Brondong Pare
Cherlly's pov
I'm standing in front of Rafiz's apartment, I know our relationship has not been good. The unreasonable jealousy of the brondong.
yes..that's the problem if only there was a little trust for me. Maybe we don't need a break like this.
I exhaled roughly, feeling tired because of work and recent problems that drained my emotions. I don't know what I should do later.
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When I pressed the bell, the door opened and a sweet smile appeared on Rafiz's friend. A sense of relief appeared on his face,
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"Thanks, ma'am... you have come... happy I want to come," he said
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"You're his friends, you should be able to take care of him" I scolded
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"Is there you, Ms. the handler, what are we doing..." said Diego
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"Rafiz is in her room, sis, she's not tame yet. She's still nagging like moms and dads who are late being given monthly money by her husband. It's genuine, sis, it's messy," complained Dimas
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"What do you usually do? You're the Soulmates. What's the point of letting him get drunk anyway, I'm sure he's also doing other things right? my protest
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And they smile like horses
I stepped into Rafiz's room, for some reason I didn't feel well.
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"DIM...DIMAS....why did you tell that girl to leave. I haven't finished yet...." and you can already guess who the owner of that voice is
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I glanced at Dimas who was starting to feel awkward, his face was pale. Diego who was next to him was grinning sour... it was obvious they were hiding something from me
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"Eh. How come you're Cherrly.. the feeling that you were wearing a sexy dress. Wow, I think I'm sick, Dim, cooking the girl we brought here to be my girl. That's great, Dim, Ms. can do magic. It's very similar to Cheryl. , Strange " he said while forming his hands like love like Korean Oppa
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"This person is sick," said Diego, "what are you trying to do with a girl," he continued, full of panic signs
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Rafiz approached me and stood in front of me.
He stroked my cheek gently while his left hand stroked my hair.
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"It's so great that you can appear at every opportunity. I don't want to be sick like before, if I wasn't emotional and possessive, you certainly didn't invite me to break. "But you just kissed me, why is it tasteless? Not like usual. I miss you" he added
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"Kiss???" I glanced at the poison duo
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Diego and Dimas can only scratch their heads which I know will not itch, they signal that they will leave the two of us.
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"Fiz" call me
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"WHAT...Are you saying break up with me?"
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"Hades.... haven't said anything yet, have you checked. Do you want us to break up?"
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He shook his head "Want to get married, call your father. Says Rafiz wants to marry cherly dad, so cherly doesn't get along with Sibiru Hitam"
And you know, after that he passed out
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PERFECT
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Morning at Rafiz .'s apartment
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Rafiz pov
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I blinked, my head felt dizzy. My eyes searched the room trying to process last night's events,
Well...I'm still in my room, Diego and Dimas are reliable. They can prevent me from doing things beyond my control
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"Morning, are you awake?" asked the figure I missed, even though we only didn't meet for one day.
Suddenly the figure kissed my lips briefly, I just blinked my eyes. Between believing and not believing, he did this first.
Just Like a dream, my sweet dream
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I blinked in disbelief,
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"Must be a dream" I muttered
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"Since last night, you've been doubting that I exist. What kind of demon do I look like?" he protested
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"It's weird, you suddenly came first" "You want to be better right?" I guess
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He laughed triumphantly as if he won the lottery and I lost a lot
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"Are you sure? Did I ask you to make up? The feeling last night was that someone asked you to marry!"
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Wait, Marriage
Oh, Lord...
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I grabbed my hair all the memories of last night swirling around,
Damn, I'm ashamed...
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"I think I'm a PHP victim... the one who asked for marriage was just talking," he teased while pretending to be sad
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"Just keep teasing, until you're satisfied" I muttered as I went to the bathroom
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"I'm waiting in the dining room, I've made fried rice. Don't take a long bath, I want to work on the deck" he teased again
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"ANJiR...!!!!!"I shouted
And he laughed again, celebrating his victory.
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After cleaning myself up, I went to the dining table. On the dining table, my favorite fried rice is already available, how can I melt, it's perfect.
I sat down, began to eat my breakfast in silence.
"Tasty?" he asked
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"Mayan," I said curtly, even though in my heart I was dancing happily until I wanted to somersault
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"It's really dirty, last night even though it's so sweet. It's like sugar" he protested
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I snorted in annoyance,
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"I'm sorry," he said
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I frowned,
"I'm emotional, you're too possessive of me. You don't trust me either, that's why I asked us to break up." "I don't mean to continue my relationship with him. For me, he's just a fad. I don't know the long-term effect. the length, because I think my ex is mas Bayu, not a person in cyberspace, so I decided not to share it with you," he explained.
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I'm still silent, looking at the beautiful face that usually always cheers me up
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"I hope you're not angry with me. If I'm honest with you one thing" he asked
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"What?" I said coldly
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"Do you want to know who Darkblue is?" he asked
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I just nodded my head, even though I'm lazy to know that.
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"But you promise, we will face this together after this. Don't think weird anymore about me" he said
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"Who?" I asked to the point
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"What?" asked back
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"black-blue"
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"Is dark blue the black blue???" he asked innocently and for some reason I was getting annoyed
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I just glared at him, and he started to smile bitterly. As if he had something to say, but he didn't want to say it to me.
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"That dark blue.... um.. um... that.. Turns out he's... Randy" he replied
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And... once again my rival is my twin brother
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I immediately stood up to him, asked him to stand up and hug him. That's all I can do, I will defend it no matter what.
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"Promise me, in your brain and heart you can only have me"
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And he nodded his head in my arms
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"You're not angry anymore are you?"
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"a little"
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"Then you want to take me to work right?"
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"I'll take the car keys first, after that I'll go," I said while kissing his forehead
I don't know what makes me feel comfortable with him, as if I was hypnotized to always be by his side. His existence is like an addiction to my life.