THE LOVE OF ALKA
01

The sky of Paris looks cloudy, as thick as Alka's heart this afternoon.

This was the third time Alka had proposed to her lover but was again rejected.

The reason for the rejection is still the same, because of career.

"If I marry you and we have children, my body could be damaged, I won't be able to model anymore." Sarah's words were still ringing and made Alka feel hurt.

Alka opened her suitcase, put her clothes and stuff in there, she has to go home to Indonesia today.

I don't think Alka is here anymore.

Four days He was in the line just to prepare a surprise proposal for Sarah but all in vain because Sarah again rejected it.

The door opened, and Alka saw Sarah enter the hotel room where she had been staying for several days.

Sarah hugged Alka from behind.

"Are you going home now? We've only met for a moment."

Alka let out a long sigh, on the one hand she still wanted to stay here to let go of her longing for Sarah but on the other hand she felt heartache for Sarah's rejection.

"I have to go back now because of the work I've left behind for this."

"Are you mad at me, baby?" Sarah asked, now holding both hands to Alka's neck.

Alka forced her smile, "I was disappointed, I proposed to you three times and you still rejected me,"

"I beg you to understand, give me another year. I just want to finish my contract and after that we get married." Sarah was convincing.

"That's what you said a year ago when I proposed to you, now you say that back to me then next year when I was going to propose to you, are you going to say that again?"

Sarah shook her head, "No Alka, I promise you. Right now I'm just not ready. My career is good, I don't want to waste this opportunity."

Alka again forced a smile, "Alright I understand, but I don't know if next year is still re-applying to you or not." The word Alka made Sarah surprised.

"Why would you say such a thing? Do you want us to break up?"

"Then for what else? I couldn't hold back much longer. Holding back every day, you're in Paris while I'm in Indonesia. I really can't Sarah." Alka.

Sarah was speechless, "Do whatever you want now but please don't ask me to get married now." Said Sarah carrying Alka's hand to the button of her shirt but quickly Alka refused, pulling her hand from the button of Sarah's shirt.

"I love you Sarah, I just want to do it when we're married, I don't want to ruin you." Alka said "If you can't get married now it's okay, I can understand but I don't know if next year I'll propose to you again or not, I don't know Sarah."

Sarah cries at Alka's words, Sarah loves Alka very much but Sarah cannot leave her career just for the sake of marrying Alka. Although after marriage, She will become a Mistress and do not need to work but that is not what Sarah wants, she just wants to get her dream all this time, become a famous model.

"I beg you, I don't want to break up." Sarah said crying.

Alka who could not bear to see the woman he loved was crying and immediately hugged Sarah.

"I didn't break our relationship, I was just disappointed. I'm sorry and don't cry anymore." The word Alka wiped away the tears that soaked Sarah's cheeks.

"I promise to return to Indonesia often for you."

Alka smiled, "Yes you have to do that or I'll be really mad at me."

Sarah nodded, stopped her crying and smiled.

Sarah drove Alka to the airport, though she still missed Alka, but she could not force Alka to stay here any longer.

"For your health, don't go on a strict diet, I don't want anything to happen to you." Alka said when she reached the airport.

"Yes you too, don't forget to call me when you get there."

On the plane, Alka sighed many times, She wanted to forget about today's events but it was still difficult.

"What should I say to my parents Sarah, again you reject me, they will not accept." Mumbled Alka with a sad face.

....

The lesson had just ended, Amina immediately cleaned up her book so as not to be left behind in the drawer. Amina soon left the classroom, she had to go home and help her mother work at Mr. Karsa's house as a maid.

Three days ago his mother's stomach acid disease relapsed so she should not be tired, instead she had to replace her mother's position in the afternoon so that her mother still has income for her school fees.

Amina walks quickly so as not to be late until she accidentally hits Rania until Rania's phone falls to the floor.

Pyarr.

"Yes aampuunnn." Rania's angry voice was heard.

"Crazy Lo yeah, don't wear Lo's eyes!" Shouted Rania grab her phone that fell and cracked.

Rania tries to turn on her phone but Rania's phone is dead.

Rania showed her phone to Amina "Lo look at this, my phone is broken!"

Amina lowered her head, not daring to look at Rania "Ta but, I didn't accidentally Rania."

"Not intentionally said? Don't want to know if you have to change my phone!"

Degs... Amina's getting scared.

"How much is your phone worth?"

"26 million."

Amina's eyes were round in disbelief hearing the price of such an expensive phone.

"Lo has to change!"

"Ta but Ran, I don't have that kind of money."

Rania laughed cynically, "Gue doesn't want to know, it's Lo's business. I want Lo change if I don't know Elo same aunt let Lo's mother who the maid was fired with my aunt!"

"Don't Ran, please don't." Pinta Amina with reddened eyes held back tears.

Even though only a maid but her mother's job can make her live and go to school like this, Amina can not imagine if her mother does not work how her fate will be?

"Where? Just change it!"

Amina nodded weakly, She doesn't know where to get as much money. The savings he has are also not that much at this time, even half of it does not exist.

"Gue write them the phone is the same color, you have to replace it immediately." The word Rania gives Amina a piece of paper inscribed with the brand name of Rania's cell phone.

Iphone pro max 14, deep purple

After giving it to Amina, Rania immediately left Amina.

As Amina cried, she did not know what to do to replace Rania's expensive phone

SERIATE...

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