MY HEART HAS DIJLEB-JLEBIN YOU
I DON'T KNOW KAPOK

Since Al Hakam made the clarification under the guise of his business promotion, the viral news about Nia, Zaim, Ushi and others who were considered heartless also subsided by itself. But instead of packing up and returning to the capital, Nia, Zaim and the others instead extended their vacation time. Counting to make the all-right netizen feel even more guilty! So said Ushi.

" … This is when the fish are only in this way, Bal?"

"Mom, fishing is hard, ma'am. After four days we have here to eat mulu fish. Yes, take the fish" Ikbal replied to Ushi.

"There are fish. Ngaco is you. Go there again. This kind of fish is enough to eat us all."

"So, I'm ya–"

"Jaudah, we're fishing again, ma'am" Zaim told Ikbal, dragging him out of the cabin. "Let's bring a sack of fish."

"Sir Zaim, dih. Fish from Hong Kong. I'm abis in the fish."

"Patience to you once abis. Wanted to take a cepet hp at the house of Mr. Kades continue to haggle, right you? It's a useful activity, Bal." Ushi pointed out the window. "That's Nia, too, just like you. Told methik cucumber even maenan hp. Must still be a netizen comment."

Spontaneous Zaim looked at Ushi pointing, and found Nia who was playing mobile phone at the edge of the cucumber garden. Though Sehati's friend Sesanubari Nia, Vina, seemed excited to walk while squatting picking cucumbers while singing Blackpink songs. It turns out that Ushi's guess is true, Nia is still reading the comments of netizens.

"Kalo bacain their comments make you so not the spirit of gini mending you do not need to use medsos. Just take me," whispered Zaim.

Nia reflexively turned her head, and rained down on Zaim with a punch. "There's a dong sound in nongol. Make a hanger anyway."

"When I have called darling daritadi loh."

Nia did not reply, just pocketing back her phone while picking fresh cucumbers around her.

"But I'm serious, honey. Instead of using medsos mending use me."

"Warin what the hell is this handsome guy. Very ambiguous," said Nia finally.

Zaim responded only to Nia.

"Kear dong I'm not excited. Because what netizens say is true."

Zaim. "I agree. But I think it's more true that your mother's words."

"Mother's Support? What did Mom say?"

"Talking our relationship in the future which he said will be complicated and more dizzy."

"Oh." Nia was silent for a moment. "What do you have plans for?"

Zaim was silent.

"Jawab. Wait for. Don't you want to break up?" nia.

Zaim is still silent, making Nia increasingly plagued by negative thoughts. Though in the head of Nia has wrestled a lot of negativity. Starting from the various scathing comments of netizens, the reason Al Hakam suddenly gave the green light, and why Zaim continued to be silent to ask questions that did not require thinking time even half a second?

"We need to break up, honey."

Nia glares. "Huh? What does it mean to break up?"

"Said not to make me hang," interrupted Nia as she again rained down on Zaim with a punch.

Zaim seemed to flinch, even enjoying the blow of the lover who felt very romantic, not pained! And beyond that loving scene, there was an audience secretly waving white flags. Right, that audience is Ushi. While picking the stem kale, Ushi looked at Nia and Zaim who were now playing a chase from a distance.

"Is that what I said?"

Spontaneous Ushi turned to the origin of the voice. "meaning?"

"You end up with them."

"Not reed. But kasian."

"Just like, Shi."

Ushi simply responded to Edo with a rough sigh.

"Isn't that what I said?"

"Say what the hell are you doing so much huh?"

Edo laughed before finally saying, "Zaim still looks like me when it comes to romance. We both just think of the same school as the work of hereditary families. So we don't get to know girls. Not because it is busy, just the nemu belom that is spooky. But once we meet, seriously, we will not let go. As long as the obstacle is not blood relations, we will even more ngiket the girl.

"Keep the same girl you are your current boyfriend? Isn't it me?"

...•▪•▪•▪•▪•...

"Pake all strike again taxi. I know I'm anjir. Where is far away."

Flowers have been relentless since the taxi he was riding suddenly broke down right in front of the entrance of the Nia residential complex. Of course Bunga chose to walk a few kilos of meters, instead of capturing the code of nature telling him to turn right. No matter if the day is late, even though evil can target him at any time, Bunga insists on continuing his steps.

" … Nia's house must be empty because Ikbal nyokapnya the same on vacation as well. It's opportunity. I'm ha–"

The reflex flower paused its own murmur, and hurriedly hid behind a power pole. Flowers almost met the man. Yeah, that guy. The middle-aged man who during Bagas' trial appeared on all television channels, Achmad Sobari. It appears that Sobari just got out of the safe house*, while conversing over the phone with someone who is most likely his wife.

*Home Zaim purchased for mission purposes. The safe house was located right in front of Nia's house.

" … So the kids are still waiting for me, Mom? ... Yes, I fell asleep in a safe house .. Just slept an hour a day since the mission protected Ms. Yesenia .. If now you do not need to be protected. Yesenia's sister is the same Mr. Zaim. Argos …"

Bunga pecked while insisting, "Excessive until hired the police to protect Nia. The bigger the nutmeg must be the kid."

" … Yes tell the kids to wait. It's me otw go home. Yes, assalamualaikum."

The scary grin on the beautiful face immediately expands, shortly after Sobari's official car turns into a complex fork. God is fair. It is evident from a golden opportunity that He divided equally regardless of His angelic hearted servant or vice versa, rotten heart! Flowers rushed to continue the action. Right, barging into Nia's residence.

"The problem of risk thinking lately. Is Zaim going to hurt women? Ain't you?"

After so confidently saying that, Bunga without hesitation climbed the fence of Nia's residence, and broke into the window of the house numbered eight with only a hairpin. Again the creepy grin on the beautiful face again expands, when the room that became the goal to realize the rot is not locked. A room that was none other than, was Nia's bedroom.

"There must be a cdnya strawberry motif? Or its rich replay value absent number? Or, his little photo of eleven twelve is just as raspy?" murmuring Flowers while activating the camera flash of his phone.