Love Behind the Scenes
Chapter 4 Mothers Are Everything

Fikha who had just entered into his boarding room looked very tired, of course tired, too far away from the trip he had just traveled, 1 transit, of course, and after arriving in the capital immediately greeted with traffic jams that boomed under the hot sun, vehicles that passed by did not want to wait, and did not want to wait, of course added to the cradle of this city, the city, a city that is very old when viewed from its condition.

When I was in my room until I forgot to hold my phone, I realized that my internet quota was dying, aka it was over.

No messages or notifications entered for the last 2 weeks, just enjoy my company with my family and re-assemble me with valuable people make me forget to check the condition of my phone.

Reluctantly I went out again in front of the boarding houses looking for a counter seller pulse, after getting what I was looking for, I immediately went home again with a tired face that I could not hide anymore.

Arriving in my room without babibubebo I immediately lay down while breathing heavily.

I heard the incoming message shortly.

#treeeet the vibrations are bothering my ears.

I got it, and opened the message,

"Ahhhh, from Cika apparently"

"Fikh, come home from the village bring souvenirs by ya🤭️"

"The order is son of mulu food." I mgedumel myself.

"Sorry, I forgot to bring souvenirs, anyways I can't open a message from you, because I ran out of quota before I got to my village️" (Send)_my reply.

And there was one account sending two messages to me, I glanced at it and smiled to myself.

"Crazy yes this person, because I did not reply even sent a message again" with an amused expression like it had been tickled.

(Danny Milton)

"Then say your name, age, where are you from, and where do you live?"

"Haha... This person wants to get acquainted what would be an interview looking for a prospective wife hahaha" said I am increasingly amused to read messages from him.

And 2nd.

"Oh hey what are you doing?"

"Truly a scary guy, it seems he terrorized me, hahahaha" I laughed until I rolled around in my bed.

But, as a result of my pity on him I finally returned the first message.

A few minutes later after replying to the message, I fell asleep. When I wake up at half 6pm, it means I'm asleep for two more hours.

With laziness I took a towel and was about to take a bath because it was late at night, just before applying for a bath I ordered food from grabfood first. And rushed to shower.

"Ahhhhhh, fresh bath, sleep also adds stamina" I told myself.

10 Minutes I came out of the bathroom and changed clothes. The next 30 minutes my order came, while pressing the power button on the TV remote, I sat back and enjoyed my meal.

"Important news today, the main director of Bhakti Karya Group has been able to go home, and declared healthy again" said a TV reporter who was airing local news.

"Well, it's a pain if eating money is not right" ngedumelku not right. (warning yes reader can not be prejudiced, and can not be imitated ya️👌)

#Treeeet shakes my phone call.

"who else is it, disrupt my time"

my nagging stopped when I saw the name on it.

"DANNY MILTON, ohhh, ohhhh my gosh he was quick to reply to my message🤔" I thought.

"Why did you reply to my message for so long? is it out of sentences?"

"Ahhh yes, sorry I just have a quota, as long as I go home to the village I do not check the quota first, sorry once again🙏, but who do you want me to reply to your message?" (Send)

I lay it on my softest and most comfortable bed in the world.

"Oh, well I forgive you" (Danny)

"I'm sorry? For? What's wrong?" (Fikha)

"Your mistake is ignoring every question from me, so you need to be punished for it" (Danny)

"It's not fair, why I'm the only one who is wrong, why I'm the only one who should be punished, even though you're wrong, disturbing people's girls, you also deserve to be punished😳" (Send)_ I'm including my ordered emoticons.

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