Carmen's Love Trap
Statement of Love and Jealousy
Carmen
Seeing Mas Zaky's upset face made me even more eager to prank him. He was on the phone with Papa and it was seen that he was being homelinized because it was time to work but had not even come to the office. This opportunity I use to go down and chat with Sister Goddess.
"Sister, please hot-hot brother Mas Zaky huh. I told you that I will go for a walk with Bari later this afternoon. Mas Zaky looks really sprained. Excited to be bullied, Brother," I said in a whisper.
"Kok you want the heat of your ex anyway? What's your plan, Baby?" ask Kak Dewi with two suspicions.
Sister Dewi can not just lie. After all, Kak Dewi has received a lot of knowledge from Abang. One of them is that science can't be that easy to lie to.
"I just want Mas Zaky to feel what I felt first. I want him to know what it's like to wait for someone who's never seen us at all. Sis Dewi wants to help me?" I have not received the reply of Kak Dewi when Mas Zaky came.
Thank God, Goddess is helping me. I saw Mas Zaky blushing with annoyance. I saw from the reflection of the glass how Mas Zaky left the shophouse in annoyance. Let alone. Let Mas Zaky get into my trap. Let him know how I've been feeling all along.
In the afternoon according to Bahri's promise to come to the shop. He got on the bike and because it was a bit cloudy we decided to go with my car instead. "Baby, I saw a culinary snack festival. There's snow ice, mozzarella meatballs and chiki steaming. You want to go there?"
"You will" I replied.
Bahri also drove my car through Jakarta congestion. I occasionally stare out the window and see the streets are crowded with vehicles while the road narrowed with the construction of the pavement getting wider.
We arrived at the location at 7 p.m. The culinary snack festival is getting more crowded at night. Many office workers stop by after work. I stared with sparkling eyes at the foods that tempted my faith. "I want that one!" Point me at one of the ice stand podeng.
Bahri queues up for me while I buy some other food. Finished waiting in line, Bahri looking for my whereabouts that have been wara-wiri from one stand to another stand. My hands are full of snacks that I don't know how to spend.
"Oh my God, Baby. You've been fasting for a month and getting revenge? There are so many foods you buy!" bahri Omel.
"Once, everything's good. We're looking for an empty place to eat. Come on!" Bahri helped me bring food and we were looking for an empty place.
We ate while enjoying live music. I remember when I proposed to Mas Zaky in the middle of live music. It seems like a year has passed by faster. Is it because I've wasted too much time loving a man who's never seen me at all? Every time I remember why it hurts?
"That's even daydreaming!" bahri's nagging made me realize from my daydream.
"Sorry," I said briefly.
"Why? Old inget?" guess Bahri.
I replied with a small smile.
"That's very aggressive about your ex-husband. Surely you're very happy because now he's chasing your love?" sindir Bahri's.
"Yes .. you could say so. She felt the way I felt this year, "I honestly answered.
"You'll take it again later?" ask Bahri.
"Aren't you looking for someone else to replace your ex? Me for example?" ask Bahri.
I'm reflexively looking towards Bahri. Seriously, I know. "I don't love you" I replied honestly.
"You are, really. Really honest. Keep my feelings a little cake. You know I like you, give me a little hope. Make me hope and give me a chance to close the wounds you feel. If you don't give it a chance, when will it heal?" ask Bahri.
"No want. I don't want to give you hope and opportunity. I don't want you to close the wound I feel, either" I replied frankly.
"Marrel!" bahri Cibir.
I smiled a little. "I'm stingy. I don't want my wounds closed, because the wounds I feel will get wet and even heal longer. Just leave the wound open, let myself finally treat my wound,"
"I don't want to give you hope. I've been hurt, I don't want to make you hurt any more. Let only my wings be broken, lest you sacrifice your wings so that I may fly high. Later on, I won't come back and keep flying around looking for a more beautiful place,"
"I don't want to give it a chance, because I didn't give myself a chance to feel loved. I was too greedy and loved others too much. God has condemned me, for I love His servant more than His own creator. It's my fault and little by little I'm trying to fix it" I said at length.
Bahri suddenly grabbed my forehead. "It's not hot but why is it like a high-heat guy who's almost convulsed? What are most snacks? Surely. It must be mostly snacks, love snacks from me ha .. ha .. ha ...."
I laughed when I heard Bahri's joke. We forgot the love statement Bahri said and went back to enjoying snacks and live music. I drove Bahri home until my new shophouse came home. It's 11 in the night. I'm so sleepy.
I got out of the car and was about to open the fence when Mas Zaky came up to me. His face looks angry. "Where did you get home this late? Go with a boy who is not a mahromnya do not know time. Don't you know what time it is? What if he gets to you?"
I ignored Mas Zaky and still wanted to open the fence. My hand was suddenly held back by Mas Zaky. "I'm talking to you again!" he said firmly.
I didn't want to respond but the grip of his hand on my arm was so strong. Makes me unable to move. The longer it feels painful. "Deliver!" I said firmly.
"I'll let go if you hear what I'm saying. Don't go with that guy again! For your safety!" mas Zaky's orders.
I smiled a little. "Why? Why can't you go with Bahri? What's your problem?" askaku.
"I don't like you going with him!" answer Mas Zaky with emotion.
"Then? I should do that?" sindirku.
"Well, because you .. you ...." Mas Zaky was confused as to what to say.
"Since I've become your ex-statro, please don't ban it and disturb my life again!" I kicked the shins in the calf of his leg Mas Zaky until he complained of pain and let go of his hand. I opened the gate and put the car in. Screaming from the rearview mirror he was still on tiptoes in pain. Feel it!
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