Romantic of my boyfriend
False Hope
“Yuhuuu Satria asked for my hapeku doong number, yeah. What a happy heart this is. Flowering, hahaha.”
How long had it been since Nares entered the house and shouted such joy? It's been almost three weeks since the day Satria asked for Nares' mobile number and promised to call him soon. But until this moment not a single foreign number contacted him. Satria. Or maybe Satria wasn't serious when she said she would contact him.
The first week Nares was still ordinary, still waiting with a flowering feeling. By the second week Nares was agitated and fearful. The third week Nares was frustrated until he forgot to eat a few times. Apparently he was too hopeful Satria would contact him. Various negative thoughts were present again filled his head to make Nares feel almost crazy.
No. gabe. This can't happen again. Nares is in my heart. Enough once there was only Satria in the head, and that was then, now not again. He does not want to be re-controlled by his thoughts about Satria. For a long time he could be completely insane.
“Satria goat,” said Nares suddenly while slamming a tablespoon on the table. Making his friends surprised to see Nares' sudden anger. “No boredom goes into other people's minds. It's so good to play with people's feelings. Just look later, if I see you again, I'll kick his shins hard. Let him know taste.”
“Yakin?” Alana appears suddenly in the dining room making her friends snort. It's just rude of this girl. Mbok Darmi has returned to their house and then he joined breakfast in the morning. The appearance when it just appeared was very upsetting.
“Yakin, lah!” answer Nares confidently.
“Promise first dong!” challenge Alana again.
“Yes, promise. If I see Satria again, I'll kick his leg.”
“Yang hard.”
“I PROMISE TO SEE YOU AGAIN, SATRIA WILL KICK HER LEG!”
“Kick his hard leg, Buk. Not his loud voice!” alana growled as Nares shouted beside her ear.
“Oh yes, I will kick hard,” said Nares finally in a voice almost whispered while continuing to eat.
“Maybe Satria did date, Res, same Dinda. Keep not want to contact you because you think you will take him from Dinda?” sahda's words immediately made Nares glare. I don't know since when, Nares hated when Satria's name was juxtaposed Dinda. Jealous story.
which “Dinda is it anyway? That little one? His office buddy Nares?” ask Izzi curiously.
“Iya, that one. But Dinda is not small. Small it Wisya.”
Sahda's answer made Wisya frown. “Still ya,” he said ketus.
“Mau go dong, with Angga, to the author workshop ...”
“Ngapain wondering Alana?” sambar Nares is quick, cutting off Alana's speech. “If you want to talk about Alana, make your own stall there. Now focus on me! I also want to go to know.” After saying that, Nares immediately stood up leaving the dining room.
A few minutes later, Nares shouted again from the center. “I want to go really know! No one wants to ask what?”
Suddenly Nares's question made his friends turn their eyes and snort amusedly. Since everyone had finished breakfast, they met Nares in the living room.
“Loh Nares where to go early in the morning?” Izzi asked pleasantries with intonation made as enthusiastic as possible. Make people happy early in the morning may be able to get a reward.
“You are looking for new scuffles!” he answered and then walked away.
Nares' mood had not changed. It might even get worse. As soon as he got out of the house this morning, he immediately decided to come to his parents' house because he actually had no purpose. He only made the original decision when he said he wanted to leave. He is upset with Alana, with everything more to be exact. I love making her heart hot.
When he arrived at his parents' house, Nares was immediately presented with a sentence that was increasingly upset. Instead of asking about the news, Nares' parents asked about whether Nares had a girlfriend or not. It's really a very sensitive question for Nares at the moment. And even more surprising, he said, if it reaches his twenty-second birthday next month, he does not have a girlfriend, he inevitably has to accept the arranged marriage that his parents made.
“Huh, crazy bottom!” as Nares recalls his parents' upsetting words. He regretted going back to his parents' house. At the moment he is walking in no direction in the mall. He was too upset to be confused about what to do and where.
After more than one tour Nares finally felt tired and hungry. He decided to go into a restaurant that did not look so crowded. It feels lazy to see people eating while laughing with a partner or friend. Just make me jealous.
“Argh, why all day people always make sprains?” nares growled when someone hit him from behind. “Be careful!”
“Sorry, mbak, sorry, I didn't accidentally.”
Nares wanted to scratch his ear. Why was Satria still in his mind until the voice of the person who hit him sounded like Satria's voice. “Lain times ...” Nares turned his back to be more polite when talking to others. But Nares wanted to curse once again right then and there. Because the person in front of him actually looks like Satria. Why is Satria so poisonous in his mind?
“Nares, sorry!”
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