The Vegetable Buyer's a Milyader
Heart Dilemma
”I can't believe what you said because this morning before I came here the woman was sleeping,” Daren denied the news.
”Please check by yourself or you can ask Medina my wife is currently also there,” Kamil said. ”I'm not pumping you but I don't want you to fall again a second time, sick loh if the love that has been fought for turns out we can't even have,” continued Kamil.
”Gosh don't mock me or because you feel free together with Medina you insinuate me?” daren was upset.
”Fakta, I can't if I have to keep silent to see my friend suffer, I've seen my mother covered by my papa so where might let you repeat the mistakes of my parents.”
Daren was silent to Kamil's words for him this man was a brother and a place of sighing because his family was far abroad and it was impossible for him to share the story because he himself was not so familiar with the brothersthat brother.
”I have to what?”
”Don't rely on just one love let alone one you hope is still tied to another because there are other things that are more important than just pleasure alone, Alea is pregnant with the seeds of others.”
Kamil patted Daren on the shoulder after saying the sentence as if to support her to stay strong and not careless in making a decision while Daren was only able to sigh after Kamil left the room.
”So should I forget you, Alea,” says Daren. Not wanting to think about her long back to struggling with the file this was the only way for her to forget her disappointment, honestly she was disappointed that Alea lied to her today.
”It is better that I ask him directly later after coming from the office it is better than I have to be prejudiced against others,” muttered Daren himself again continuing his delayed work because his mind was chaotic.
At Alika's house, Medina is peeling fruit for Alika, the woman is eager to be accompanied by Medina at home even though Alea and Farhan are more comfortable with her daughter-in-law.
”What Kamil has told you,” asked Alika to Medina.
”Not yet, just leave Ma. If she doesn't come home later, let Medina take her to her office.”
”Cannot, Medina. You are pregnant so do not be too tired,” said Alika.
”Alea where? Looks like he hasn't come home yet, right?” alika asked because she no longer found her other daughter-in-law no longer seen in her house.
”Maybe it's in the middle room, would you like to talk to her let Medina call you now?” tawar Medina's.
”Bby.”
Medina came out to call Alea but what she saw was that the two couples were having a big fight behind the house. Alea who realized that soon re-entered himself intended to apologize to Medina who saw the quarrel and hoped that Medina would not tell the others.
”Mama looking for you Alea, please go to her room right now yes.”
”Please don't say anything about this yes,” Alea said then sobbed.
”Yang patient, all there must be a solution,” said Medina who had heard Alea asked Farhan to fire Laras but Farhan kept it because of its good performance.
”Remove her tears and immediately enter the room do not make mama suspicious!” medina whispered a smile and gave her a tissue.
Alea smiled as if someone understood her situation.
”I'm in now.”
Embedded message from Daren who asked Alea whereabouts in this house, Medina also only answered yes to questions from Daren briefly because she was worried about misspeaking later. Medina was saying after lunch she did not want to linger at Alika's house considering the woman was sick and needed rest
Medina opted out of a side door that was directly connected to her home after saying goodbye to Mbok Iyem.
***
”Vin, yesterday why not take us to your house?” saskia asked, ruffled waist in front of Malvin made him careless to see his behavior.
”I don't know if you guys want to come anyway yesterday just play basketball doang at home I'm not sure you'll feel at home for long in my house because you guys prefer a walk to the mall,” says Malvin.
”Yes but if you offer both of us how could we possibly turn it down right, Sa?” Saskia nudged Salsa's arm, who was busy replying to messages coming into her phone.
”I-iya also Vin! Why don't you invite us both to come along yesterday afternoon and prefer Intan when she is a tomboy girl,” exclaimed Salsa made Malvin upset because Salsa made fun of Intan.
”You should not, because after all Intan is a good and understanding child with his other friends even though he does not have enough money like we are here.”
”You defended him because you like him, don't you Vin?” ask Saskia. ”Didn't we meet at the beginning I have also expressed my love for you but you rejected me!” Saskia ran into the toilet and Malvin felt guilty about it, honestly, he himself does not want to play with the name of love and repeat the history of his two masters who married young due to a bad relationship.
Maybe it was the way it was, Malvin scrambled his hair rough he became confused with what was going on because he was not an expert in this kind of problem. Should he report to the Baron telling him about all of this that there was he would definitely be laughed at.
”Vin, what happened?” Intan approached Malvin who looked chaotic.
”Do not know me, that Saskia expressed her heart to me while I was not interested in being in a relationship with anyone.”
”You've explained it?”
Malvin nodded, ”But he didn't seem to accept, what should I do?”
”Sabar, maybe he is indeed being sensitive at this time.”
English material is ongoing but Malvin can not focus because Saskia continues to look at him and it is very disturbing, until the lesson was over Malvin could not absorb any of what Daffa described so the man called him into his office.
”You must be angry with the teacher because I have noticed you are not focused at all,” said Intan.
”It's obvious because I can't focus!” Malvin ruffled his hair again he was frustrated whether his father Daffa would be angry with him. ”I go to office first yes.”
Malvin stepped away from Intan with Denis after his friend came and knocked on his door where he was in front of the room.
”What did papa call me?” malvin exclaimed, making Salsa on the sofa surprised to hear Malvin's call for his English teacher.
”So she is ... ?”
Daffa and Malvin looked at each other unwilling to bother with the thought of the girl. ”Malvin tell me if I heard wrong?” salsa urged.
”No, you didn't hear wrong with all this. Now I'm asking you why are you here?” Malvin asked back because of his frustration with the bucket-skinned Salsa, soon the whole school would know if Malvin was the son of their teacher Daffa.