The Blocked Love of Amnesia
Renaldi and Kostan (Part II)

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I was greeted by Laela's mother, the owner of the boarding house with a friendly, as well as Cici the funny. I still remember them. Cici always nitip siomay if I snack in front of the boarding house. He and I are very close, I consider him a little brother. And Ms. Laela, a kind mother, always reminds me to eat and take a bath. Hmmm, I finally met them now.

"So Neng Risa doesn't remember who A Ahmad is?" ma'am Laela asked after I sat down and chatted for a while about the calamity I had experienced.

I'm shaking.

"When that time, Neng Risa himself called Cici's mother when Neng Risa married A Ahmad. And at that time Neng Risa pampit to stop ngekost here, because want to stay with A Ahmad. Neng Risa hired a courier at that time to take Neng Risa's things that are still here."

I bit the tip of my lip. It turns out that it's true that I'm married, there's no way that everyone conspires and lies.

"Mother misses Neng Risa, has not seen her for a long time,"

Laela's mother hugged me back. Maybe he felt sorry for the misfortune experienced by me. Cici looks sad looking at me, only this time I see her sad look, usually she is always cheerful.

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"I am here, yes," I told Ahmad as I was returning home. Actually, I and Laela's mom talked, and I'll stay here again, anyway I still have the right to live here because I paid for 6 months. So far it has not been 6 months.

Ahmad gasped at my words just now.

"Why?" tanyakanya. "Do you like our house less? Or do you want to move to a house around here? Or, ...."

I shook my head, Ahmad stopped talking. "Please understand, yes, I want to try to remember everything, who knows by staying here there is a memory that I can remember,"

"But, Honey, ...."

"I beg you, baby, don't you, same me?" I asked him to try not to argue anymore.

Ahmad sighed, then nodded. "Okay, if that's what you want, I'll have my driver deliver your things from home."

Ahmad left, without saying goodbye. I caught a look of disappointment in his eyeballs.

Sorry, Ahmad. I felt so strange, I also wanted to recover soon, so that I could remember everything. And don't act weird like this. Excuse me.

I looked at the back of Ahmad's car which was now invisible. Someone patted me on the shoulder, I immediately turned my head.

"Ah Cici, kirain who, I'm shocked."

"Why Tea?" cici asked, her eyes glazed over. "Pity of Ahmad." Further.

I took a breath and sat on the terrace. Cici.

"No idea, Ci. Why should I forget my memory?"

I grabbed my hair for two seconds, taking off the twill that felt attached to the root of my hair.

"Teh, at that time Risa Tea called Cici. If Risa Tea is married and wants to move. Cici was surprised, why Risa Tea married in a hurry and did not miss Cici. Then a few days later Teh Risa called again, Cici nanya the same Risa Tea, why the sudden marriage? Risa Tea said, it is destiny, we must accept destiny with a chest of air. Risa tea remember?"

I'm shaking.

"Hmmm, if you may give me advice yes Teh, mending Teh Risa now go home and try to always interact with A Ahmad, Cici is sure, Risa Tea memory will recover over time. Yes, Cici went inside, yes Tea, laper hehe, want to eat siomay."

I nodded then smiled wryly. He is still a fan of Siomay.

Oh God, I'm so dizzy. I don't feel like crying in this loneliness.

I remembered with Rina, Rika and Reki, how are they? Do they know about my current condition? Who are they living in the village with? I have to call Ahmad. Yeah, gotta! I need to know how they are? Where do they currently live and who is financing their lives?

I took my phone and called Ahmad.

"Hallo," I said. "I want nanya, my sisters in what village are they?"

"They've been living in pesantren, I was the same time you took them there." Ahmad replied, his voice still soft and polite.

"I don't remember, you know, too! If I were amnesiac! I don't remember some of my memories! I can't remember!!!" I'm even emotional.

"Sorry" replied Ahmad there.

I hung up the phone and went into the hostel. Lock yourself in the room.

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I opened my eyes slowly, it was already night. And my things have arrived at the boarding house. I felt my stomach rumble once. I was hungry, I stood up and walked out of the room to the bathroom, intending to wash my face, after which I went to the fried rice merchant in front of the boarding house. I hope there is.

