Love Letter
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"We go home first, you will be next month do not forget to go home" said Ms. Mirah.

"Yes ma'am, God willing." said Alfian.

"Don't God willing, it must come." said Mother Mirah.

The three of them got into the car, Alfian waved his hand, as the car was on its way. Clarisa then went straight in ahead of Alfian, immediately clean up the former breakfast and drink earlier.

"I'm sorry my brother!" alfian.

"Yes, forget it." said Clarisa with a sour face.

"Next month, we're going home. We take the train, we'll take your car home. There is rarely used with brother brother" said Alfian.

"Not that, just said that you have to come alone without Cla! What a brother."

"They're, just shocked.You don't take heart yes, his name is also old man, this is the wrong Mas."

"Keep, Mas was saying that we had slept together! though the facts are not, and look at the impact in their eyes Cla again Bang."

"Yes Brother is sorry, Brother was really not able to think. Just so by the way, it turns out their answer is so."

"Oh, I'm gonna take a shower. Want to go to college, if you want to eat a message at the front stall." said Clarisa who was still upset.

"Anything between ya? today is off."

"Yes, but today want to spend at Bang Kemal's house."

"Kok nginep anyway?"

"Again kangen the same Bang Kemal" said Clarisa directly into the bathroom.

Alfian rubbed his face violently, then chose to take a bath in the next room, while Clarisa in the bathroom, releasing her cries.

***

"What time will you pick up?" ask Alfian.

"No need to pick up Bang, Cla wants to go with Bang Kemal." replied Clarisa immediately left.

Then Alfian got off his bike, and walked after Clarisa. Clarisa's hand was held by Alfian, so Clarisa stopped her steps.

"You're still mad at them?" ask Alfian.

"Neither Bang, Cla again misses Brother." replied Clarisa with eyes that glazed - glass.

"If your condition is like this, don't go home to college!" alfian said firmly.

"Cla wants to hang out with friends, Cla Kangen is a street kid again."

"Don't switch the conversation, we're home."

Clarisa let go of Alfian's hand, which held her arm. Clarisa rubbed the corner of her eyes, so that the tears would not fall back.

"Abang go home, Cla again wants to be the same Bang Kemal."

Alfian took a breath, and then twisted his body to return home. Clarisa then immediately walked quickly, entering her class.

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"Laras does not know Bang, if they are going to Abang's place" said Laras from across.

"The thing is, Clarisa said something bad. Now Clarisa's sad, angry. How not to accept, in saying actors, cheap girls, the cause of his divorce Brother." said Alfian annoyed.

"Kok they are so anyway."

"Bude Narti wants a show, brother comes home but can't take him."

"Later Laras with Bang Anton, will advise Dad with Mom."

"Camella the same Moza you see them?"

"There was a Bang, but yesterday I saw Mba Kamela making a storm the same, said the brother was her boyfriend."

"You send Moza food, whatever snacks you like, bring her shopping. You just take it, Mas's ration for today."

"Good Bang."

****

Clarisa hugged her brother's body, while advising Clarisa. Both of Clarisa's eyes were puffy.

"His name is also a household person, there must be an obstacle. You have to be strong, no matter what happens you have to be able to survive. His name is also old man, shocked for sure. Do not be too taken heart, just take it easy, besides you will be far the same in-laws different from Abang."sap Kemal.

" When you're near Cla kayak, you're divorced!" chirps Clarisa.

"Hus, it can't be that." said Kemal.

"Already! "

****

"You follow Clarisa there, don't you just put it away" said Wahyu.

"Just be happy, go home do not want to be picked up" said Alfian.

"Yes but you have to give up, follow him don't take it."

"I'm afraid, the same one that's split up again."

"If you give up and can get your parents' heart, it will never happen again."

"I haven't chatted or called him yet, don't dare to bother."

"Hahahaha, you go back to Bang Kemal's house" said Wahyu.

"Yaudah, I went to Bang Kemal's house first" said Alfian to wake up and go straight to Kemal's house.

****

Chequelek

Kemal opened the gate when he heard the bell ringing and saw his sister-in-law coming. Kemal immediately told Alfian to come in, to see his wife immediately.

"Thank you Bang." said Alfian.

"Yes, there you meet him" said Kemal.

Alfian went straight into the room, where Clarisa was sleeping. Clarisa seems to have fallen asleep, Alfian opens her jacket and goes up to the bed to open the blanket, then her body covered with blankets by hugging Clarisa's body from behind.

Clarisa did not feel disturbed, instead looking very comfortable, as Alfian hugged her body from behind. But for a long time, Clarisa felt very heavy, and immediately opened her eyes. Seeing a circular hand, Clarisa turned her husband to sleep soundly with his hand still hugging his body.

Clarisa turned her body, now facing Alfian. Clarisa hugged Alfian's body, with her face hidden in Alfian's chest.

Alfian returned his embrace, growing tighter and tighter, Clarisa felt Alfian's hand rub her back.

"When will it come?" clarisa asked with a typical sound of people waking up.

"Around 9, you're asleep. Really tired, huh?" alfian said with the same sound typical of people waking up.

Clarisa opened her eyes wide, then looked at her husband's face which still closed her eyes.

"Dude."

"Hm."

"Sorry Cla yes."

Alfian then hugged his wife's body tightly, Clarisa was also the same. Alfian kissed Clarisa's head.

"Sleep, it's not shabu" whispered Alfian.

***

"Eh. there's Gibran." said Clarisa directly to her niece.

"Who's here?" ask Clarisa.

"Mama Mama, now go home again" replied Gibran.

"Tonight stay here, right?" ask Clarisa.

"Yes Aunty, said Mamah tomorrow must have gone home" replied Gibran.

"Tomorrow is still Sunday, not even Monday at all Papah's transfer to school?"

"Sama Mamah can't" Gibran said honestly.

"Gita let Gibran here alone thank God, than at all" said Kemal.

"If Mba Gita banned also, children if it is big will certainly find themselves or go to their parents" said Clarisa.

"Sometimes you're sad to see Gibran, he's a divorce victim. But if it's maintained, there's a constant heartache."

Alfian heard the outpouring of his brother-in-law's heart, he then arrived - suddenly remembered Moza, the little princess who was always missed.

"Cla, you remember having a stepdaughter. You must love her, think of her as a child born from your womb."

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