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Raka today I went home to rmh ak, sorry because gk found out more km dlu. About ak buru2, jdi jga dri km baik2 yes, focus sma what km work. I'll be back as soon as I can...😊😊
Wita typed a message for Raka and after sending her left her boarding house.
"Mom, I go home first yes," said Wita saying goodbye to her boarding mother.
"Be careful on Wit road, indeed you are not in the same anterin yah your girlfriend" said the boarding mother.
"Mother can, she's not my boyfriend mom just for me she's a special person. I don't want to take care of him anyway, or maybe he's busy working." Wita smiled, the boarding mother just nodded in response to Wita's answer.
"It's my go ma'am, assalamu'alaikum," Wita went to work on his bike to leave the place.
Fifteen minutes later, a car pulled up in front of the car.
"Witha's mother there?" asked Raka suddenly at the boarding house that was sweeping the yard.
"She just left home earlier," explained the boarding house.
"Oh yes ma'am, thank you ma'am excuse me to go home." Raka immediately left with a disappointed look.
"Why did he stay in me, without waiting first." muttered Raka daydreamingly looking at the steering wheel of his car.
"Son, if you want to meet him why not just come to his house." suggested the boarding house.
Raka smiled as she said, "Thank you ma'am for the advice." she passed away.
"Wita is indeed a lucky girl to be able to get a perfect man like that," said the boarding mother continued her sweep event.
Raka called Wita repeatedly but there was no answer at all, how not Wita is currently enjoying the beautiful road home.
Not to mention that his phone has been given a silent mode of course he will not realize that Raka called him.
He thought Raka would understand after he sent that short message. That he only came home for a few days, there was business that he had to do in his house. Nawa will have a few more days of marriage and of course Wita must be present at the event, can rampage Nawa if Wita is not there.
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An hour and a half later Wita arrived at his house.
"Assalamu'alaikum," said Wita.
"Wa'alaikum greetings," the family replied in unison welcoming the arrival of Wita.
"Sister!!!" Wita's sister jumped straight into Wita's sling.
"Your brother's brother cape let him rest first" said Mama Wita.
"Kangen mama," said Wita's sister hugging Wita tightly.
"Gakpapa ma, justin he asked me to carry until satisfied." Said Wita bringing her sister into her room.
Inside the room Wita's sister immediately went down and left just like her sister was just missed in the arms by Wita. When he saw his phone. Wita is shocked to realize so many missed calls from Raka.
"Gosh," surprised Wita noticed the incoming call that had reached more than ten calls.
"You are Ka-Ka." Mumbled Wita while shaking her head in disbelief.
If I don't return her love I'm really a stupid woman. Inner Wita felt lucky to have found a man like Raka in this world.
A new call came in and Wita picked it up.
"Yes hello" replied Wita.
"Why hasn't my phone been picked up?" ask Raka across there.
"So I was on my way and my phone was in silent mode, sorry." explained Wita feeling guilty.
"Have you arrived?" ask Raka again.
"I've been resting in my room" replied Wita.
"Don't tell me you were speeding on the street, usually it takes less than two hours." Raka asked for an explanation.
"Wita? Why are you quiet, something's wrong with my question?" ask Raka from across there.
"That's it, actually." Wita no longer knows what to explain. It was better for him to be honest than to make many more excuses to Raka.
"So if it's not wrong I bring eighty kilometers per hour more" explained Wita.
"Wita, from now on you don't fight again on the road even if it is in a hurry to remain a danger." suggested Raka from across there the man was so worried about Wita.
"I know, but it's a bad habit that is very difficult for me to lose," said Wita, he if already feel bored on the streets with reflexes he will speed up his bike even though it was slow at first.
"Don't repeat it again" said Raka did not stop advising Wita.
"Yes I will try" said Wita, remembering his mother who scolded him while speeding on the streets he still did.
"I hope yes, I have business" said Raka intended to end the call.
"Yes" replied Wita. The call ended.
For some reason Wita was a little disappointed, at least in his hope Raka went to catch up with him and came to his house. But still Wita could not expect much, he knew Raka was a pretty busy man.
Ah, if he had come here. Inner Wita.
"What the hell am I thinking" said Wita.
He was getting ready for that shower. Then intending to sleep, he felt completely exhausted now.
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While visiting Nawa's house, the woman seems to be very busy with her own business.
"Seribet is your business, Wa, want to get married." Wita.
"Heh, you will also be your own race. Although exhausting this is fun." Nawa.
"A fun tired?" Tanya Wita was confused.
"I'm sure there's no surprise for you. The point is that later you will be doing it yourself," Nawa explained to Wita.
"Hmm yeah, okay I'll be rasain." Wita.
"Indeed you and Raka will quickly overtake me?" Ask Nawa.
"You don't know, college isn't over yet. Not working yet, how do you want to think about marriage." Wita.
"But it looks like in Raka he can't wait to get married to you" Nawa said.
"Hahaha, could you please Wa." Laughter Wita broke he really did not expect if if he really would marry as soon as possible with Raka.
"Seriously deh Wit, be careful at people's nicks." Nawa.
"No papa Wa, I believe the soul mate will not go anywhere. We as humans can only live it."
"Although we really love that person but it turns out we are not fooled also want to be flanked. Heartache yes, we also can not do anything and inevitably we have to accept whatever happens later. Either happy or hurt." Obviously Wita he stood up from his seat.
"Yes, too, Wit" said Nawa.
"At the same time I believe in Raka, she is a very loyal person with her love." Wita smiled confidently.
"Hehehe, of course he should." Nawa embraces Wita.
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"I go home first, Wa, I want magrib. Drugs!!!" Wita went to wave her hand.
Will I also marry Raka. Inner Wita began to think about the future of her marriage.