Love Letter
A Mistake

"No, I'm sorry, I can't!" said one of the middle-aged men.

"I added 10 million yes sir, so 50 million" said Alfian.

"Sorry Mas can't, the bike I've sold again the same people. And that guy, not this guy."

Alfian immediately limp, when he knew Clarisa's motorbike, someone had bought it by the third hand.

"Can't you give me that bike back?"

"I'm sorry Mas can't, there's already a trade agreement between Mas and me, and I with him. Do not make bad customers, if the intention is not to be sold, from yesterday Mas not sell."

"Yes sir it's my fault" said Alfian.

"This is it Mas, if you want a bike like that, I will find a price according to how I pay? about 1 or 2 months of waiting for the goods."

"Sorry sir, I want the bike.'

" Yes, I can find the bike."

"Well sir, if you can't."

"Yes, sorry, if you want, I can find it again."

"No, sir, thank you."

After the man left, Alfian immediately directed his car to Kemal's house. Because her sister-in-law is getting married today.

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Clarisa just sits alone in the nursery, while waiting for a beautiful moment, her brother who is getting married. Clarisa is still a little weak, even her condition has not changed, doctors say HB is still unstable.

Clarisa opened her phone, the first thing she saw was the lock screen wallpaper, her favorite motorcycle photo.

"May you be with the new owner, can take your master wherever he goes" Clarisa said, sobbing.

" Finally, the cave can buy this motorcycle Bang Toha! o Allah Bang, effort is not in vain, the cave can buy his new motor." Clarisa remembered the moment she got her favorite bike.

Clarisa smiled sadly, until her eyes glazed over. After a video call from Alfian, Clarisa immediately pressed the green button.

Kemal was saying kabul, Gibran was beside Alfian. Clarisa smiled seeing the two brides sitting side by side, with radiant faces - a series.

LEGITIMATE

Clarisa is crying happily, seeing her brother is now officially Silvi's husband. Opens a new leaf, with a new living companion.

"Good Bang." said Clarisa.

Alfian smiled, then turned off his video call, because Alfian's cell phone battery ran out. Clarisa then leaned back on the head of the bed, while watching television.

****

"Congratulations to you both" said Alfian.

"Thank you" said Kemal and Silvi.

"Clarisa how?" ask Silvi.

"But not allowed to go home, because the HB is still below average. If HB is normal, you can ask to go home. And came to watch your wedding, but he came to see how I had a video call with him." replied Kemal.

Visible guests will congratulate the bride, Alfian then went down from the stage pelaminan.

****

"Bang Tri knows where, Cla in the care?" ask Clarisa.

"Abang know Wahyu, Alfian permission can not enter you in the care of, and Bang Kemal wedikah.Kata Revelation you are treated at the Paramadina Medica hospital, directly Abang here" said Tri.

"Thank you Bang." said Clarisa.

"Same - same." said Tri smiling.

"Cla! are you happy with this marriage?" ask Tri.

"Joy Bang." replied Clarisa smiling.

"Don't know, your happiness is sad. You can feel it, but you're back with you, otherwise don't move on."

"God willing, Cla will survive Bang."

"Will wish you all the best."

"Thank you Bang."

****

"Thank God, Gibran also looks familiar to Silvi." replied Alfian.

"Thank God."

Alfian saw that there was a plastic bag containing bread, and a package of fruit parcels. Alfian then asked, who came.

"From who?" ask Alfian.

"From Bang Tri." replied Clarisa.

"Oh, who do you think you are from" said Alfian with a flat face.

"Have you taken your medicine, right?"

"It's already a bang." said Clarisa.

"Now eat yes, let's get out of the hospital quickly."

Alfian then took food, which was provided by the hospital. Alfian then fed Clarisa, attentively.

"Cla, you want to talk about something."

"Speak what Bang?"

"I'm sorry Brother, if the bike can't take you back. That bike, someone's bought it again."

Clarisa looked disappointed, but tried hard. Clarisa smiled, not commenting on anything.

"Don't know, you must be sad. Brother is wrong, already evil with you."

"Have Bang, how else" said Clarisa.

"Don't know, you're angry. Brother is wrong, because of annoyance and worry to act determined."

"Already Bang, don't talk anymore about the motor. If you do, talk again Cla is getting sad." said Clarisa with a glass.

"Forgive Brother Cla, from the beginning of marriage you are not happy" said Alfian in his heart.

***

"You can go home yes, later remember to eat it on guard, do not be late to eat again. Avoid the spicy first, you must pay attention to his wife, not until like yesterday" said the doctor.

"Ready dock, I will monitor his diet" said Alfian.

"Well then, I write down the recipe. Later the nurse will drop her medication here, and next week we meet again for control."

"Okay doc, thank you."

Clarisa, who had slipped off the infusion needle, sat down on the side of the bed. Alfian stuffed Clarisa's clothes into the bag.

"Again the administration first" said Alfian, and nodding his head by Clarisa.

Clarisa looked at her phone, there was a Chat coming in from Tri, telling her the news of today's condition. Clarisa also replied, if she was allowed to go home.

"Honey yuk we went home, just met his sister, Brother has taken the medicine" said Alfian.

"Help down Bang, still sick from the surgery" said Clarisa, then Alfian helped lower Clarisa from the top of the bed.

****

"Alhamdulillah, we're home." said Alfian.

"Don't you please grab a drink?" ask Clarisa.

"Yes, I can." said Alfian, then took it.

Tok...

With a loud knock, Alfian opened the door. Alfian saw Mother Mirah and Kamela coming.

"You guys, why don't you tell me?" ask Alfian.

"Mother here there needs to be the same you, well you happen to have come home from the hospital" replied Ms. Mirah by pointing at Clarisa.

"What the hell is Mom?" ask Alfian.

"Eh fucking ghost! you who like to spend my son's money, you know yourself dong, like Kamela she never spend husband's money. After Alfian married you, instead you spent my son's money." said Ms. Mirah.

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