"Lho?" I wander around looking for Mang Aam, a fried rice seller, why isn't there in the lapaknya? I glanced at my phone, still eight o'clock at night. Usually Mang Aam sangkal until nine. Tumbens. I took a deep breath and walked back to the boarding house. I hope Cici has eggs or other food that I can eat tonight. I'm so hungry, Gustiiii.

"Rise?" ask someone, his voice is no stranger to my ears. I immediately turned to the direction the voice came from.

My eyes round "Andrea?" my many. Ah, Sehuuuun's. I remembered Ita's words that Andrea looks like Sehun.

"Why are you here?" tanyanya then got off in her car.

"You yourself why are you here?"

"You go home, it's stuck, so take another path" Andrea replied. "Why are the nights alone?" he continued repeating his question.

"I want to get some food" I replied honestly, who knows Andrea knows where the night trader still lives.

"Where is Ahmad?" tanyakanya.

I took a breath. Then it melengos sebal. He's her again, I'm tired of hearing her name.

"You want to find me a place to eat?" my many. Actually, the question was just to ignore the question Andrea. Males really if I have to tell you about Ahmad that. Hmmmm.

"Nhm, ...." Andrea muttered a long time ago.

"No want to? Okay, not papa." I was upset waiting for an answer from him.

"I know a nice restaurant near the boarding house" he said then got into the car.

"Yes!" my screams half screamed and then followed her into the car.

Ngenggg, the car drove you, I can't wait to have dinner. I imagined chicken geprek, sambal, chicken jujut, chicken noodles, chicken rice, and much more. Huhft, do not let my saliva drip, if it drips I have to suck again. Oops.

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"So you don't live with your husband anymore?" andrea asked as she and I were eating at a restaurant near the hostel. Andrea took me to eat there. He said it was his favorite restaurant, the food was delicious. I also think so, because just now I just finished eating chicken geprek sprinkled with tomato sauce is rather spicy and chicken rice is very soft. Plus the sweet tea that makes my food more afdhol. Do not drool, if you drool again suck the iler. Oops again. Okay focus!!

"I feel weird, I don't remember when I got married. But, everyone says I'm married." I answered, then sipped the sweet tea which is now finished.

"I hope you go home to Ahmad, yes Ris." Ahmad's reply made my eyes round, my blood rising. I can get emotional!!!

"Lho, how are you? I'm gonna make it home?"

"Not that, Ris. I just, ...."

I cut Andrea's words just like in soap operas. "What's free?" my snapping made the person eating there look at me with a strange look. I'm just indifferent, but I don't know them. Kannel beungeut.

"I just want you to get well soon, who knows with every day you meet Ahmad you can remember your past." Ahmad was still reinforcing his advice that I go back to Ahmad's house.

"But I can't, I don't think it's all true. What I believe is that I am still the Risa who used to be, unmarried and working in your office." I continued to swallow a little after making an irregular breath, it felt weak if I was constantly angry.

Andrea took my hand. "I also want it,"

I looked at his face. There was something when I saw his face. My heart's pounding, aka baper.

"But that is not possible, because you already have Ahmad. I can't" continued Andrea then releasing her grip on my hand.

I scrunched my forehead, what do you mean?

"Let me work in your office tomorrow. It's up to you to make me anything. What is clear is that I want to work, so that I can eat and send money to the village for my brothers. Yea? Please," I said.

Andrea did not answer. I was disappointed.

Silence, there was only the sound of spoons and forks around me.

I took another breath and then stood up.

"I want to go home," I continued and walked first to Andrea's car in the parking lot. A few seconds later, Andrea caught up with me.

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Thank God, thank you for stopping by. Poor to Ahmad. Hmmmm, Risaaa, so same sprain her:( oh yeah, don't forget to vote like follow yaaa. The Love Two Men novel has changed its profile picture and title. The title is now AMNESIA'S OBSTRUCTED LOVE. Okay, babay.

Thursday, 30 April 2020

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