When Married?
KM Part 83
Sastra walked into the Hotel Rattan Inn Banjarmasin followed by Tommy and Andrew, the three of them had booked three suit rooms and would stay one night here before returning to Jakarta the next day.
In the afternoon Sastra wants to walk alone for the wind while enjoying the afternoon in this city, he drives his own one of his cars stored at Wira Medika Hospital.
Literature drove his car to the Barito River bridge, he sat down a food stall around the riverbank and ordered typical Banjarmasin culinary while enjoying the beauty of twilight in the river.
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Flower's Cake & Bakery looks crowded this afternoon, Nisya and one other worker busy serving customers who come. Because the process of making and baking cakes has been completed, Bu Marni and Bunga also intervene to help serve customers who are booming.
At exactly five o'clock in the afternoon all kinds of cakes sold out. The workers and Ms. Marni immediately improved and pasted the writing RUN OUT on the glass wall of the store.
While the others were improving, the Flower said goodbye to his mother to come out. The girl was walking down the street along the Barito River, she was about to go to the bridge to enjoy the beautiful twilight of shahdu there.
The location of the cake shop is close to the Barito River so it only takes a few minutes to get to the famous bridge in Banjarmasin.
The flower sat in a somewhat quiet place on the bank of the river near the bridge, letting a gentle breeze blow its face. He opened the glasses he wore and in his shop the long hair he always rolled every day. Flowers have very rarely decomposed his hair, even he has long never worn makeup on his face.
Actually, the reason Bunga wears glasses is only because he has not been able to look at the eyes of his interlocutor directly if the person talking to him is a man.
Yellow bellows have blurred to decorate the horizon, its beauty makes those who look at it feel peace and longing.
Flowers felt her chest so tight, had she forgotten Literature? The answer is of course not, all this time his heart was filled with worry.
Flowers hate Literature but still love her, the saddest point in a person's life is when he hates and loves the same person and is unable to forget her.
The Barito River has always been a witness to how the girl shed tears of pain and longing. After a satisfied cry, Bunga returned to walk home before it began to darken.
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Literature looked at the beauty of the twilight sky of the Barito River, making her sense of longing more and more filled her spirit soul, her eagle eyes filled with deep lonely streaks.
He closed his eyes, and the wind blew on his face. Then the wind carried a familiar scent past his sense of smell, the scent he so longed for, the scent from the body of his beloved.
Literature gasped and opened her eyes and looked around her, looking for where the scent came from. He got up from his seat and ran around here and there in an uncertain direction like a chick that lost its mother.
His eyes and nose continued to search but did not find the source of the scent, after tired of running Sastra into his car. He neutralized his breath, then took out a cell phone and stared at the photo of Flowers that became wallpaper on his phone.
My flower, for missing you too much even just now, is like smelling your body, it seems like I've gone crazy. He muttered with a bitter smile.
Literature revives and drives her car back to the hotel, she drives slowly while walking down the street.
His eyes looked to the right and left, and he saw a cake shop. Literature intended to stop by because the store seemed to attract his attention, only to see the writing printed RUNY emblazoned on the shop wall glass. Finally he abandoned his intention and drove his car through the store.
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Author says many thanks to the faithful readers of the novel WHEN MARRIED, do not forget to peep also the new author's story entitled Forgive Me, can immediately click on my profile yes, please dicemilin hopefully like the plot, thanks 🙏😊💕