Romantic Short Story
Love In Losari Beach (Efforting to Get Away.)

I slapped Rifki's cheek. I sniffed rudely, "I don't love big brother anymore. So. please get out of here." I said that so that Rifki would be better with Mita.

His eyes were round, he touched both of my shoulders "What!"

"I can't believe it, I really can't believe that you've no love for me."

"Okay, even though you said so. Please don't accept your parents' matchmaking with Rival."

"I beg you!"

I threw Rifki both hands and ran back to my room. I was so disappointed, this heart still had love but the talk was forced to end.

"Revelation, Lo!" Rifki muttered as she stared at the horror of Rival's face.

Rifki returned to Riko's car in the front seat. He asks Riko to take him to Losari Beach. Once there, Riko was forced to stay away from Rifki because he did not want his body to be used as a place of impingement.

Rifki is now sitting contemplating, he increasingly digested the words of the Princess earlier. "I don't love my sister anymore. So. please get out of here."

That word was really hard to escape his thoughts right now. Until it feels like he wants to end his life by free-falling into the sea.

A few months later, Mita's gestational age has entered 9 months. Mita is now a little difficult to do her activities as a housewife. Mita looked uncomfortable to see her clothes were full in her laundry basket.

As for Rifki, where did he go?

He is now busy in Jakarta looking for the condition of his biological mother. Rifki had been there for 3 months and did not find her mother at all even though her father had given her the address where she lived.

Now Rifki is sitting in a very famous park in Jakarta. He did not think of his wife in the village at all nor did he care about her. Therefore he thought there was only the name of the Princess.

Rifki has been calling Princess almost every day since the incident where she fought in front of her boarding house and was attended by Rival, Riko, and her parents Putri.

After pondering, Rifki called her father who was working in his office. Rifki says she has trouble finding her real mother. Although his father had given him a picture of where he and his wife were on vacation before marriage.

After calling her, Rifki looks sorry to see a clown wearing a bear outfit. The clown had already stood up from the morning while grasping a few balloons in his hands.

Rifki took the money out of his pants pocket, he got 50 thousand and bought all the balloons. After buying it, the clown took off his mask and thanked him.

"Sister, I've been watching. Brother seems to be looking for someone huh?" ask that street clown. His name was Gino, he was 15 years old.

Rifki glorifies while showing a picture of her father and mother to Gino. "You've seen this woman, haven't you?"

Gino's eyes were round in surprise. "Well, very often, brother. Gino, know where he works."

Rifki finally managed to find her real mother thanks to Gino the street clown. He said Gino always saw Lita almost every day when Gino was busking at a red light near a fairly large and tall office.

Gino finally gets to the look where Lita works.

"here, Brother. The guy's nice, he once gave me an envelope full of money for pity to see me busking in the street in front of his office."

"This office?" While pointing at the twenty-story office.

"Yes, just go in. I'm sure he works there." Gino is serious.

"Well," Rifki again gave the teenager 200 grand. "Take it, thank you!" Then we headed to the multi-storey building.

..........

Today I am in my hometown. I closed my shop 4 months ago in Makassar and sold my house. The reason for the trouble where I was always terrorized by unknown people.

I think it was because of Rival. I rejected my parents' matchmaking as did Rival's parents. Now I open a new store in the yard because my home page is quite fitting to open a boutique store. I combined my shop with a bookstore.

Late afternoon, after talking to my mother. He said there would be a night market. I decided to leave while carrying a little piece of clothing that I had already sewed a few days ago.

About Rifki, I started to forget about it but there was still a little bit of affection located in the bottom of my heart. As for Mita, I have never met her at all.

At 10 p.m., all the food, clothing, and toys began to pack their things. So did I, I feel grateful because the clothes I sold were only 5 pairs more.

"What's the price, Ma'am?" mita asked while looking at her pink pajamas.

That voice sounds familiar to me. I turned around. Who else if not Mita. I saw that his stomach was big enough. I try to accept his presence.

"Mita, Hay... How are you?"

"Good!"

"The price is only 100 thousand, doang. Just take! If you're 75 grand, will you?"

Mita nodded and gave me the money. "You!"

I gave her those pajamas after I put them in my pocket. After giving it away, Mita was still silent on the spot until it made me think of Rifki.

"What's wrong? Are you all right?" I asked, worried because Mita stroked that big belly.

"Yes!"

"Can I confide in you, Put?"

"But it's late at night, people are slowly returning to their homes."

"Five minutes, Put. I can't keep this matter for long."

"Well, what are you talking about?"

Mita sniffed slowly. "It's about Rifki's sister,"

"He's been 3 months away from me, and I feel uncomfortable and always angry because Rival always comes to beg me. Until the neighbors tell me that I'm cheating."

"Why don't you just accept the Rival?"

"Three months, where did he go?"

"I refused because I didn't like his true nature, what else did you say just now."

"He's looking for his birth mother in Jakarta, Put!"

Mita held my hand. "Please look for him, to be honest this baby his father is Rival. Because at that time Rival threatened me to ask me to abort him but I said otherwise that I have to admit that this is Rifki's son. I'm sorry ak-"

"Enough!"

"Stop, I don't want to hear this anymore. I am calm and at peace with myself. Free I take care of Rifki again and you let alone the Rival."

"From now on, consider me someone you don't recognize forever."

"Daughter, please don't say that."

"You want to carry the past with you when we were in school, I don't care. We rarely talk." Then I cleaned up my stuff and then went home.

...The past, not everything can be forgotten. Because something is unfinished and needs to be done. If not, the problem will increase as well as the mind can not be calmed. So force yourself to solve the problems of the past....

Seriate...