his best friend whom his ex has just met.


The Sultan glared at Romeo for silence.


"Eh Bro's. Is it true that you want to come to an orange wedding? Is it just the original answer?" sultan asked. Because rarely is there an ex who wants to come to his ex's wedding.


"I'll come" replied Mahawira quickly.


"Related?"


"If I'm going to come along with a prettier girl, manas-manasin dikitlah. Tell me we've moved on. The redflag girl's main goal is also most willing to show that her husband is cool." Romeo.


"But it will drop self-esteem anyway in my opinion," said the Sultan did not agree. "Coming over here, that's a classy guy's value. Not a little bit of revenge."


In his silence Mahawira listened to the input of the two opposite themes. The idea of both is good, it makes him a little dizzy.


* * *


Twelve o'clock in the night Papa Adifa had not returned, Adifa and Angga had already slept first. But Kinan the mother was still waiting for her husband to come home with an anxious heart because her husband's mobile number was off.


Geck, tok, tok.


The sound of knocking made Kinan quickly open the door. "Alham_ Eh kirain papa Adifa who came home." Kinan thought her husband was coming home, it was her neighbor who came and it was enough to make Kinan's heart pound in fear of something happening to her husband. "What's up, sir?" ask Kinan. The feeling is not good.


"Sorry Mom, my son told me that my husband had an accident."


"Astagfirullahaladzim" said Kinan Istighfar "Now where is my husband, sir?"


* * *


Disappointed, angry, sad to mix into one but do not know who to say to when Adifa heard the news if his papa had an accident when he came home from taking customers from Bekasi.


Far-away.


How not to be surprised when he was sleeping soundly suddenly woke up and heard the news of his father's accident when bulging, even though Adifa knew his father only went ahead to meet his theme.


But hearing the reason of his mother, if his father bulged because he did not want to burden Adifa in financing their lives, Adifa so not so angry.


It was dizzy to think about the rest of the salary that is only enough to eat a week. The money is now used to pay for hospital and repair costs for borrowed neighbor motorcycles. Even Adifa had to reshuffle.


Where else is the money from? Good Lord? Why did you give your servant such a great ordeal?


"Din, I borrowed some more donk money. Papa I had an accident and my money wasn't enough."


"Innalillahi, my goodness, how is your papa?" ask Dinda.


"There were injuries and now they're being taken to the hospital."


"You're patient, Dif." Said Adinda concerned. "But, Dif. Sorry, my salary is also a little, I already used this pay it, I can only give you a hundred."


Adifa let out a heavy sigh, she could not get angry at Adinda as well, the theme had its own life that must also have its own problems and it took a fee that she did not know.


"No need, Din. I'm just looking for another loan."


"Dif, are you angry?"


"No, I'll look for another loan later" Adifa replied, ending her call.


Adifa is trying to tinker with her phone, downloading pinjol apps that might be able to solve her problem without problems. His finger stopped on an online loan application whose ads were milling about.


"Borrow no? Where else to borrow it?" When he was worried about borrowing a pinjol, Angga came.


"Not to borrow, brother. I got windfall." The word Angga suddenly appeared out of nowhere.


"Where's the wind from?" tanya Adifa focused her gaze on the younger brother. Angga hasn't worked, where might have money.


"There you are," Angga replied looking relaxed.


Adifa looked at her sister suspiciously. "You didn't help, did you?"


Angga was surprised by the accusations of his brother. "Just son," he seemed. "No, suer."


"Whose money is that?"


"No idea" Angga answered shrugging his shoulders. "Surely this could pay the hospital, benarin motorbike, Papa." Angga immediately dragged his brother's hand towards the administration not want his brother to protest a lot.


Behind them, a man is spinning around looking for his lost wallet. The man then called out to the security guard.


"Sir, I lost my wallet, can you see the cctv record no?"


"Sure your wallet's missing here?" He can't give cctv footage to just anyone.


"Yes, my people just paid for my Amam medicine," he replied confidently, because he had already paid for the medicine for his Amamnya.