MUJAHADAH MY LOVE
# Episode 14. The taste left behind
* Fathin
Today was so exhausting. His body felt about to crumble because the agendas ospek enough to confiscate his power stock. He wanted to immediately relax his tired body even for a moment before cleaning his body which now feels sticky. But the inquiring gazes of the slightly rosy faces before him now made his hope unsealed. He realized that he had made his three friends worry about him.
"Pleasee, don't get mad. It's all because of that shitty forger!" He finally said expressing the aggravation of his heart that he tried to endure from earlier.
"The Forced? Who?" Mitha frowned at him asking for an explanation.
"Huuffftt... the story is long bang__!"
"Yes, in brief ajha. The importance of ajha. Or the most make greget the three of us, after Ospek was where were you? ama who? I ampe almost sprained gegara running around campus, up and down all your nyariin building!" Mitha interjected before her speech was over with the comma-free cerocos mode as usual.
He let out a sigh of consternation, and soon after, he began to recount all that befell him today. Starting from a small incident at the gate of three campuses, to the absurd behavior of a freelance committee who later He called the Forced, who forced him to eat in front of him, until he was immediately taken to Ke-Bi, again to follow the immoral orders of the Forcer.
"And, most annoyingly, I was forced to accompany her tonight. He didn't think of anything, I was tired. Today all his ospek sets are heavy!" He again grumbled with a face holding back his annoyance.
"Why don't you refuse ajha. It's not an ospek clock, is it?He has no right to care for you!" Tukas Mitha was a little stiff.
"Let me face the Forced. Enak. The pose is you take a bath of Istrahat!"
"But, Mhit, __!"
"The shop is no buts. Even if we're Maba, we don't want to be bullied by those sucks and kuker seniors!"
"Wihh, I think it will be a rival bang Fahry tuh. I can be sure that the forced brother likes you, Fhat!" Akram raises his eyebrows trying to melt the ice created mainly from Azhar, the flat face.
"Ck, tauk ah. You guys aren't angry, are you? I'm gonna put a little shit down before I take a shower!" He said as he moved along Azhar who walked towards the bathroom.
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* mitha*
Don't mention Mitha's name if she can't take advantage of opportunities in every situation. Realizing Fathin's position, his best friend is now the special attention of two handsome seniors on campus, He also did not want to waste the precious moment with the basic motive of benefits for the sake of the interests and survival of the four of them. Especially about the middle village which often makes him khilaf without heeding the sense of prestige.
Imagining the story of Fathin just now, he suddenly changed his face, immediately exclaiming hega towards Akram who had been still trembling waiting for him with a suspicious look.
"Hmmm, aha! Coincidentally fitting bingits, we have not eaten Pitzza for a long time, there is a new victim, we benefit, how Ram?"
"How?" Acram furrowed forehead.
"I understand you, Ram. Kalaw the Forced Brother really likes Fathin, surely he wants to dong in asking what ajha for the sake of the idol. We have ajha Fathin pretending to be sick and we say that Fathin suddenly wants to eat Pitzaa. How, briliant is it my idea?" Mitha began to infect Akram who likes to attach the annoying smirk.
"Tumben is not slow, hehehe!" Akram chuckles as the mangosteen agrees to his gesrek idea.
"Enak ajha's. I'm not slow either, just Lalod dikit, hehehehe!"
Akram was laughing. Both are Tos ala gang.
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* Yusuf
This afternoon he deliberately went home to his parents' mansion. The house that He rarely visited because he was tired of hearing the chatter of his brothers who were endless dictating that He should not be too messing with the lecture he was living now. The second reason is that He became less respectful with the atmosphere of the house which seemed to lose the aura of the real family since the woman he called Mother, the woman he loved so much went away for eternity.
In addition to Mr. Wahyu, the father has now remarried to a woman of choice old Mama, papa's eldest brother. Practically becomes an accumulation of cliche reasons that make him more at home wara-wiri in the boarding rooms of his fellow gangs or when he is in a bad mood, He chose to spend time in the cafe of his cousin Fadhil.
Ahh, what a boring life. Even a row of women who often want him can never change his mindset. He considers life to be just enjoying the flow. He never had any interest in dealing with the heart. For him to be in a relationship with the opposite sex is nothing more than a waste of time.
But, the meeting with a sweet girl this morning, successfully made him change in an instant.
Even today, he seems so excited to get off his favorite sport bike and run small towards the stairs, going to his room upstairs whistling to imitate a song from his favorite band ST12..
"If my heart has arrived
Take a spirited breath
It is he who comes to bring love
Spread into the taste
Can I say it
The feeling I have
For him I should have just said it
I got an answer from him
Can I hug him
Making stars in Heaven
Give color that can
Exquisite
I can't say
I can't afford to reveal
Until now
The feeling is left behind
Can she feel
One breath saved
Just ordinary love
One moment and trus are gone
Can I hug him
Making stars in Heaven
Give color that can
Exquisite
I can't say
I can't afford to reveal
Until now
The feeling of being left behind…"
#The Taste That Lags
by: ST12
He was constantly mimicking the song even when he was in the bathroom. Make the whole house ask each other what is going on with that stubborn guy.
