Nested Razia Satpol PP
Twenty Five

"I hesitate to continue this relationship" he said weakly

"What do you mean?" I scrunched my forehead, my eyebrows clutched.

"What makes you doubt? What's?"

"Casta different" he answered briefly

"Haish.. what caste? I don't embrace that yeah. You are rich don't do it because of your ex-boyfriend? Huh yeah?"

Huhhhh.. I'm getting impatient. Why use silence. I need an explanation of sat set so.

But hold. This is Tasia's public place. Hold yes. hold.

"You don't want to tell me. Let's find a solution"

He was silent, looking at the sky for a moment and looking at me.

"What's? Stay away from you, right?"

"Please, we are no longer my brother. So we can finish this off with a cool head. Not with gini-rich emotions, let alone obey your decisions that have not been sought first the truth"

"The truth is I'm an ordinary man..."

"Yes right. You're a normal guy and I know, I'm not asking for a gima..."

"Hust! I was horrified first"

"OKAY. Sorry" I nodded my head

"Tasia, you know I'm just an employee like this. My salary is also not much, I'm afraid I can not comply with your wishes. You're not happy" he said while looking down

The hat he was wearing, was placed on his lap. Flipping through it was like there was unrest behind it.

"Ngaco you are. What have I asked you for? branded bag? the shoes? a shirt?" he's shaking

"Well why that thought"

"Helen so"

Oh so this is your problem with your ex? You think I'm rich"

"It's not..."

"Continue?"

Mas Ramdan recounts his past with his ex-girlfriend. Helen's name. According to her description, Helen is a sweet high school girl. At that time Mas Ramdan who was still an employee did not keep his salary just enough to buy gasoline. At first things went well, Helen accepted what they were. But everything changes, when her parents find out about their relationship. Helen's son was and is in the same environment.

Helen's parents sued Mas Ramdan,

'You ride a bike here? Staff don't have a car?'

'Buy ginian where? Must not be in the supermarket?'

'You have money how much macarin my son'

The word Mas Ramdan mimics the words of Helen's parents. From his eyes he was in pain.

Helen's attitude changed as well. So demand this that.

Ask to buy accessories, clothes, sandals, shoes, to the salon without regard to the situation.

The money is over and patience is over.

'I nyesel once knew your rich kere man'

That was Helen's last words.

"So you v me with Helen mas?"

"Hmmm.."

disillusioned. How can he equate me with Helen.vvv

"Where can you call me Helen. We are different, obviously different. Or are you still in love with her?"

"That's not a bag. I really am less. You're a rich man's son"

"Where do you know I'm a rich kid?"

"Your car? Your parents' hobby? Yeah, that looks like a bag"

Hearing his explanation, I laughed. He also nodded in wonder.

"Why?"

"That's the facility car from papa's office. Ngawur. It's a hobby issue. It was done papa to build a relationship. Understood?" I held her hand. Gives a soft squeeze.

"I never thought of caste, Mas. What matters is that I am comfortable with you. I cannot take you from treasure. Maybe if I take you from the treasure, I can't be your girlfriend"

"But Bag.."

"But what? Don't have to be in the mind. Okay?"

He's nodding.

"Smiling dong"

He threw a sweet smile at me. I also retaliated.

I sat closer, embracing her arms and putting my head on her shoulders. Comfortable, fun.

"I love you" I whispered in her ear

"Love you" he said

"Ehem"

The mother of the corn seller was shaking. He seems to enjoy our conversation.

"Good food, full stomach makes thinking so slow do not use emotions"

"If there is a problem do not be harbored, just take it out. But in a polite way. Do not infer something from the view of one person. Okay?" his thumb was pointed at both of us.

"Mantau. Bener tuh mas" I also gave two thumbs to the mother.

"Mom knows it" I said

Mas Ramdan smiled shyly. Brushed my hair

"Mom was once young"

Maiden maize her gaul euy