Love Poems Cinderella Mask
Kamu

"You're why Ka," Mama who entered the bathroom, saw Rika who was bent in front of the toilet sitting and spewing out everything she could get out. "You've had a drink, haven't you?"

Rika did not answer. Mama rubbed her back and helped her wash her mouth. He then guided the limp-looking girl, out of the bathroom.

Papa did not comment. So did Damar. Mama escorted Rika to the room accompanied by Papa. Both of them were worried to see Rika who did not want to talk.

Mama lets Rika get on the bed and covers her. Can't bear to see Rika, Papa's trying to get out.

"Ma ...." Rika raised one hand.

The middle-aged man stopped and went back to him. Mama gave a place for Papa to approach and sit on the edge of the bed. The man held his son's hand.

"Can I stay here?" Rika's question made Mama shed tears.

"They just come ...."

"I just want to be Papa's son" Rika cried again.

Papa looked at Mama. The woman just nodded. Rika can not be spoken to because she is still unstable emotions. The man had to just nod.

"Rika will be a good boy, so Papa don't kick Rika out?"

Papa gave his best smile then nodded again. The girl continued to hold that warm hand for quite some time.

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"Who picked those costs?" ask Kevin.

"Two."

Kevin glanced at Abra who from earlier was just silent. "Why aren't you talking, not eating?"

Abra lowered her head and started picking up her spoon.

"Will the food be replaced?"

Abra shakes. It starts to put food in the mouth.

"Sister sick?" shasa asked worriedly.

"No."

"No appetite?"

"Maybe." Abra chewed his food slowly.

"Sister Abra can live alone right?"

Food was also difficult to swallow. Hearing that the girl in the near future will be proposed, he was shocked, let alone hearing that the girl would leave him. From the beginning he knew the girl was not his but knowing the girl was starting to drift away, this heart was still unwilling.

"Oh, he's used to it. He lived in America a long time ago and like this too, lived in an apartment alone. Isn't that Bra?"

The man only raised his eyes for a few seconds and then tried to chew back his food.

"Will you do some shopping, will I be with you?"

"There is no Kak, because there are many stalls and food vendors so it is not difficult to find food."

"Don't you want bread for breakfast?" persuade Kevin.

"No need, sister. Thanks," Shasa refused politely.

They then finished their dinner. On his return, Kevin escorted the two to Abra's apartment. As usual, Shasa helps Abra remove the bandage. For the first time, the man tried to bathe himself in the bathroom.

He did what he could and watered his body. After that he put on his trousers and came out. Shasa had been waiting for him, of course with a dead red face as usual. Moreover, seeing Abra's body with an open chest, looking fresh and wet hair. The man was drying his hair with a small towel coming over.

"Nyampo Brother?" ask the girl wrong.

"Yes. Not happy if you don't shower. Hair is also like a sling."

They looked at each other and laughed, but only for a moment. This time they were a little awkward, for some reason.

"Eh I installed first ...."

"Yes," cut Abra, immediately sitting on the edge of the bed.

Shasa starts putting on bandages and Abra as usual notices him, imagines him and sometimes settles into Shasa's touch on him. Gentler. Typical women.

After buttoning Abra's nightgown, the girl dried the man's hair with a potluck towel. Abra looked up, making them look at each other once more. What ... can I tease him?

Back the girl's cheeks flushed. "Udah." He immediately finished.

Abra quickly grabbed the girl's arm.

"Eh, what's Brother?"

"What ...."

"Yes?" Shasa approached.

"Are you really the same Bima?"

"Oh, what do I think." the girl almost laughed.

I misspoke, right? "So?"

"Yes? Oh, yes."

"Related?"

The girl nodded.

"Is your choice final?"

The girl looked at Abra. If only I proposed to Abra, wah .. I would be very happy. But then he threw away the wishful thinking immediately and cleared his throat for a while. "I've been dating her and I saw she's nice so I decided to take her."

"Just because he's a good guy?"

"Eh, what does that mean?"

"Do you love her?"

"In Islam, we are led to marry because of Allah. It's better than it is for love."

"So you .. don't love him dong!"

"Eh, not that," Shasa said. "I saw he could be my priest. He always guided me."

Shasa was annoyed Abra continued to refute him. He scrunched his mouth. "Maybe my view is wrong about him but since I am married because of God, let God alone perfect myself and himself and only God knows what is best for both of us. I give everything to Him and I will sincerely accept what God has given me because I know, God Knows what I need even if it is not what I want. I'm sorry Abra, I may sound resigned, but I believe God's destiny is the truest because for sure, like it or not we will definitely live the scenario."

