The Blocked Love of Amnesia
Release Him and His Presence Part II

Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi. Answer it!Read first Bismillaahirrahmaanirrahiim yaa let bahaya.nDon't forget to read the previous episode yaaayaya you baper. Be careful if you want to read. Let's enter the world of Risa filled with drama. But not Korean drama but Indonesian drama. Wkwk. So the abbreviation is not drakor but drain. Haha.

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Me, Ahmad and Rina arrived at this cool and beautiful courtyard of the house. I think from the past until now, the atmosphere here was so comfortable. It never changes.

I got off Ahmad's car. I found a car that was familiar to my eyes.

"Yes!" I shouted as I looked at Ita's nostrils sitting in the front seat of the house. Yes, while blogging.

"Rise?" his screams then ran to hug me.

I wept.

"Risa, you don't cry. I'm sure your mother will be quiet there." Said Ita and then stroked my back.

"Do you know?" my many.

"I know from your neighbor. You're patient, yeah."

I nodded then let go of my embrace to Ita. "Let's go in!" take me.

"Wait, I brought you something. You must be happy." Ita then re-conditioned the camera.

I scrunched my forehead.

Yheng!

Renaldi came to me. My body seems helpless. Where's couch? I'm gonna faint!

Why would he be here? Why is there someone I love here? Wh why? I just tried to take Andrea off. And now, why did he come here?

"Renaldi?" I asked between being happy and not coming.

"Ris, I'm sorry, yeah. I didn't know you were coming home because your mom was sick. I just found out from Ita yesterday afternoon."

"No papa" I replied.

I see him, so sincere and empathetic to me. STOP Risa! Don't look at his face. As long as you look at her face, you will be drunk on love for it. You're already married. Your husband is next to you. Keep feeling.

"Know, Ita, Ren. This is my sister Rina" I told them.

"Rina," said Rina while receiving Ita's hand.

"Hi Rina, that's pretty, anyway. You're less beautiful than your sister, Ris."

"Hahaha," I laughed.

Renaldi wants to shake hands with Rina. But Rina closed her hand and closed it. "Rina," he said later.

"Ah yes, Rina never shakes hands with a man who is not her mahram. Sorry, Ren."

"God willing," cried Ita. "I ngefans with Rina. I was beautiful, well, pious, wearing a hijab. Istimewaaaa," Ita started to be coquettish, making my grief a little less.

Renaldi smiled wryly.

"Hi Dede is sweet," said Ita and then turned his lips. Randy laughed at that. I smiled knot.

"Euuu, this one .. This is Ahmad."

"Hi," Ita tidied her hair. I chuckle amusedly. "Such a handsome man" Ita whispered into my ear.

I took a breath. A handsome? Hmmm, try me to check first. Yaaa, that's handsome, anyway. Really handsome. I described him from top to bottom, yeah.

Ahmad has well-groomed hair, not messy. Her skin is normal, smooth and pleasing to the eye. His eyebrows are black, thick as caterpillars. Her eyelashes are plump and thick, her eyes are cool. I liked. His eyes are dark brown. Jaw firmly. Her nose was sharp, her lips were red and clean. It has a thin mustache that grows neatly. Also a thin beard. Very thin. Probably shaved. It also has a sideburn that seems to have been shaved as well. Hmmm, what else? Ah yes, when viewed from my beautiful eyes, Ahmad's body is cool, you know. Kayak models. Wish, steady. He's got Arab ancestry, kali, yeah. I'll ask, ah. I'm his wife, hihi.

"Rise!" yell Ita. "Gapain, anyway, look at him for a long time!" ketus Ita's.

I'm holding the shame, "uh yeah. It's Ahmad."

"Udah know," replied Ita. "Your sister? Cousin? Old temen? A neighbor? A pal? The ex?"

I immediately cut ita cerocosan that if not cut will not have an end. "Suami," I replied firmly. Makes Ita's jaw hover.

Ita scrunched his forehead as did Renaldi.

"What?" ita jerit. "Hahaha," he laughed strangely. "Are you serious?" he asked with a gawking face. Staring at me then looking at Renaldi, looking at me again, then looking at Ahmad and looking at Rina then staring blankly at me.

I closed my eyes and nodded while breathing.

"Wooow, I just found out that you're married. When did you get married?"

"Last night" I answered.

Brucks. Ita dropped her head onto Renaldi's shoulder. Renaldi panicked, so did I.

"Yes, what's wrong with you?" I was worried then approached him who was leaning on Renaldi's shoulder.

"No. I was just acting, to be more dramatic," Ita opened her eyes. Then stand up straight. Tidying up her hair.

"You're! Again seriously even kidding," I said annoyed.

Lina looked to stare a smile. While Renaldi, there is no mimic of his face that I can interpret. Between disappointment, sadness and I don't know. He was clearly moody. Probably haven't eaten since morning, uh. Or not yet a CHAPTER. Oops; Evil times you're Risa.

"Yes, everybody. Come on in, it's hot in here" asked Rina. I forgot to bring them in. So happy with Ita coming here.

Lina walked towards the door of the house and opened it. I entered, as well as Ahmad who was still holding Rendi. Ita also entered. While Renaldi I think he's sitting on the patio. Hmmm what's wrong with him? Is he sad because of me that others already have. But, does he love me? I have not loved her all this time, but I do not know her. Whether you love me or not. Because he has never expressed his love for me. Unlike Andrea, she has repeatedly expressed her love. Ah, Andrea, I remember her again.

May you be happy, yes. My little friend. Alumni of the heart.

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Wednesday, 08 Jan 2020

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