TRUE LOVE For MAYA
THE SUNGA LINGGA HANUNGGARA

"What's her name? Maybe I can help."

"Name as Linga.." Maya recalls her full name.

The Sutan Linga Hanunggara.

The man before him smiled wryly.

"What business would you like to see him?"

"Broadcast files. But I put it in the reception section called Ana. Ohya, if you meet him. Please tell her there's a safe for her from Maya."

"Yes, I will tell you." with a slight nod of his head, the smile had not disappeared from the corner of his lips.

Linga is not like other businessmen who always dressed neatly in a white shirt wrapped in a suit, complete with tie. Nor is it like an office man with shiny black pants with a straight iron line extending in the middle line.

He prefers to wear casual clothes, wear denim pants with a black collared shirt and his paforit leather jacket. He will wear a shirt suit complete with his suit and tie when attending important events that concern his company's interests.

His relaxed appearance did not detract from his authority as well as his aura of leadership. The man still looks handsome and stunning.

"Who's your name?"

"May... Maya Mawanda's."

"Alright, Maya. If I meet him I will tell you."

"Is my brother a journalist?"

"Please take it that way." The man smiled back.

In the taste is enough, Maya put the washlap into a bowl of water that has been cold.

"Thank you, brother. The pain is starting to diminish." Maya gets up from the chair.she immediately parted because she remembered Kang Ojek waiting for her.

"Let's wait." The phallus calls before Maya disappears from her sight.

"Yes Brother.." Maya turned her body.

"I'll call you."

"For?" Maya frowned.

"For.. Emm... To let you know that the man called Lingga has got his title." Lingga quickly looked for an excuse.

"Ooh.." Maya has her mouth rounded.

"Yes, thank you.. But the receptionist will call me back if Mr. Lingga has received the file." Maya gave her sweet smile before leaving the room.

I hope we can see each other again later on May.

The phallus spoke in his heart, for some reason, he wanted to see the woman again, for which he himself did not know the reason. He just followed his heart which spontaneously felt like he had an inner bond that he still could not interpret.

He only feels comfortable when he is around him. It was as if the woman was able to give him positive energy and he hoped to see her again.

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As soon as Maya left the room, Lingga immediately stepped towards the reception desk.

"Good Day, sir." The woman stood up as Lingga approached her desk

"Siang Ana...Is there a file for me?"

"Oh, yes sir. There was... A woman dropped it just now." Ana gave the map to her superior.

Terimakasin Anne.." The phallus takes the map that Ana thrusts.

"Oh, yeah.. Which contact number? The phallus almost forgot about it.

He left the ground floor and returned to his room on the fifth floor. This building is not like skyscrapers like other companies. This Print Media Building only has 7 floors.

Every day the employees will be busy with their duties in the management section. Lingga as the owner of one of the rising TV stations in airing and prioritizing various kinds of news about the country, law, politics, sports, crime, culture and others.

His Chanel TV does not feature a flying fish drama show or doom.

Sitting in his chair, Lingga opened a noisy file of writing in the form of typing. A proposal submission of a series of news about health that will be a monthly article in the tabloid News Group. Not critical news at an emerging politics.

"Relias.." Lingga mentioned the name of the owner of the file he was studying. A friend in arms while he was still on the field.

Of course, it was an incredible success and can be proud of by a Cjokro Hanunggara Sutan. Only, his success must be smeared with the case of his wife.

The last time he communicated with Haris, when the man resigned due to illness. After that, he lost contact no communication, his contact number changed ataw indeed could not be contacted.

"Why didn't he meet me himself? Why should I have Maya deliver it?" The phallus speaks for itself in wonder.

"Who is that woman? What's Haris' relative?"

Lingga did know that Haris was married, but he did not know the woman his friend married, until Haris had to resign.

The phallus instantly copied the number written on a piece of paper. Once saved it turns out that the number is connected to the green message application.

He opened the application to see the profile photo installed. The thumb presses and enlarges the image so that it can be seen clearly. 'Beautiful' one word came out of her mouth. The lips that were usually tightly clenched, were currently moving to the side smiling thinly.

Because of curiosity, he opened the status that had just been uploaded by Maya. A faint smile adorned her face as the woman uploaded a photo of the temple still bruised with the Kepentok

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As for Maya, the woman had just stepped down from her subscription motorcycle that she ordered without an app. Just send a short message Kang Ojek directly come to pick him up. After paying the price of the deal, he immediately entered the shophouse and will continue his work until the end of his working hours.

"Why is your temple May?" Dina asked while paying attention to Maya's jidad.

"Bashing aka kepentok."

"Kog can?"

"Well, here's the evidence." Maya brings her temples closer to her friend's face.

"You're it!" Dina is looking at Maya's behavior. "You want to send a file what would you like to be a circus performer? Kog can knock? Where'd your eyes be put?"

"Here.." again Maya pulled both of her eye bags down and showed them to Dina.

"Yesamea..." Dina yells anxiously and chases Maya who runs towards the sofa.

"Don't tell me you've started stressing May. As a result of the clumsiness of your behavior becomes strange." Dina slaps her ass on the waiting couch next to Maya.

While no customers have come to buy ataw just looking at clothes. Maya and Dina will sit on the sofa while chatting ngalor ngidul, telling a lot of things. Especially if it is not about the household and high wishful thinking.

Leaving the hometown with a makeshift pilgrimage they hope their life turns into a decent one in the capital.

But the Nasip brought them in this kind of situation. Dina chose to leave her husband because she could not stand the behavior of gambling against chickens, had little money from bets, spent on buying drinks.

The peak of the commotion to decide to divorce, the chicken is made into a dinner menu with rendang seasoning. While Maya, still survives the condition of her husband who is no longer able to provide a living born and bathin although the man never roughed up, but the pressure and treatment of the mother-in-law is very painful.

"Until when will you survive May?" this was the umpteenth time Dina asked Maya.

"That's it .. I don't know. Maybe to the extent that my patience is beginning to erode the era."

"You're May.. Altitude." Dina poked her lips.

The two talked while holding the ceiling of the room cold.

"It is better to be like Aunt Rossa May, despite being a second wife but her life is fulfilled, in love with her husband. Look, the way he is, he's not lacking. He's got a treasure.. Whatever he wants, he can do. Want this, want it, want to buy expensive items, to travel abroad. What's the name if it's uncomfortable."

Dian keeps babbling and Maya just listens.

"Hustt. Don't talk carelessly! What we see and hear does not necessarily correspond to reality. Every human being has a different way of life.. To get something big must be full of struggles and obstacles. Sometimes we just look good, don't see the hard."

"You want? Get everything you want but don't admit it in the eyes of the world?"

"I mean May?" Dina did not understand the last words of Maya.

"Already ah, kog we even tempted Aunt Rossa anyway.."

"Ayokk.. Better we snack, look for ammunition to your very tamvan gebetan kang cilok gegad raya."

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