Old Girl Looking for Love
Should I Give Up?

"Rose! That's not the entrance to the flat!" Mehmet warns Rosmawati who is walking straight towards the empty shed behind the apartment building.

"Oh .. yes!" Rosmawati slightly flinched and started to wake up. He turned to Mehmet and recalled what Zayn Malik had done to him in 1. His mind went back blank, a moment after imagining that unexpected scene. Rosmawati passed Mehmet with a stiff step, then turned into the lobby door.

Mehmet was only glued to see Rosmawati's attitude. His chest was painful with the treatment of the girl who thought it was like a rejection. Mehmet finally decided to go home.

While Rosmawati, still like a possessed person. His eyes were blank as he climbed the stairs in regular steps. On the floor of his flat, Kiki is seen wriggling at his doorstep, trying to get Jamie Scott's attention. It's a pity Jamie Scott doesn't care. The handsome man was even engrossed in chatting with Maryam.

Just as Rosmawati was passing in front of Kiki, the exotic Thai girl hissed loudly, "Ssshh... Just take your Arab prince! My arrows are now changing direction." he said occasionally grinning to Rosmawati.

Rosmawati turned her head and looked at Kiki expressionlessly. He then walked back to his flat, making Kiki's hair bristled.

Similarly as he passed Maryam and Jamie Scott, Rosmawati turned her head and greeted the two with a blank look.

"Why else is he?" Mumbled Jamie Scott.

"Let's, A! Maybe Ijem satiated," said Maryam indifferently. His attention now poured out on Jamie Scott completely. Like a miracle, the man standing in front of him no longer showed a stupor. Jamie Scott was so sweet and warm. For Maryam, this was a rare opportunity and she would not be wasted.

PRANGS!

There was a loud sound like a falling object coming from inside his flat.

"Jem!" Sontak Maryam remembered her conjoined twin best friend. He came in, followed by Jamie Scott. He saw Rosmawati was standing pensively while wiping her forehead. "What broke?" Ask Mary worried.

"Glass," replied Rosmawati briefly.

"Cock can break?" Mary looks astonished.

Rosmawati just shrugged her shoulders, then said, "Pas wants to drink, keinget same thing. Finally no drinking." he replied flatly.

"Huh?" Maryam increasingly does not understand the strange behavior of Rosmawati.

"I break the glass, let it be crowded ...." Rosmawati took up a poem, then walked into the room and opened the door. After the door opened, Rosmawati rushed in without closing it back. So Maryam and Jamie Scott could see clearly as the girl grabbed the blanket and lay curled up.

"Well, he's possessed by Nyai Pantura's spirit?" Mumbled Maryam.

"Who?" Jamie Scott frowned at the foreign word Maryam said.

"Eh .. nothing" said Maryam, grimacing. Then he realized something. "Eh ... Aa Jamie broke into my flat. Oh My God's. Sit down A! Aa's mummy is already inside."

Half forcefully, Maryam sits Jamie on the living room couch that also serves as a television room. In a hurry, he ran towards the cabinet attached to the kitchen wall and pulled out all the snacks and snacks Rosmawati owned and he presented Jamie Scott.

"Take it all, A! Some are not Neng who buy," said Maryam origin.

From inside the room, Rosmawati heard it all. But he chose not to respond. In fact, usually Rosmawati will be angry if anyone touches the treasure he keeps.

For some reason, that night he felt his body shivering and his stomach felt strange, like something was tickling from the inside. It lasted until morning. Automatic Rosmawati did not close her eyes at all.

Even before the alarm went off, Rosmawati was already awake. He sat down and grabbed the digital alarm on the nightstand, then he put it close to his face. "Tiait! Tiiitt! Tiiiitts!" He cried at that innocent hour.

Maryam who was in her room, immediately jumped up and approached Rosmawati. "Why, Jem?" Ask worried.

"Build an alarm, over. Usually he wakes me up" replied Rosmawati flatly while rushing to the bathroom.

"I'm fine, ma'am," Rosmawati said, closing the bathroom door.

"Tuh, right! It's so weird," Maryam shuddered in horror. He imagined that the figure of Rosmawati who was in front of him was not a real figure. It could be that the girl is a so-called demon. Perhaps, the spirit that used to possess Kiki now moved to Rosmawati.

Within ten minutes, Rosmawati came out of the bathroom and went back into the room. Five minutes later, she was ready in her work uniform.

While Maryam was still faithful to watch the movements of her conjoined twin friends while gawking, until the body was lost behind the door of the flat.

Rosmawati closed the door of her flat slowly, then turned her body towards the stairs. He was shocked to death when a figure suddenly stood before him carrying such a large bouquet of roses. So big, to the point of covering the face of the figure of the flower carrier.

Inwardly, Rosmawati wished that it was Mehmet. But when the figure shows his face that makes Rosmawati immediately disappointed.

"Hi, is Maryam there?" Ask a person who is none other than Charlie Manfred.

"There," he answered coldly and briefly.

"Can you call me?" Charlie Pinta.

"Call it yourself!" Answer Rosmawati while melengos. He was about to step foot when Rosmawati remembered something.

"Oh, yeah! Give me 50 pounds!" Rosmawati reached out her palm and pointed it at Charlie's face.

"For what?" Charlie asked in astonishment.

"Your boyfriend's been eating my rations for a month" Rosmawati stared intently at Charlie.

Charlie Manfred was forced to comply with Rosmawati's request. Slowly he opened his wallet and took out a pound sterling sheet.

Rosmawati, who could not wait to see him, immediately seized the money and put it in the pocket of his uniform. "Okay, have a good day. Mary is inside. Probably, the concentration of exerting energy in. Just knock on the door, "the stupor left a dumbstruck Charlie Manfred alone.

Rosmawati thought that the strange feeling she felt after being kissed by Mehmet would go away once she got to the office and met Justin Blake.

However, the estimate is wrong. The uncomfortable feeling persisted, even though he met Justin Blake in the lobby and the man smiled sweetly at him.

Even when the man approached her at lunch and invited her to dinner together again and again, the feeling of sharing was still unwilling to leave.

"You should firmly reject it!" Resolutely Joyce, shortly after Justin passed from his room.

"Say mother, it is forbidden to refuse fortune" said Rosmawati.

"It's not a fortune, Ros! Justin Blake teased you. Once he's bored, he'll probably throw you away" Joyce reminded.

"Where might it be! Justin is a good man" defended Rosmawati in a slightly high tone of voice.

"If she's really nice, she won't betray her lover by having dinner together with you" Joyce said. Imagine, only the words of Joyce alone are telling, but Rosmawati can already feel the pain. Especially if the Queen of Savana was struck with her sturdy arm. Rosmawati grimaced imagining it.

"Every ordinary dinner, really," he said later.

"Hmm, it's up to you, Rose! As a friend, I just reminded. Everything that begins with betrayal and dishonesty, will end painfully."

Joyce's advice again seemed to slap him. Secretly, Rosmawati doubted the gypsy woman's predictions about her.