Princess Reunion Cost
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"How's Kimberly mas doing?" Sri asked, when Ardi had just left Sri and Dewa in the family room.

The god let out a long breath and lowered his face deeply.

"I'm sorry before, because of this, you were waiting for me."

"It's okay mas," answered Sri while yawning because she began to feel sleepy.

"Don't tell me you didn't sleep last night" said the Lord, watching Sri who began to blink her eyes that felt sore.

"Sleep, it's just for a while" Sri said, saying.

"I'm sorry. As soon as I arrived, Kimberly's condition was very dire. He's got a high fever and.."

"And what?" Desak Sri's.

"And I have to face him first." Connect God.

Sri immediately understood the words of the God. Grazia will go on a rampage when she meets a God who has been missing for a week.

"Then, Kimberly's sick what?" Ask Sri again.

"He was hit by RSV" Dewa said.

Suddenly, Sri's sleepiness disappeared. He was shocked by Kimberly's illness.

"Can't you?" Asked Sri who looked so worried.

The god looked at Sri who seemed to care about Kimberly, without being made up. Then he shook his head, a sign he did not know where Kimberly got the virus from.

"May Kimberly get well soon mas.." Said Sri with a tone of voice that sounded so worried.

The god looked at Sri for so long, that finally a question came out of his mouth.

"Why do you care so much about Kimberly?" Ask Gods.

Sri was silent for a while, then she smiled faintly and returned the gaze of the Gods carefully.

"I'm a mature woman, there's no reason for me to hate a baby." Pungkas Sri's.

The god looks so embarrassed by Sri's clever answer. He had not had time to ask other questions, Sri had also moved from her seat.

"I slept first, I was very sleepy. If you want to go back to the hospital, go back. Kimberly really needs you" Sri said, smiling and heading to her room.

The god was flabbergasted, he stared when he heard Sri's words. Where could he get a woman with such a vast heart again? Perhaps even if he searched the world, he would never be able to replace a woman like Sri.

The feeling of regret invaded his mind. Suppose he never came to Grazia's birthday, maybe nothing like this would ever happen. He will never disappoint the figure of a woman as gentle and as good as the angel. The god pensively, occasionally he let out a long sigh and rubbed his face with a huff. Then he got up from his seat and followed Sri who was lying on the bed. Without a word, the god also lay down beside Sri who seemed to have closed his eyes. Then the god hugged Sri tightly from behind. Sri who seemed to be asleep was slowly opening her eyes. He was pensive for a while, as he was held tightly by the Gods. Then slowly he closed his eyes again and felt the comfort of the embrace given by God. Shortly afterwards, she fell asleep in the arms of her husband.

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Butet looked pensive on the edge of his bed. His current feeling felt so light. Because all the problems that were stuck in the corner of his heart, finally he was able to tell someone, namely Sri. For a long time the bitter memories he kept alone. He never talked about it to anyone, including Moan.

All this time Butet felt ashamed, if the story anyone knows. But his decision to hide this problem, it turned out to have a bad effect on his emotional condition. If Sri did not discuss it, maybe Butet would not talk about it to Sri. Maybe all this time people thought Butet was immature, angry and also a selfish figure. Without anyone knowing, it was actually just Butet's defense of the surrounding treatment.

The story of his past is enough to make Butet feel humiliated, disappointed, hurt and physical, and familiar with the cries of his mother who every night, making Butet do not want to be hurt by anyone again. He is only protecting himself, without Butet caring about the judgment of others.

Having a friend like Sri is a gift to everyone. We may have many friends, but not many ask about our circumstances, criticize us, tell us what is appropriate and inappropriate, rebuke when we do wrong, exchange thoughts and calm down. Butet is one of the lucky people in this world, after Cempaka and also Siti.

"What was Sri's mother first? Or maybe, mamak si Sri used to nyurik shawl bidadari. Teros the Sri was in bedong wearing a bidadari scarf. So the cake is his son." Inner Butet.

Then Butet laughed to himself and began reaching for his phone, Butet began looking for Moan's name which had not contacted him for 2x24 hours.

"I'm sorry I used to be the same as Moan huh? Teros tell him to come home." Inner Butet.

