The Promise of Love to My Cousin

The Promise of Love to My Cousin
Chapter 3


Marco dropped himself on a soft, comfortable bed while picking up his phone on a small table on the right side of the bed and contacting his friend who lives in San Francisco's, USA.


"📱 Bro where are you so crowded on my phone? " tanya Marco yawned wide while rolling on the bed.


"📱I'm at the regular billiard club we hang out every weekend, Bro. What the hell isn't it that you're in Indonesia? "


"📱That's a real dong you, Bro. Yes, until I was so tired of the night being locked up in my room by my Opa until I learned how to work in his company on Monday morning as a regular staff.."


"📱Good dong, Bro. You can learn to be a normal adult man and take responsibility for your every action for your own future, so from today on you learn that you can forget your nightlife and Claire the girl you don't deserve to love because she's a matre girl. "


"📱But, Lucas, I can't forget it in my heart and mind because she was the first girl to make my life colorful. "


"📱That's because you don't know what the real character is, Bro. Forget Claire and start fixing yourself up so you can have success in your life. "


"📱Jeez, it's free to talk to you, bro. You are the same as Opa, Papa, Mama and the people in my Opa house in Jakarta that both no one can understand me.. " said Marco who instantly deactivated his phone in annoyance.


Marco also chose to activate the laptop at his desk near his bedroom window and contacted one of his social media friends who he had long known lived in Jakarta as well.


"Sandy, what are you doing malming this time? " wrote Marco in the chat column on his twitter medsos.


"Biasalah ngedate same girl I. What else is elo himself? Is Elo not the same as Lo's girl? " wrote Sandy who lay comfortably next to her boyfriend who hugged her warmly.


"Sama I also ngedate the same girl I. Okay, I won't bother Elo anymore. " wrote Marco who immediately changed the screen of his social media account and found the instagram of a beautiful girl he knew was Salsa.


Marco opened the Instagram profile photo of Salsa Angelica Wijayanto one by one and he found one photo of the girl standing together with a handsome guy wearing a hat with a background is the Fatahillah museum.


"Huumm, who is that guy who took a picture with Salsa? " thought.


Marco found the name of the man named Eric Santiago listed below the photo on Salsa Angelica Wijayanto's Instagram account and caused discomfort in Marco's heart.


"Emm, why would I care about that little girl who has nothing to do with me at all? " sargah Marco's.


In the other bedroom, there is Salsa Angelica who is activating her social media, her Facebook account and looking at photos, videos and other posts that appear on her phone screen, her Facebook homepage.


"Salsa, tomorrow's Sunday do you have an event? " wrote Eric Santiago in Salsa Angelica Wijayanto's Facebook status comment column.


"Nothing, Brother. Wh why? " salsa Angelica wrote in her Facebook comments.


"Yes, I want to go on holiday to Ancol with Brother Eric" Salsa wrote.


"Well, tomorrow morning at ten in the morning I'll pick you up at your house" Eric wrote.


Salsa Angelica Wijayanto recalled that she was not at her house but at her Opa house so she immediately wrote the word could not go on vacation to Ancol with Eric on the grounds he had to learn to the school's economic review is on Monday.


Salsa Angelica Wijayanto sighed then she chose to go to bed fast on Saturday night on the first day she had to stay at her Opa house in South Jakarta to strengthen her good relationship with Marco Antonio Brown Salim is his fiancee.


Sunday mornings were bright enough for Marco who spent his morning breakfast in his private gym to nourish his physique until the gym door opened for Salsa Angelica Wijayanto to walk into the gym with bring her a small towel and a glass of fresh orange juice.


"Good morning, Brother Marco, it's time to take a break after your workout by wiping your sweat with a small towel and filling your empty stomach with this glass of fresh orange juice. " said Salsa Angelica Wijayanto, who offered a small towel and a glass of fresh orange juice to Marco, who put a heavy lift or barbell on the floor before receiving a small towel and a glass of fresh orange juice from Salsa Angelica Wijayanto's.


"Yes, thank you very much, Marco replied briefly and then wiped his sweat while enjoying a glass of fresh orange juice and looked at the beautiful, petite, sweet and cute girl before him.


"Sir Marco, may Salsa ask you a few things? " ask Salsa carefully to Marco who has returned the empty glass to Salsa.


"Yes, go ahead" replied Marco who walked out of the gym room towards the stairs in the right corner of the large room of their Opa house.


"What hobby is Marco's brother?" ask Salsa Angelica Wijayanto at the bottom of the stairs to Marco.


"It depends a lot on my mood." replied Marco who immediately stepped upstairs to his room.


"Sir Marco, if you're done taking a bath, what if you accompany me on a vacation to Ancol with Salsa's cousin and friends this Sunday?? "Salsa continued to follow Marco to the door of the man's room.


"Hmm I may be tired of being home all day since I came home from the United States to our Opa house, I have not had a chance to meet my friends who live in Jakarta. "Insponsor Marco held the door handle in front of Salsa.


"Well, Salsa got ready in her room Salsa and waited for Sister in the Corridor near the stairs. " salsa said she was very happy because she could go on vacation to Ancol accompanied by Marco so that she could get permission to get out of their Opa house from the Salim family.


Salsa Angelica Wijayanto made up her body to the left and then walked quickly to her bedroom with Marco staring at the door of the man's bedroom itself.


"I will never let you go to Ancol with that man alone, "inner Marco.


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