
Yasmin was crying. Not yet solved one problem, another problem has arisen. The girl felt unable to anymore until finally she decided to return to Surabaya to her parents' house.
"Mar, thank you for reaching me all this time. And sorry for taking notes"
"So surely back to Surabaya? Greetings to my dad's mom, right?"
Yasmin snorted with a faint sigh.
"By your own side. What do you want to go home?"
"Yes go home, but ntar wants a leaflet"
Umar replied casually while watching Yasmin pack her things.
"Still long dong"
"I as your best friend will always support whatever your choice is"
"I'm not a nyaleg Mar"
"Clearly, be careful on the road"
"Yes..."
Yasmin carried her bag as she stepped outside the house. The surrounding mothers who noticed Yasmin started whispering between them.
"Loh..no stay here anymore?"
Ask one of the mothers who began to care for other people's business.
"I was expelled by Umar Bu....."
Yasmin answered and was heard by the young man.
"Ish, just anyone when you talk?! Hes not mpok.., that he misses his parents in the village, so he wants to go home"
Umar defended himself. Yasmin chuckled after slightly pranking her best friend.
Sometimes a person needs time alone to solve his problems, what else is a girl like Yasmin who is reluctant to tell his personal problems.
Boutique business he left entirely to his assistant. The decision is already unanimous to leave the business here. Yasmin plans to exchange positions with her sister who is taking care of her boutique in Bandung. But before that, he will go home first to Surabaya his hometown.
Yasmin did not want to meet Dika until she was no longer interested in Tomy and Humaira.
The knock on the door distracts everyone in the house.
"Assynoltom..."
"Waalaikumsalam warahmatulli wabarakatuh..."
"Sir Yasmin?"
Sapa Yoga Yasmin's younger brother.
"Oh.. Yasmin, come in, son..."
The mother welcomed her son with joy.
"How are you doing, son? Why not go home first?"
Ask mom while hugging Yasmin warmly. The girl also returned the embrace of the mother warmly as well.
"Thank God, ma'am, same ma'am, the important thing is that Yasmin has come home"
Yasmin said after letting go of her embrace.
"But I can't seem to cook your favorite food son"
"Whatever mom's cooking is always good, Yasmin likes it. Where's dad mom?"
"There's a. That's watching TV again"
Yasmin approached her father.
"Sir, how are you, sir?"
Yasmin greeted her father and hugged the weak body.
"Alhamdulillah, good father son. You healthy?"
"Alhamdulillah, healthy sir"
"Surprisingly, have you eaten Yas?"
"Already sir. Just after the plane was delayed, Yas ate at the airport"
They also chatted casually venting longing because it has been almost a year not met.
Yasmin was not wrong in making her decision. Gathering with his family, he could forget a moment of his sadness. His smile continued to be etched, the feeling of joy and happiness could gather enough to treat his heart that was injured by Dika.
"Sir Darmo and family don't live next door, ma'am?"
Yasmin asked as someone walked out the door of her neighbor's house.
"No.., it has been 4 months they moved and directly in the contents of the new person who bought the house Mr. Darmo. Young Yas, he's the idol of the ciwis of this village"
"Male?"
"Yes, she lives with her mother. He opened a furniture business in the market here"
"Oh...."
"Oh..h, aren't you interested?"
Yasmin immediately shook her head in spirit. He who has just broken his heart feels reluctant to fall in love again for a while.
The mother just smiled.
"Yes already, there you take a shower keep resting. You must be tired"
"Yes, so hot. Yoga ntar pijitin kaki sis huh? Pegel"
"Sawer is kak"
Tanya Yoga while grinning.
"Hus, mijitin brother himself why ask sawer?!"
Reminds me of yoga.
"Let's ma'am, Yasmin's sister has a lot of money"
"Aamiin, yes in sawer"
Yasmin smiled.
"Aren't you mom?"
Yoga seemed pleased that her brother was defending her.
As promised, after Yasmin cleaned herself she was lying in the family room while in a Yoga massage.
*****
Dika went straight to Umar once he knew that Yasmin had been living in the house of his best friend. On foot, Dika traced the narrow alley. His handsome face always attracts the attention of women.
"Tock... Why?!"
"Goddessalam..."
Umar answered, immediately grabbed Dika's hand into his house.
"Do you want a demo? Your company's a lot of great?"
Umar said, peering out the window. As Dika walked down the street in the alley, several boys and girls followed behind him because of his handsome face.
"Is that okay with my boyfriend?!"
Dika looked at Umar with an intimidating look.
"What-what how? There was him who made my relationship with my boyfriend so messy. I should have been the one, did you have him until his face was smashed?!"
Umar objected that he seemed upset considering he often quarreled with his girlfriend because he was jealous of Yasmin.
"Yasmin why? He crashed? What's in people's thump?"
He was immediately worried to hear Umar's words.
"Not, his face is very sad like the saying says live reluctant to die lu doang?!"
"Living dead doesn't mean it?!"
Dika asked who was confused by Umar's chatter.
"Eh, yes.. hehehe"
"Where is Yasmin going now?"
"Udah returned home, to Surabaya"
"Surabaya? Thank goodness..."
Said Dika who looked relieved.
"Udah deh Dik, no more playin women's feelings, pity..."
Umar tried to advise Dika.
"Gue didn't play him, I'm serious about him. Just yesterday's event was a misunderstanding fitting the timing"
"Whatever your problem, speak well of it"
"Where do you want to talk? I can't be the same with Yasmin"
Said Dika who looked sad.
"Sulus sono mumpung he just came home. Ntar the feasibility again bother you?!"
Dika immediately woke up from his seat and came out of the house to make Umar confused.
"Ooii... Where are you going?!"
"Needs!"
"Thus the child, do as good as he wants. No farewell"
Umar was upset.
That night Dika also followed Yasmin to Surabaya. He asked his brother to supervise his new company. As a result, it was Romi who became a victim with the addition of work for him.
*****
It was almost 10pm when Dika arrived at Yasmin's doorstep. There was a giggle of happy laughter from outside that door. And Dika knew very well that one of those laughs belonged to his lover Yasmin.
"Thank God.in all right"
Mumbled Dika who felt relieved.
He raised his hand to knock on the door of the house.
"Tok... tock.... tock...! A...?"
"Waalaikumsalam, who...?
Ask someone from inside the house who has not been answered.
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