Love and the Past
The Part 90
Just about to climb the stairs, the sound of the door knocking was heard again, Salsa turned around and looked at the door.
"Who else? Open what don't ya?" salsa Mummings. "It's not too late either."
Salsa decided to open the door, smiling kindly at the man standing right in front of the door.
"Why Brother?" ask Salsa.
The old man gave a crackle that I don't know what it was. "Gofood, ma'am," said the man.
"Sorry, I think it's wrong, I didn't order anything." Salsa refused the man's gift.
"But the address is correct here mbak, on behalf of Azka Afrizal," said the man again read the address as well as the name of the order.
Salsa's smile expands upon Azka's name, she grabs the bag. "Sorry brother, the person is not ngabarin, thank you," he said.
"Take it together, come." The gentleman got on his bike and left.
Salsa again locked the door tightly walking to the dining table to see the contents of the crackle. Azka always knew her meal time, if she did not have time to take her out then the man would order food for her.
After dinner alone Salsa returned to her room, locked the door of the room as usual, sitting on the edge of the bed while playing mobile. Checking what was said in the classroom grub, feeling unimportant, Salsa kept the flat object and went to the bathroom to wash her face and everything else.
Azka is calling ....
Azka is calling ....
Azka is calling ....
Three missed calls.
Salsa called her boyfriend again or he would get a tantrum for not answering.
"Where?" ask Azka across the phone after the connection is connected.
"From the bathroom" answered Salsa, laying her body on the bed. "Azka thanks for dinner, it's really good."
"Hm."
"Oh yeah, thank you for the necklace, it's so pretty, right?"
"Lo likes?"
Silence no longer makes a sound, but the connection is still connected, both Azka and Salsa are both silent, maybe running out of topics.
"Azka!"
"Hm."
"Gue's beautiful?" salsa asked suddenly.
"No."
Salsa could only let out a long sigh, blaming her for asking such a nifty guy like Azka.
"Are I really not pretty? You like me because of what?"
"Bigger and sloppy," Azka replied.
"Ais you can't do what I'm good at, at least you say pretty despite lying," Salsa pouted without Azka seeing. Maybe if the head of Avegas saw him he'd be anxious.
"The plan wants to open Bo but because it's ugly, it can't sell either."
"Salsa Natasha Anjani!" azka shouted across the phone, making Salsa immediately keep the phone away from her ear, or Salsa's ears will break. "How much does it take, Hm? I'll rent you tonight till morning." Azka's voice sounded cold.
"Gue .. I was just kidding Ka, yes times," Salsa was nervous, her intention was only joking but Azka was even angry.
"Sleep!"
"Well, I'm ready to sleep, I'm dead."
"Lo's still on."
"Azka don't say lo ...." Salsa got out of her sleep, ran to the balcony and stood there. Sure enough, Azka was in front of the fence.
"Ka, what are you doing there, heavy rain, how are you sick? Go home!" pinta Salsa, thankfully the man got in the car.
"Get in and sleep!"
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