Waiting for First Love to Return
Planning A Lot of Support

"Loving next to that side hurts. It hurts us who try to always be there, but only he who is not there is always in his memory. " Continue Rena sighed listlessly.

"When it hurts to love without being loved, why not just stay? Why not just open your eyes to see who loves you more sincerely." Trying remind.

Saying it's easier than running it, isn't it? I used to be that way too. Why spend time waiting for the lost? Why not accept with grace the one who came? Bang Bagas used to remind me that. But I always care about ears. No matter and never consider his words.

And now I'm smart enough to give advice like I used to hear? Just photographing the coffee of their words that used to be shown to me.

"It's not that easy, Shay. Hearts can't be forced, can they?" The heart is always a reason to refuse input.

"Yes. The heart cannot be forced. But what's wrong with trying?"

The food is over, the drinks are over. Just discussing dead ends, there's no way out. Only for reasons of a heart that cannot be forced, make yourself not accept any solution.

"Eh you're here apparently. Auntie's looking for you." The sound from behind me. He's Keysa and Karin's aunt who's got the stuff she's looking for.

"Yes, tan. Laper, so find a meal. Auntie want to eat first?" Rena said welcoming the future in-laws to come, and politely offered a meal. While Karin has taken a seat next to me with eyes not switched from a smooth phone. That's not the phone, has it been changed? Ah. the rich, huh? Just cracked a little new replace.

" Nggk. You guys are done eating. Go home yok. I will be in the afternoon." Reject it and look at the time that is past noon. "Yok Tasya's son."

"Yes aunt, come on." My answer is not polite.

"Want to go home or find someone else first?" Asked Rena who was standing ready to step away. I've been standing up, calling waiters to pay the meal bill.

"Go home now." My answer. There is no other plan.

"Son Tasya used to work in a bank, huh? So what's it doing now?" Ask Aunt Keysa as she walks out of the mall.

"Currently a housewife, tan." Answer me for what it is.

"Emang no more work planning what, Sya? Or are there signs of having a baby?" Ask Rena with a soft face.

"Nggk need to get up to ,Re. New marriage how many days are also signs." Singing lips.

"How many days has Tasya been married?" Aunt Keysa asked with a warm smile. And Karin? Don't ask me. He is too good with his own world. Game.

"How much? Almost two weeks, Tan. Actually there is a plan, want to open a small business." I diverted my discussion about marriage.

"What's that?" Ask Rena enthusiastically.

I explained about my desire to start a culinary business through online. Because there is no place to open a food stall, let alone a restaurant. And to start it will leave food in the stalls first. And accept orders by online.

"Th mantab dong. Moga succeeded and sold well. I admit your cooking is delicious." Rena's sincere prayer that makes me more excited. And gave me a thumbs up praising my cooking.

"Emang really you pinter cook huh? What's that cooking?" Aunt Keysa was interested. Ask with an enthusiastic face.

"Pinter, no, tan. I never went to school in that field. Just a hobby of cooking, people say delicious. So, what's wrong with trying to pursue a hobby in order to produce as well. If the type of cooking, I often try anything. Traditional cuisine often." Obviously embarrassed. But there is a spirit that supports my intention

"Owh so? His aunt's son is also in the culinary field lo. The restaurant. They opened some branches. But there's nothing here. Tomorrow it'll work together." Aunt Keysa excited to remember the family's advanced efforts. And offer cooperation. Make me ashamed. Ah, my dimeh business is starting not yet, already wanted to be invited to work with a large restaurant.

"Yes, Yes. " Rena is no less excited. " David wants to stay here. Who wants to renovate his grandmother's house, too. We can work together later." Rena whispered in my ear. But the whisper was heard by someone close to us.

"Yes, indeed David during his childhood lived with his grandmother and grandfather. Since her grandparents died, she has been staying with us. " Aunty responds to Rena's whisper. Which indicates that he heard .

"Owh is that so? That's why he wants to keep his memories with his grandmother. " I said chimed in.

"Yes, son Tasya. We say goodbye, split up here, right? I hope another time I can see you." Pamit Aunt Keysa when it has been lobbied, and there is already a lamborghini car waiting for him.

"Yes, aunt. See you next time." Reply politely.

"Doain yes. Maybe I have a chance with David . Let us be neighbors, in the same village. Business together ." Whisper Rena before leaving, which I answered with a thumb. Sip.

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The heat this time was very hot. Makes lazy feet step under its light. Looking for shelter, enjoy the breeze that blows. Or survive in a cold AC building.

This afternoon Marta had no class. Waiting at the campus park until the next class. Take shelter under a shade tree that shields her from the sun. Read the latest story book he bought. Waiting for a lover comes after previously sending a message to meet, and Johan agrees.

"Wait, ten more minutes I'll come." Fill in Johan's reply after Marta reveals a heart that longs to meet. Just met yesterday.

Marta reads books, with occasional eyes glancing at the campus streets whenever a car comes. Waiting and hoping that came was the person he was waiting for. A minute, two minutes, three minutes, , , , up to ten minutes passed, but the awaited one never came.

"Where the hell is Johan? He said ten minutes until. It's been over a minute, not yet." Grumbling in solitude. Continue reading the book, but cannot focus. His eyes always see the streets repeatedly, so he does not understand the storyline he reads.

"This over three minutes "Wait with fret . Back to the time indicator. Mark the book, then close it, put it in her carry bag.

The luxury sports car stopped not far from where Marta was sitting. Marta saw him, but was upset that it was not her lover's car that she had driven. The sports car only stopped, without turning off the engine.

"Ih. Very long time." Back to the clock. It's been five minutes. "Usually Johan is never late if I meet." I don't know who he was protesting against. He bowed his head, scratched the ground with his shoes. Creating an abstract painting. Indistinct. He was upset about waiting in a matter of minutes.

"Hay dear." A very familiar voice. Johan, who else? Martha raised her head, looking at the direction of the voice. Sure enough, Johan got out of the sports car with his hands waving towards him.

"Would you pick up or take a taxi?" The sound of the person still in the car with the glass window open.

Deg. She again?

"Taxi. It's gone." Reply Johan shouted, and waved away.

"okkey. I'll go too. I don't want to be a demon for dating." The cry was followed by a laugh, and closed the glass back. Speed without a fuss. Which makes Johan kicked the empty air with mockery because of his brother's speech.

"Sorry, it's late." Johan said softly, and sat down beside Marta.

Martha had forgotten about her lover's delay. At first he wanted to be angry, but the arrival of a man who was similar to the person in his brother's past was more disturbing.

"You why the hell? You actually fell in love at first sight with her? " Johan sat across his legs, looking away at his face knowing that the lover had noticed the car driving away.

"Whose name?" Marta asked curiously, not caring about her jealous boyfriend. Is he really bang Arfan?

"Eh, do you really like him? Can you ask about other guys with boyfriends?" Angry shouting.

"Why angry? I'm just asking you! Ask her the name of the sign like that?" Not accepting mistakes. Get angry and get angry. Is he the one who can be angry?

"Yes usually is. Ask a name, no hp, pdkt, soan. " Beber Johan about approach tips." But don't like him. He has a disorder, doesn't like women. Here is a normal guy who loves you, ask the others." Sulk him.

"You are mas. He said brother, even badmouthing it." Kesal Marta's.

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