Abra is speechless. The girl's words are true. No matter how hard we refuse we will surely live the destiny of God. Something we can't run away from. Only, he instead listened to it from a young girl whose mind was already very much mature from her age. If only Shasa was fooled by him .... "Sorry, I-I-I doubt your choice." The man bowed.

"Eat him looking for Brother Abra's girlfriend," Shasa smiled.

"What?" Abra raised his head.

"Couldn't Abra find a boyfriend?"

I want it to be you.

I pray for you, brother, find the best soul mate.

They looked at each other again but this time Shasa looked sincere. He gave his best smile to Abra.

Wish I could see that smile every day.

Shasa. He soon returned to the boarding house on foot.

It took him about 15 minutes until he got to where he lived. Just as he was about to unlock the door, suddenly someone stood beside him.

"Aah!" Shasa touched his chest in surprise.

"Oh, sorry. Shocked huh?" said the man.

"Eh ...." Shasa was still gawking.

"I'm the resident of the boarding house next door." The young man pointed to the left and then thrust his hand. "Include me Raven. Student level II Elang Nusa University. Are you a student too?"

Shasa greeted the hand slowly. "Shasa, but I work."

Raven frowned. "Work? Very old Ma'am. It looks small."

Raven's words made Shasa pursed her mouth. "I'm just at work, graduating high school."

"Oh, sorry. I don't know." But Raven has not taken off her hand which makes the girl uncomfortable.

Shasa forcefully took off her hand.

"Oh, sorry."

Shasa wanted to open the door of his room but the young man was still standing in his place. "What else do you want?" he said a little harshly.

"Huh, too bad? There's nothing. Just surprised, still able to go to college why the hell work Dek?"

Shasa rounded his eyes. Why the hell, this guy's a life-suffering guy! I also know ... He narrowed his eyes.

"Yes .. Please come in. I'm not bothering you!" Raven moved her hand.

Shasa opened the door and immediately entered. He immediately closed the door again.

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Abra still could not close her eyes. The girl's words lingered in her ears as if what she said closed all her steps to try to tease her earlier. After all, it almost ended with a cross of opinions, but in the end the girl won the debate.

He sighed softly. Sha. I want my children to have a wise mother like you. Can I still hope? If in Lauh Mahfudz it says your name to me .... Can I still pronounce your name in every prayer? Still can?

Silent darling can't answer a question. Abra was trying to sleep so that she would meet in the morning.

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Shasa pulled out a book from inside his bag. The new note book he bought is a replacement for the old note book that is still held by Rika. With pleasure, the first sheet was opened and there were some rose petals there. Shasa deliberately took some rose petals from his room because it was a memento that Abra had once expressed love for him, even if it was just pretend. He smiled in remembrance.

There was a knock at the door. Shasa frowned. Is that young man again? Why is he coming to me at night?

Shasa then pulled the book over and stuffed it into the bag. He got out of bed and peered at the window. Sure enough, that young man again. Shasa showed a sullen face while the young man smiled at him. He opened the door of his room. "What's wrong?" said quick.

"Oh, that's so bad." The young man was still smiling.

"Yes! Meet at night" Shasa protested.

"Oh, am I your guest?"

Shasa further knitted his brows. "Well, what do you want?" Shasa tried to be friendly to finish quickly.

The young man poked his nose. He was really very similar, like a betel nut split in two. Is there a possibility of him .. but how to check it?

Shasa glares. Ih, this is a bad guy huh? I know so familiar. Who the fuck are you? "Oh yeah, I don't have time." Shasa immediately went inside. He didn't want to talk to anyone he didn't want to but when he closed the door, he couldn't because the young man was propping up the door with his knee.

"Agh!"

"Eh ...."

The young man opened his mouth in pain. He pointed at his pinched knee earlier.

Ih, why the hell? Intentionally huh?

As Shasa loosened the door, the opportunity was used by the young man to break inside and sit on the edge of the bed.

Shasa was upset that he could not throw her out, but what to say, the young man had entered his room.

Raven rolled a glance at the entire room. The girl had nothing but some cosmetics on the table under a brand that was not too expensive. Of course, those who live there are certainly not people with enough money. "I'm a rich man's son."

"And I'm the son of a conglomerate." Shasa lays waist.

The young man looked back at Shasa. This girl is so cute huh, but is she the same person? "Who are these parents?"

Why would he ask my parents? Since it was already night, Shasa did not want to take any risks. The young man's hand was drawn towards the door. "Let's get out, it's night."

"Your parents are dead, right?"

"What?"

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Hello reader, sorry a little late because the author again flu. Do not forget the author vitamins, like, vote, comments and gifts. This visual is Raven Chandra Aditya, Casanova's neighboring Shasa campus. Greetings, ingflora. 💋

Who likes eastern fantasy, try reading this one huh?