Loved Brondong
Pacarin aja

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The day changed so fast. One more day, Yasmin will have her wedding with Eza. It makes his best friend happy and can not wait to come to Yasmin. He had prepared a special gift that had been neatly wrapped for Yasmin.

Morning had yet to bring out the light, Santi was still trying to contact Fabian. They had to leave immediately after setting the appointment yesterday the day after tomorrow. However, Fabian was very difficult to contact. In fact, yesterday the man was the most eager to come along.

“Ah! Bian where the hell, very difficult on the phone,” grumbled Santi while continuing to try phone calls several times.

“Nih if until six o'clock has not yet arrived here, I stay!” Santi kept nagging himself in front of the house. The small suitcase that had been prepared was even targeted for a kick because of annoyance against Fabian.

Thirty minutes had passed from the allotted time. Suddenly the sudden sound of a horn surprised him. Without guilt, Fabian got out of his car and took Santi to leave.

“Yuk, we're leaving! Later miss the plane.”

“Which there should be I who said that.” Santi walked up to her step while dragging her mini suitcase. “Where are you, what time is it. Very slim.”

Santi immediately locked the fence, while Fabian opened the car door for Santi.

“Gue is not a queen, can open by yourself.” The sense of regret still spread to the crown because of the delay Fabian.

“Udah dong, San, get angry. The marriage part is, still tomorrow, why rush. Very ugly oath if manyun.”

“Biarin!”

The car driven by Fabian was traveling at medium speed. In the morning, the road is quite stretchy so that there is no traffic jam. During the trip, Santi even closed his eyes because he was still sleepy due to waking up too early.

Eight hours they've been through. The black car is no longer in Jakarta. Fabian fatigue began to feel, usually he would prefer to take a plane as transportation if the trip is far enough and takes a long time, but Santilah's desire that makes him have to be forced to drive up to Jogja.

The clock shows at two o'clock in the afternoon. Santi's eyes were wide open when he arrived in the city of Jogja, he was so enjoying the view of the road. He starts opening the maps to Yasmin's clinic when it's near. Even though he's been to Jogja before. However, he did not really remember where Yasmin's house was.

A few minutes later, they arrived at the clinic. Santi and Fabian get out of the car. The two were so relieved, stretching his body for a moment while closing the car door.

“Finally arrived too, very tired.” Santi breathed fresh air from the lush trees in front of Yasmin's house. He unceasingly praised the beautiful atmosphere he so liked.

“Capek? Why tired, sitting doang. I'm the one who just didn't complain.” Fabian took out the suitcase that was in his trunk. Although only two or three days stay, for them it is mandatory to bring a lot of change clothes. moreover, they also intend to spend time exploring Jogja tours.

“Could not be, Fab!”

Small debates between the two have been common since the past. The saint who saw no car coming, he hurriedly came out to greet. No matter who the guest was, he was always friendly.

“Assalamualaikum.” Santi walked closer to the Saint who was already standing in the doorway.

“Waalaikumsalam. Come on, Ma'am and Mas who are you looking for? And what's the need, huh?”

“Oh, her friend Ms. Yasmin, come please come in. But Yasminnya is out, maybe even back home.”

Suci invites Santi and Fabian into the clinic. Today, despite less than one day of Yasmin's wedding, the clinic is still open as usual. Yasmin will only close the clinic a day tomorrow, so that the patients who come are not too long waiting for the clinic to open. Especially if it was an emergency, he would definitely feel very pity and could not bear if there were villagers there who needed his help.

Santi, Suci, and Fabian chatted in the living room while waiting for Yasmin to come home. While Galang, since then he was busy in his room because there happened to be a patient. After finishing with the work, Galang then went into the living room. Join those three people.

“Galang, Mbak want to make a drink first, you menemenin them first, yes. Santi and Mas Fabian came from Jakarta.”

“Oh yes, Mbak.” Galang sat down, accidentally, he looked at Santi who was smiling kindly towards him. Galang reflexively returned the woman's smile and reached out to get acquainted.

“Santi.”

“Galang,” said Galang, then he also greeted Fabian.

Galang did not stop paying attention to Santi, his gaze was even very legible by the woman. Santi started to feel sad, a moment later he immediately returned Galang's gaze cynically and said in his heart. “Basic of the basket! Not very polite look at it. The feeling of my clothes is also not sexy, why is she looking at me like that?”

Santi then cleared his throat. “Why, Mas?” santi asked a little firmly.

“San, don't look for a fuss in people's homes.” Fabian nudged Santi's arm and whispered. He knew that his girlfriend did not like to be trite at all, even with strangers.

“Ah, sorry. Looks like I did miss.” Aware of Santi's reprimand, Galang then apologized. “Sorry yes, Mas, if I am sassy to see his girlfriend.”

He smiled feeling guilty and bad. It seemed that he had been fascinated with Santi's aura which to him was so attractive.

“Mas she's not my girlfriend anyway, we're just friends. Friends since High School. Pacarin only, he has no partner yet kok.” Fabian explained with a little joke, Santi was immediately staring intently at Fabian for chattering origin.

“Fabian, very restful anyway!”

“Ya, yes sorry.”

Galang who heard this seemed to get a fresh wind because he had the opportunity to approach it. He had been attracted to Santi since he first saw her, her usual appearance with her natural beauty made the man's heart shake. However, she did not want to rush over, it seemed like Santi was indeed a hard and firm woman, unlike the meek Yasmin.

“Oh, being alone, how long has it been, Ma'am?”

“Not your business,” replied Santi Ketus. However, it was very interesting for Galang, the more curious he was.

All this time, there were not a few men who liked Santi. However, the woman did not serve him, she chose to be alone because she had not found a man who could accept her for who she was. Especially with her assertive nature as a woman who rarely even wants to give up.

“It looks interesting, all right. While here, I will leave an impression that you cannot possibly forget.” Galang spoke in his heart.

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