Although Not Perfect
The tomboyish girl

Amelia Pramesti

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Assalamualaikum, friends readers...

After a very long vacuum, AQ began to miss nie ma your comments, because AQ felt he had a friend in the genitals...😌😌

Actually this is an old story that I made together the same as the old one, but only got up now...

As always, this story remains sweet and tickling, hopefully entertaining....🤗

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"Mother Amel to Tasya's house huh..Assalamualaikum.."I said while kissing mother's hand to say goodbye.

“Waalaikum greetings, Yes.be careful , greetings to her mother Tasya ya Mel, say thank you, the cake that yesterday was very good.." said the mother with a smile and blink of her eyes at me.

"Ih. I would love to be loved again, right?" I also stepped out and narrowed my eyes because I smelled my mother's strange gurgle.

Mother only cheerfully nodded her head while waving my hand.

Mother base there's always a mode when I go to Tasya's house. Indeed mama Tasya is one of the subscriptions of loyal mothers and often bring food when it comes to sewing clothes.

I walked down a paved road that had started to bump because it was often passed by heavily charged vehicles. I sometimes cover my face with the jacket I carry to avoid dust from the broken road.

Yes, I am Amelia a 22-year-old girl who lives in a cluster housing complex, because only a simple family, my mother can only afford type 36 which is located far enough inside.

My father had died ten years ago of illness, while my mother was a home tailor who was quite a lot of customers, despite the mediocrity of my sister and I managed to go to college on a scholarship. Now that my brother works out of town, last year he married his office mate and settled there.

This is where I live with my mother. This year I finally almost finished college and next month the plan will be an internship at a company.

This afternoon, my feet stepped into the house of Tasya my best friend and my college friend majoring in Business Economics. His house is one cluster with my house, only he's a rich kid with a type 150/200 house that is at the front of the main gate.

The two-story house began to look, I slowed my pace when a large white car of the latest output drove towards the house Tasya.

When I got into the courtyard of Tasya's house, a man got out of the white car. Mas Reza Tasya's. Looking at me she just smiled briefly, and just passed by.

I knew him when I just moved into this house, six years ago. She was just married to Vina. They are a couple who are so romantic, like the king and queen of fairy tales because the handsome guy and his girl are also very beautiful.

The couple was also kind and friendly to me, because almost every day I played or studied together in that house with Tasya. After getting married Reza and Mbak Vina occupy a new house, but they often visit because the papa is sickly.

"Amel..quick in!"tasya exclaimed from the balcony of his room.

My feet half ran into the house, I saw her mother Tasya in the dining room talking to Reza.

"Assalamualaikum.happy afternoon Aunt." my greetings as I passed by them.

"Waalaikum salam, Mel.happy afternoon, come in aja dear.." said her mother Tasya with a friendly smile.

Then I climbed the stairs to Tasya's room and immediately entered to find a room with shabi chic shades. In accordance with the beautiful character of Tasya, pampered and spoiled like a prince. Contrary to me who is cute and spontaneous.

"What a long time!!" the girl's nagging me.

“Yes I thought you were going down, right there is mas Reza below, you don't want to meet? I think he rarely comes here, right." I said when he dropped himself beside him.

Ah..after walking under the blazing, really comfortable this air-conditioned room..

"Hhh.now he's not cool, Mel.got care about the people around him, don't even care about himself, exactly undead know no, his life is really messy" grumbled my beautiful best friend while combing her long hair.

"When it happened three years ago, right.."I said as I lay down on the bed Tasya enjoy the comfort of this room without caring about my hair tangled.

About three years ago, Vina, who was six months pregnant, had severe bleeding and was rushed to the hospital.

Actually since marriage up to two years they have not been given offspring, because it turns out there is a cancer that grows into malignant in the womb mbak Vina. The doctor suggested a surgical removal of the uterus, but Vina insisted she would not.

A mukzijat finally mbak Vina pregnant, but the family mbak Vina blame mas Reza because of the pregnancy, mbak Vina's health deteriorated. Because of the bleeding, doctors could not save the life of the mother and her baby.

It really ruined Reza's life. In addition to the death of a woman who was so loved and her future baby, the condemnation of Vina's mother's family further sank her.

"Actually I feel sorry for him." said Tasya disperse my daydreams.

I have my best friend who is laughing at it.

"However, at this time papa is not able to take care of the company, so inevitably he must actively take over the work of papa.."Tasya took a snack at the table and handed it to me.

"Where is your papa now?I never saw him out of the house." asked me when I received a snack given by Tasya.

"Yes, his age is old so rely on mom if you have to go out to get fresh air.."

Papa and mama Tasya are twenty-five years apart. His father Tasya, a forty-five-year-old widower, married a twenty-year-old girl, his mother Tasya. Now he has almost seventy years, it is natural that his physique is no longer fit.

"Papa must have thought of Reza's condition, Mel. He wants to see Reza mas soon remarry so as not to dissolve with his sadness.." said Tasya while occasionally enjoying a snack with me.

"Oh so!! is there a candidate for Reza?"ask her.

"Mama often introduces her to her acquaintances, but she always dodges after the first meeting"

"really? If so just match.."sahutku origin speaking.

Tasya looked over and was surprised.

“Eh really too, you want to marry Reza?" he came straight to me

“Hin...How so I do, you know my own type, which is a sweet item, there are feathers chin.mmm macho so”ucapku imagine a macho man with a sideburn on his face.

"Heleeh .. Your brain must be full of Caucasian men again right.great fun ah!! Gini aja deh Mel ..mending I try nyomblangin you guys aja, you also jones that way, no problem right..!!"

"No ah mas Reza is too beautiful and smooth, anyways I'm still missing the business of ma man!"

"You still think of that bug?” ledek Tasya to me.

"Lack of work, kayak guy that I've dipped into the Indian ocean, he will not be nongol again in front of me.."sahutku sewot...