TRUE LOVE For MAYA
JUST GO WITH MAY

At 4 o'clock Lingga has left the office. A bright smile cannot be separated from the corner of his lips, like a man who is feeling the kasmaran, falling in love for the first time. Forgetting the problems that exist, put a moment of the burden that is on the shoulder. He was enjoying his heart that was blossoming.

The man took Audinya to the memory lane, on the music from the car tape as his travel companion, his lips moved occasionally, chanting word for word, along, and the tone of the band that once shone in his golden days.

Please God

Just this time

Give me strength

Looked into his eyes

Please God

Just for once

Launch my day

I was with him

I was with him

The song explains his mood and expectations this afternoon. Taking a shower in the office, the man chained up. Wearing his favorite denim pants with a white collared shirt top. Impressed relaxed but did not eliminate his good looks.

Not to forget, he sprayed his expensive perfume at how many points of his body. The man looked fresh and fresh, even younger than his actual age.

Not felt, Audinya has turned to enter the area, the commercial area of shopping centers, food, children's entertainment, to the many interesting caffe-caffe options, to name a few, which became the caskrong of young people today who are commonly called millennial children. It is known as the memory lane.

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While in the boutique, Maya can only resigned to the behavior of her friend. The woman was busy removing her own makeup kit, Dina continued to seduce Maya so she wanted to dance.

Although Maya has repeatedly refused, but Dina still forced. He is more enthusiastic when he will meet the man who will soon pick him up.

"Don't cut down on Din's furniture, there's a rich monkey mask I'll have.." Maya protests when Dina will stick powder on her face.

"You're dizzy with eyke.. If the customer is as cranky as this.." Dina follows the style of a mince, one of the employees of a beauty salon, whose rukonya is next to a jewelry store that once turned down the street where the Kang Ojek and Kang cilok puja.

"Can it be?" Dina spoke when Maya always dodged.

"No." Maya answered immediately.

"You are May.. In the polishing bit is very difficult anyway.. It's just the same powder lipstick dikit, mascara dikit, eyeliner dikit, eye shadow dikit.. That eyebrow? no need.. Your eyebrows are tidy and thick."

"Little.. Scant.. It will be a hill.. Keep piling up, no ah Din, I don't care.

Sow powder with lipglos only.." Maya begins to remove the makeup that was already stuck on her face.

"Yeahhh.. Is there a dong work that I carved on your face May? You become manglingi know that you wear make-up."

"What do you think of my face as a wooden statue, you carve? You are sandpaper."

"Good idea, May.."

"Dinaaaaa."

Previously, Maya had told Dina who the man named Abang in her contact list. The friend demanded an explanation for why Maya got to know and work in the Lingga apartment.

Flashbacks.

"Have a heart, May.. Ask about? Do you love that man called Lingga? The man you called your brother, the man who kissed you. My advice, Do not be too quick to make a decision by closing yourself and rejecting it. Do not let you regret, take off something that could be, that man who will change your life for the better. That will make you the luckiest woman.."

"I didn't teach you to cheat, I taught you to be an unfaithful woman. But see? How's your household doing? How's your relationship with Haris?"

"It's time you questioned him, May.. Is there still love in her heart for you, May? If she loves you she won't hurt you, even ignore you."

"Do you have to beg them? Kowtowing at her parents' feet just to find out about Haris? Sorry, May.. If my words are wrong.. I'm your friend, I know how you traveled with Haris during the household. I just want to support you, see you're happy with anyone, as long as that guy really loves you and takes full responsibility for you, May."

"God gives us happiness through anyone. Maybe one of them is brother. I'm sure May, you dare to approach you because she already has a plan that can't be conveyed with you. Brother will not go that far, and dare touch you if there is no strong love in his heart."

"But Abang is still the husband of Alisa, Din.. I don't want to get on the stamp as a man's husband's usurper."

"Different, May.. You deserve to be called a snatch of people's husbands if the house is in good and harmonious. But reality? From what I heard from your story about the chronology of Alisa's arrest.. Can we guarantee the woman doesn't cheat on you? Brother is also not May's stupid man, who will just keep quiet by not looking for evidence.."

"Keep me how?"

"Yes... Just go with May.. As long as you can limit yourself. True love will find its way even with all the obstacles. If said Kang By, if the soul mate is not going anywhere.."

"Beeehh... It seems very appropriate that I am nicknamed Dina the poet of love." Dina giggled amusedly at her own words..

"Not Dina the poet of love, more precisely Dina the servant of love." Maya blinks her lips.

"If we were thick marsupials, May.. It won't be hard for us to break away, make decisions and take care of the divorce."

"meaning?"

"Yes.. For example, like most celebrities of the country, they just pay the trial and file a lawsuit, completed. And we're just waiting for the call.."

"Call? What's for?" Maya asks because she does not know the course of the divorce trial.

"Nature call.. My stomach's heartburn.." She got up from the couch and went to the bathroom

"Dinaaaaaa.."

Maya throws a sofa pillow over Dina's body, her friend always manages to upset her and laughs.

Avoiding throwing pillows, the woman immediately ran into the bathroom laughing out loud. Tease Maya by singing her favorite song.

Falling in love with millions

Let day, let night, overshadow his face..

Falling in love with millions of beautiful

Let it be black, let it be white, be sweet..

Before continuing the song that I was singing by Dina with a loud voice and her cry from inside the bathroom. Maya turns off the light she was wearing outside.

Clamps.

"Yeshaaaaaaaaaa....."

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The phallus parked its vehicle not far from Ros Butiq. Turning off the car engine, Lingga lowered the window glass so that there was air coming in. On seeing the clock on his expensive watch, the clock has shown at 4 o'clock past 30 minutes. Another 30 minutes of Maya and Dina's working hours will be over soon.

Lingga noticed the three-storey shophouse from the car, the shophouse that became the business place of Mama Rossa, the woman he had always avoided all this time. At the front parking lot along the way, there is no heart-red CX 8 mazda belonging to Aunt Rossa.

Opening the phone, Lingga called Maya's number.

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