Love is Unbreakable
Wind search

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"Child now, have a motorbike credit already dagu." great-granddaughter angkot driver.

Surya presses his motor past the angkot that stops in front of him, "Bring the car with the eyes!" surya Oceh.

"Yuuu!" angkot driver cheer.

"What time, yank. don't have to be in ladenin." great-grandson Naya.

Surya brought Naya around Puri Beta in the Meruya area, by befriending the scorching sun Naya aja in the bonceng behind Surya by hugging Surya's back.

"You know the area, don't you?" ask Surya.

"Yes, you know what...Where are we going, yank?"

"Liet later, the important thing is that you are cool first, not bete anymore" said Surya.

For a moment Naya can forget the taste of bete and sebelnya, before the same mother when reminded of the curfew for Surya to visit home.

Naya just aja who forgot the time if you are together with Surya 🤭🤭

"You're going to my house, honey?" ask Surya.

"Gak ah, we just walk, if people say mah search wind that yank."

"Okay if that, but later if you're home.you can't bete again yeah, honey!" surya said that his occasional left hand took off the handlebars of the motor just to hold Naya's fingers that were circular at his waist.

Why is that again the one discussed, inner Naya.

"God willing." answered Naya briefly.

The title is just looking for the wind, yes actually looking for the wind, for Naya this is the first time she can walk with a man who has the status of her boyfriend, again the same Radit mah boro boro.

In a gust of wind, Naya is reminded of the figure of Radit, her first boyfriend while in vocational high school.

Dating status but a sense of friends, competing with each other to get good grades, competing with each other while doing schoolwork, far from friendly, far from worthy of his ABG kasmaran because it knows the word courtship.

Maybe also because it was still in school, just focused on the same lesson, to be able to spend more time with Naya sometimes Radit chose to go home on foot with Naya and Novi who was her home in line with Naya's house.

To leave even when Radit was in the angkot and saw Naya who walked to school, Radit will immediately go down to get to school together while accompanying Naya who walked alone.

But all that ran aground when Naya found out if Radit playing fire with his underclassmen, Radit was caught approaching the younger class sister named Dita, who was in the middle of class, even Radit lied to be able to drive Dita home, whatever we want to cover up the lie, surely one day will be smelled too, and so will Radit.

After repeatedly refusing Naya to be his girlfriend, it does not make him try to keep that love to grow well when he has got the word yes from Naya, he was instead looking for fire amidst his cold taste.

Surya pulled out his motorbike in front of a stall.

Surya slaps both feet on the asphalt and turns off the engine, "Honey, let's go down!" said Surya but not in the gubris by Naya.

Surya called out to Naya by raising the volume of her voice. "Honey!"

The sound of the solar call made Naya stutter from her daydream, "I-yes what?"

"You daydreaming? what else?" tanya Surya with emphasis on added face look Kesel.

"Byet mother, yes I again daydream the mother who is at home." added Naya.

"You're not lying, are you?" tanya surya full of eye-sighted eyes staring sharply.

What is Naya hiding from me? inner Surya started thinking badly of Naya.

"Yes, what a lie.." Naya looked around, only realized that Surya had pulled his motorbike in front of the stall.

The left foot of the solar lowered the standard one on his motor.

"What are we doing, yank?" ask Naya

Naya came down from the motorbike, approaching Surya who was standing in front of the shop window, the shop, naya's eyes explore the row of snacks on display in addition Naya stared at the ciler that tastes cool if the drink inside her is in the drink, Naya, relieved of his taste was a narrow esophagus abis basking in the hot sun.

"Mom, roko's a pack." Surya pointed at the cigarette pack in red.

The shopkeeper's mother took him.

Surya glanced at Naya for a moment, "Why are you, honey?"

"What's wrong." answered Naya but in the heart said differently, good times yes it's ice, beeeh seger actually cold, even cold, sweet also the taste it can certainly make the dry esophagus so wet, seger dah poko his mah.

"Back it, bang!" the mother handed Surya the change.

"Thank you, ma'am."

Surya grasped Naya's hand and took her on the motorbike again, exploring the road to eliminate fatigue and bete, find the wind and get in the wind, eat the wind.

Yes have guys I ora sensitive very yes, buyin ice to the inner man mah. Naya with pursed lips sebel not in buyin drink am Surya.

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Surya decreased Naya when she reached the yard of Fatimah's grandmother's house.

"I go straight, honey." said Surya.

"His heart." Naya waves to Surya who died in the yard of Fatimah's grandmother's house.

"Assalamualaikum" said Naya in a voice that sounded happy when saying greetings.

"Waalaikum salam." replied the mother with a distinctive voice of the one who had finished crying.

Naya immediately approached the mother who was in her room, then kissed the back of her right hand.

Naya looked at the two shrouded eyes.

Must be mother abis nangis, cry why huh? inner Naya.

Naya sat herself beside the mother who was lying on the bed with a lighted tivi.

"What's wrong." replied the mother coldly.

"Mother fight with dad?" ask Naya.

Mother shook her head to find Naya's question.

Basarrr si Naya, ora desensitized cave kel ama lu Nay. cave boy now hard in sayin his. inner mother.

"Mother ama sprains, Ani?" mother teteo shook her head, "Sama Apri?" mother nodded again.

"Just who does it matter?" asked Naya when she could no longer guess who had dared to make you cry.

"Mother sesel ama lu Nay, you said it was difficult, Naya who is now not the Naya that you used to know, not a child who is not obedient as it is now, said he was even angry." explained the mother expressed her heart.

Naya quietly lowered her head.

"Later you grieve Nay how sick it is to be a parent, when his child is told ngeyel, not obedient, even angry... mother used to say that she always obeyed what Fatimah's grandmother said.why do you really ngeyel!"

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