The Blocked Love of Amnesia
Thirty-three: Ita Misunderstand

Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi. Bismillaahirrahmaanirrahim. Sorry I haven't been up for a long time. I'm PAT again. Do'ain yes I hope I get a great and satisfying score. Aamiins. Don't forget to read the previous chapter. Happy reading ....

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Ita decided to stay in the park near the office. Ita needed calmness to release all the burning jealousy in her heart. He opened his bag, looking for a tissue to wipe away the water that was soaking his eyes. But what he found was his small camera that he used to do blogging.

Ita took the camera and turned it on. It turns out the battery is full. Ita took a breath then tried to smile. He misses his routine when he is still diligent in blogging.

"Hi guys, back on my YouTube channel. Astaghfirullah, we haven't seen him in a long time. I really miss the activities of my duluku who like to make content on Youtube. Maybe I've been on hiatus for a long time."

Ita stood up and then kept her camera on a park bench. After that Ita returned to the position earlier, he sat down on the clean grass.

"I don't know what content to create today. Clearly, I'm talking. But this video doesn't know if I'm going to go to YouTube or not."

Ita looked around her, the atmosphere there was quiet. People may be busy at work and school. So the park was very quiet this morning. There were only a few janitors who were cutting grass at the end of the garden.

"You never feel pain if the person who is close to you, even the other one." Ita scratched her head. "Well, how come I'm even convoluted to talk about it."

"Ah ah, lupain."

Ita took a breath. "You've never been jealous, have you?"

"What makes you define that you're jealous?"

"A lot of the time down, yeah! If I relax, I'll read your comments."

"Certain .. It is not natural that we are jealous of people who are not who we are?"

Ita bit her lower lip and then took another breath. Ita smiled, then continued her random vlog.

"Eh btw, I said I think I just want a Q&A with you guys."

Ita wastes a frustrated breath. "Yeah, it's so crisp, yeah" he lamented. "OK, I'll crop the crisp parts."

"Oh yeah, have you ever been in love? Euu, love that location, has anyone ever?"

"Can we please?"

"Oh yeah, according to me."

"I answered my own question, hihi, okay, for you if you want to answer a comment in the comment column yes!"

"Hmmm ... if cinlok same normal boss is not it?"

Silent.

Ita thought for a moment, the content this time felt crisp and strange. Because usually he always makes a plan first before creating content. This time, he created content spontaneously. In accordance with his heart that was wrapped in a deep jealousy.

Ita let his camera record himself who was thinking about what to discuss in the content, even though he had spent half an hour. Fortunately the memory card is large, so no need to worry about running out of memory.

"Assalamu'alaikum," the warm-sounding man's voice made Ita immediately turn her body around.

"Wa'alaikumussalam," replied Ita kaku.

"You're filming again? I'm a nuisance, aren't I?"

"No," replied Ita still stiff and embarrassed. "Why are you here, Dre?" ita asked, it turned out that man was Andrea. The figure he was talking about in his vlog this time.

Andrea sat next to Ita, though not too close. Then he waved his hand at the camera. "Hii, do you remember me? Try watching another video that was blogging at the mall at that time. Hahaha," Andrea laughed then glanced at Ita's camera. "Emang really yes I look like Sehun," his grunts as he stroked his smooth face.

"Which one is it? Try to show me the picture," added Andrra then posing like Korean models.

"Beauty too, yes" he praised himself.

"Hahaha," Ita laughed at Andrea's behavior and her cute facial expression. Suddenly the anger went away on its own.

Andrea. "Why? Doesn't look alike now?" his tanyanya made Ita even more stifling laughter.

Ita. "No. Similar, really. It's still similar."

"Well that's dong, don't be moody. .... Why are you, Ta?" asked Andrea softly.

Ita squeezed something then after that put the camera back into place.

"You haven't answered my question yet" insisted Andrea.

Ita took a slow breath. "I'm not doing anything" he answered, hiding all the jealousy that had befallen him.

"Ta, help me, yeah."

Ita raised her eyebrows. "Help what?"

"Help me to fill my heart that I still can't open,"

DEG! Ita was shocked, instantly her mind was stirred. Thousands of questions invaded his mind. Actually Ita did not understand what Andrea meant. That sentence was too ambiguous for him.

The atmosphere turned quiet, Ita was busy trying to understand Andrea's statement just now. And Andrea, he was busy enjoying the beautiful scenery there.

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Risa returns from the hospital before Ita gets home. It's eight o'clock by now. Risa walked towards her room on the second floor. However, he was startled with a sudden warm embrace from behind his body.

"I'm sorry, Ris. Yesterday I was in a bad mood, so I rarely hit you,"

Risa smiled, Ita let go of her embrace. Risa turned around, "I understand, really," Risa replied then smiled.

"I'm sorry."

"Yes, who is the same."

"Thank you," cried Ita happily. "Lho, where are you taking the bag, Ris?" ita asked, his eyes round.

"Nr ...."

"Truthfully, you must have gone out of the house, right?" tanyanya firmly.

Risa nodded stiffly.

"Risaa! How about if Renaldi is what you are, why didn't you say you wanted to go out?"

"Ta, I'm okay, really. I just went to the hospital."

"Risa! The hospital is very dangerous for your safety, Renaldi can just kidnap you again there. I don't want that to happen again! Please don't come out again" Ita said.

"But, Ta ...."

Ita cut off Risa's speech. "No buts!"

Risa looked down lethargic.

"I think I'm Risa! If you're doing anything, I'm also bothered!!! Please take care of dong!" It's even provoked emotions.

Risa raised her face. Then saying. "BUT I JUST WANT TO LOOK AT MY HUSBAND!" risa replied, without realizing that her tears had fallen.

Ita was aware of his words just now that were too rude and exaggerated. She hugged Risa. "Sorry, Ris. I just don't think you're a guy with******** that!"

Risa let go of Ita's embrace and then said, "God is always the same as me. I don't want to be a bad wife because my husband nelantarin is like that," he continued, then rushed to his room.

Ita sat down on the stairs lethargicly. It turned out that his pro-treatment was curbing Risa who could not be far from Ahmad, her husband.

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Connect ... duh even more and more problems, oh yes Renaldi has not looked at his idol stem. Patience, the next episode will be Renaldi. Appreciate the author by giving like votes and positive comments as much as possible. Thanks for reading it. Don't forget to comment positively. Don't just shut up. Hehe.

Friday, 12 June 2020

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