"Bah, tuh tuh tuh favorite wayward boy papah remember coming home? Even back and forth like the devil of love. I'm like the one who's kasmaran!" Citra, the third brother deliberately raised his voice when he asked Papa, the only parent He had, as he walked through the family room to the kitchen to get drinking water.
As usual, he was lazy to serve his brother this one. Because, at the very end, the conversation will end with a discussion about when He will complete his study. The boring thing that became the reason for his laziness came home. But, because today he is in a good mood, he also tried to reply to his brother, more so that the discussion of his college problems cut immediately.
"Papa sama quiet brother ajha, if this time my mission succeeds, I promise this year I will finish everything. And next year Papa will stand proudly next to me who again uses toga. I promise !"
"Mission? what mission? Ck, most PHP!" Her brother clucked in disbelief as he pursed his lips.
"Btw, where are the others? How lonely! Usually Papa is always accompanied by the queen Nyai who likes the power-support!" He then casually breezed back to his room.
"Take care of your words. Papa never taught you guys not to be so polite!" Papa's voice tone began to get out of control.
"Belain ajha truuss tuh Papa's favorite wife!"
"Yusuf, no!" The image of the Brother immediately breaks the chain of debate that will soon lengthen if not all in the cut.
Usual usa.
Without any intention of extending, he returned to his room.
At exactly 07:00 he was ready with his semi-formal style. So contrast with the appearance of the origin so far. Her hair was tied up neatly. Tidying up the fine hairs that grow around the face and chin. It is truly a ridiculous sight if at this moment Fadhil, his cousin is standing before him. It will definitely be the months.
This will definitely be a moment of revenge for his cousin. Because all this time, He most often laughs at the naughtiness of Fadhil who likes to act silly and ridiculous because of chasing the love of a beautiful doctor candidate who is sekampus with him.
"Gue's getting his own talk now. I don't think I can go to Fadhil's place tonight. It could mess up my dinner show if that lickie's mergokin I woo a girl!" He muttered unconsciously that from the moment Citra, the brother was smiling behind the door that was not tightly closed, was busy looking at him from top to bottom.
"Oh, the prettiest guy in this house already wants to mengapelin people's children like it!" He did not think there was anyone else in his room.
"Why aren't you here?" he was still focused on his appearance behind the mirror before him.
"Don't do it ah, let brother doain your mission as soon as possible succeed. Is this what you're saying the mission is still pending?"
"Come, Suf. You are not the same father who has sacrificed a lot for your college costs. Trus you do not think, mama will never calm there if you like gini trus. Don't want to change into a better person like he hoped until mom left us!" As usual, tears were always her sister's mainstay weapon.
"Aren't you tired of wanting the same thing?" his mouth was flat while grabbing the keys of his motorbike and suit on the bed intending to avoid Citra's long lecture, his older brother. But not to mention He managed to reach the door, Citra again said more seriously than before. Makes him suddenly stop and can not help but listen carefully because this concerns the sad-eyed girl who is so in awe.
"If the girl is a good woman, then don't expect her to open her heart to you if you don't change. So, I suggest, change from now on or don't waste your time!" Although he did not respond to his brother's words, but his heart slightly melos because honestly he also justified it.
"Thank you for the advice!" His leg was flat as he passed and walked down the stairs to his favorite motorcycle in the garage. He was not unaware of the inquiring gazes of all his family members who were gathering in the living room. But, He pretended to be ignorant and without ba bi bu out and soon after he had darted with the roar of his big motor out of the spacious yard area of his house.
He was already standing in front of the door of the boarding room where Fathin was staying. But he suddenly panicked when the girl who claimed to be the friend of the sad-eyed girl told him that the girl was sick.
"Where? Sick? How can? It was a good afternoon ajha. Not bad? I_I, I mean we take him to the hospital now!" His voice panicked and without permission he immediately barged inside, passing Mitha who was just smitten at the door because he did not expect his guests would be this close.
He found the girl lying weakly with two young men of his age. Unconcerned by the lack of respect from the two, he immediately approached the sad-eyed girl..
"You why? Sorry if this was because of this afternoon. We're going to the hospital now!" His fad while reaching into his cell phone in his pants pocket intends to contact someone to come bring a car for him. But he had not been able to dial a single number, the girl immediately interjected,
"Ng_no need, Brother, I'm fine, just a little tired ajha. A short rest will also recover, Kok!"
"You sure?" He returned to flat mode after realizing that from earlier there were three pairs of eyes that were staring confused towards the two of them would be a little intimate interaction as if they had known for a long time.
He pretended to rub the tip of his nose while pointing his net at the two young men who a second ago began to tease inside there. The flat-faced one he seemed to remember was the baby girl who was with Fathin this morning. He began to worry about the other guy. Do not let him be the story breaker has not arrived with the girl with sad eyes.
The girl named Mitha suddenly interrupted,
"Sister, Fathin said he wanted to eat Pitzza. Wanted recovery, hehehe!"
Without a second thought He immediately reached into his phone and with one tap He was connected to someone across the street.
"Rick, you're going to the star hallway in front of campus right now. Stop buying Pitzza trus bring it here. Pondok. Cepett, don't wear it for long!"
He groggy when turning off his phone he again found the four occupants of the room look dumbfounded staring in amazement at him.
"What's wrong?"
TBC...>>>