The Charm of Love Amartha
Pu-tus

"Semalem? same chick?" Firlan held her lips while thinking.

"Oohhh yes," said the man then, Vira immediately shed tears and hit Firlan's arm hard.

"Fuck right? you say, I want a pu-tus," said Vira with a hunting breath, eager to land some jambai that could at least represent his current disappointment.

"Nothing! break up, no breaking up. It's delicious." Firlan rubbed his arm in pain.

"You're selfish!" Vira with a piercing look.

"It's so selfish," Firlan deliberately drew out his girlfriend's feelings like a kite. He already knew the common thread of misunderstanding between himself and Vira. The man saw his lover who was still surrounded by emotions.

"You want to have two women at once, not married yet want to do me, how about later if you're married? lest you put me out of control." said Vira with words of encouragement. To turn away from the bengklek woman alone he never thought, let alone want to play women. He knew full well what it was like to be betrayed, so it was impossible to do the thing he hated to Vira.

"What are you doing again? wishing is there, the time is over, making you!" said Pris while tapping his finger on the steering wheel of the car.

"I just want us to break up" said Vira ngot, cringed like meatballs.

"Heh, horrified first, the lips once talking about the habit of the brakes blong like this," Firlan pinched Vira's lips with anxiety, Vira's mind was everywhere.

"Diem or I rubbed his lips, let the fish rich*****, would you?" threaten Firlan while Vira scowls.

"Elap first snot!" Firlan took a few pieces of tissue and thrust them at her lover, Vira accepted them with a sigh.

"I want to make it clear so it's hard if you keep talking, so we misunderstand like gini," Firlan even said.

"Ih, by the way, mutar rich comedy princess!" said Vira who was impatient to hear what the woman wanted to say.

"Patience, Neng!" firlan's words even make Vira further away from the word patience.

"Give me in the hospital, the voice of the girl you are hearing may be the voice of the nurse," said Firlan whose arm was instead pierced by Vira.

"Oh, so you're playing sister? so mean, anyway! omelette roll, hospital make it!" said Vira emotion.

"What does the brain think? surely you think about the business process of human games to make children, right?" Firlan tapped on his interlocutor's forehead with her index finger.

"Brain is often swept away. Let him not dwell on his mind. I didn't say anything to her, really." said Firlan, praying in his heart that the little girl would believe his explanation.

"If you don't know why you moan sick, sore, he keeps talking softly to you," Vira twisted the edge of her shirt by occasionally wiping her tears that had been drained.

"Niiiihhh liaaattt, look good." Firlan pointed at some wounds on his face.

"Your phone, he's cleaning up my wounds. That's why I'm reflex to say it's painful and this is really painful" he continued.

"Nih open your eyes wide I think I still do not believe? did I look at you like that guy? while during our courtship only hold hands?" Firlan clucked in annoyance, Vira who heard Firlan's explanation became ashamed of herself.

"Why can I think of the wounds on Firlan's face because it was exhausted, and so bonyok-bonyok because of them." said Vira in her heart. Vira was shaking, trying to get rid of those bastard thoughts.

"I'm not like that suer deh, I follow the way you date that I think I want. Although my mind is tormented, until this time it is not enough to prove that I am not a jerk like you accused?" now it's Firlan's turn to babble, Vira's cornered, and embarrassed to be precise.

"I'm sorry." said Vira lowered her head, not daring to look at her lover's face.

"Yes.." one word that is enough to make Firlan smile and wipe the shoots of Vira's head, more precisely ngacak-ngacak ya.

"Now we go to the hospital," Firlan approached Vira and wrapped the seatbelt around her body.

"Well? yes yes I believe, do not need to see the sister, I'm ashamed..." Vira tugged at Firlan's clothes, like a child.

"Well, why did you also meet the sisters? haish ... We go to the hospital because I want to canter the boss's suitcase, you definitely want to jengukin nyoya amartha," said Firlan, while Vira saw the man did not understand.

"What's the matter?" Vira looked at Firlan seriously.

Finally Firlan recounted the incident that befell the wife of the boss who was also a friend of his girlfriend. Vira shut her mouth in disbelief at what Firlan said. A trace of worry was clearly imprinted on Vira's face. He was very worried about his friend.

"Why not say daritadi anyway! let's go spit!" Vira told Firlan to quickly step on the accelerator.

"But I'm a laper, not yet breakfast," Firlan rubbed his stomach that held back hunger from earlier.

"Drive thru aja on the road, I pngen met Amartha, already a footpath!" Vira was insistent while shaking Firlan's arm.

"Cuuun used to cake, it hurts..." The spoiled Firlan pointed at some wounds on his face.

"Will the asphalt?"

"Cruel!" Firlan bedecak is upset.

While in the hospital, Amartha was conscious. But the doctor did not allow the woman to do a lot of activity because her condition is still weak. Be he just fell asleep in bed.

"Firlan took the suitcase in Turkey or in Africa, huh? long time ago, people! the clothes are uncomfortable!" satya complains but is still heard by Amartha. The woman simply stroked her husband's arm with a smile.

"Why? what do you want, honey? you want to eat?" satya asked who felt a touch on her arm.

The oxygen mask had been removed, so Amarrha was more free to talk.

"He's..." Amartha pointed at her stomach with the look of her eyes.

"He's fine, don't worry .. he's still with us, he's still hanging in there, he's a strong boy-to-be" said Satya, who touched Amartha.

Amartha smiled, and tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Don't cry. I mean, you can't have much of a thought." Satya kissed his wife's forehead, carrying Amartha in her arms.

"You must have been hurt because of me..." Amartha lashed his body.

"It's because I'm less alert, don't worry. What matters now is your health and hers..." Satya stroked his wife's stomach.

In the middle of the conversation, there was someone walking towards Amartha's ward. Slowly the door opened, making the two men turn towards the door and display a figure that he was very familiar with.

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