Just as Butet started typing his apology through a message for Moan, Butet removed it and dropped his intentions.

"Well, how proud I felt that it was Tuhaaannn!" Complain Butet.

Suddenly he remembered the speech of Sri who proposed Butet to see a psychiatrist or psychologist. It took Butet a long time to think and try to figure out the practice of the nearest Psychiatrist or psychologist from his home. Until finally he decided to throw his embarrassment and began to contact a psychiatrist who opened the practice not far from his home. After consulting for about a few minutes, Butet finally decided to make an appointment with the psychiatrist.

"I need to heal from the trauma!" Butet's determination in the heart.

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Yheng!

Yheng!

Yheng!

Rozy came out of his house and stood on the porch holding a cup of coffee. He looked at the figure of the man who was in the darkness of the veranda over the komariah boarding house carefully.

"There's a Batak kost boy again what yak?" Inner Rozy.

But after he looked back at the voice of the man who was singing carefully, he began to realize that the figure was not a new boarding child, but it was the figure of Moan.

"Woi! Moans!" Call Rozy.

Moan stopped playing guitar and sang. Moan looked at Rozy who was standing in her home brand.

"Oh really, it turns out you. Why are you alone aje di sono? Kaga coming home to you?" Ask Rozy.

"Eh, bang Rozy. No bang, I'm still a boarding boy here" said Moan.

"Alahhh. Here's a copy of kite..." Rozy waved her hand to invite Moan to sit with her on the porch of her parents' estate.

"Yes bang, I'm down, yes" said Moan, as he moved from his seat.

"Gi's already!" Rozy Sahut.

Quickly, Moan went down and rushed to Rozy's house.

"Mbokk. ask for one more coffee please!" Rozy cried, while looking from the front door of his house.

"Yes sir.." The middle-aged woman Rozy hires to help her at home.

"Weh.. already have an assistant bang?" Moan asked stale.

"Yes.Hehehe.." Rozy laughed clumsily and scratched her non-itchy head.

"Gue just realized Moan, after your chant bought in my bini dress."

The deg!

Moan never knew Butet had bought Cempaka a dress.

"Yes?" Ask Moan.

"Yep, udeh long enough anyway. All this time I thought that the bini really had to do it all by themselves. But, because of the gown from your bini, everything changed. I just realized that my bini turned out to be really shabby. Never dance and always wear a negligee. Sometimes, the rice is torn still in use."

Moan was silent at Rozy's words.

"Sometimes, when I go home from work, I dana anyway and ala perfunya. But his face looked tired. I used to think, I can do everything myself, of course I can too. Turns out I was wrong, even though I can do my own homework, but if we are able, why don't we give assistant? Poor too."

"It was so bad for me at that time, when I was trying on a dress from your bini. There are words that make me slap cake that." Connect Rozy.

"What bang?" Moan asked, who looked curious.

"Well, the point is he said gini. 'She never had a cute dress again. I haven't been able to dance for a long time. He had long felt like he was losing himself, until he felt inferior'. There I felt bad being a man." Bright Rozy.

"This is sir, the coffee" said Rozy, as she served the coffee on the table.

"Thank you, ma'am" Rozy said.

"Together sir" said the housekeeper.

Rozy looked back at Moan closely. He smiled at Moan.

"Moan, if you come home, please say hello to Butet ye. Say the same die, if I say a lot of thanks for the dress that I thank you so much. Thank you for making me realize how much I didn't want to be funny, before."

Moan smiled awkwardly, then he nodded slowly.

"Yes udeh, you're drinking kopinye. We sing again.. I love the song Batak" Rozy said.

"Ah, which is really bang?" Moan looked so excited.

"Iye.. lu guess you doang who memorized the Batak song? Very arrogant!" Rozy.

Mpan laughed amusedly and prepared to play the Batak song requested by Rozy. But before he starts strumming his guitar, he starts thinking about Rozy's speech and Rozy's message to Butet. Butet is actually a good woman, a woman who always cares about her surroundings. Butet understands a lot about his friends, but why is Butet so difficult to understand him? The question kept spinning in Moan's brain.

"What's my cage? Why is he better able to understand others than I am? Am I a bad husband? Am I the one who doesn't understand Butet?" Inner Moan.