The Blocked Love of Amnesia
Seven: Ngevlog Sama Sehun and Bad News

Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi. Bismillaahirrahmaanirrahim. Haiii. Come back with me, Tomi Omay. Before reading this episode. You first read the previous episode, because this is the next episode****.

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Me, Ita and Andrea are still in the mall. We-we are now in the clothing area. Wuih, my eyes are shining looking at the nice clothes. And of course, it must be muahal.

"Hi, guys. Look, I'm blogging with whoaaa?" ask Ita sok-okan on the camera screen. "Pssst," Ita brought her mouth closer to the camera. "I blogged with Sehun. Oops," he said quietly, I heard it giggling.

Kulirik Andrea, she also smiled to herself. Duhhh, really, her smile is so sweet like that, anyway! Zabar Risa's. Zabar.

"Emmm, sir, talk to them, say hay that," said Ita.

Andrea waved her hand at the camera, then smiled maniiiiiiiis terribly. I swear, it's getting more like Sehun. "Haiy,"

"Warbyazah, could-can my noble netizens poisoned a smile from the Father. It's very sweet, sir. What to eat, anyway? Hahaha," Ita has now forgotten her nature as a subordinate. Now he looks happy. Usually, if you meet Andrea she always turns 180 degrees into a feminine woman, graceful and polite.

"Eat Ita sugar" timpalku.

"O sugar, kirain eat rice, hehehe," continued Ita. Andrea smiled awkwardly.

Fearing anyway.

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I dropped myself on my soft bed after arriving at the boarding house. The clock has shown at half-eight in the evening. Andrea just drove me home. And for the second time I got into that cool car.

I looked up at the ceiling, I remembered my childhood with Andrea Hiroshima.

He's a spoiled and timid son. But, I was always comfortable being next to him. He and I are close friends.

Papa Andrea is very kind, unlike his Mama. Anyway, I also just found out that yesterday was Mama. You see, during Andrea's stay in my village, I've never known her mother.

For years I was friends with him, until finally, Andrea just left without saying goodbye. I feel so lost. I don't even want to eat or drink all day. My eyes are puffy from crying.

Lebai. Overharvesting. Hyperbolically.

Plus, I didn't want to eat because I was just cooking salted fish for me. Wkwk. So double, deh. I do not want to eat because I lost a friend, also because there is no sanguine if in Sundanese mah.

Hmmmm. Just take a breath.

And now, because of his scenario. Andrea and I were finally reunited. I smiled, and suddenly I was missing Andrea.

Ting.

My phone rang, I took my phone lying near the pillow.

"Huh? Renaldi called!" pekikku girang's. I immediately shifted the green button on my screen. "Hi Ren,"

"Hi Risa," said Renaldi inside the speaker hp. "I'm in front of your hostel, here dong. There's a really good siomay handyman."

I walked towards the window of the room that was on the second floor. In front of the gate was Renaldi with Mang Uus, the Siomay handyman. I giggle. "Okay, I'm going there, yeah," I said and switched off my phone with Renaldi.

I opened the door and walked down the stairs.

"Eh Neng Risa," said Bu Laela. The owner of this hostel.

"Mother" I answered and then crucified her hand.

"Where are you going, Neng?"

"You're ahead, Mom."

"Teh Risaaa, wait," cried Cici; one of the occupants of the boarding room on the second floor, he was still in college.

Cici ran up the stairs towards me.

"What's wrong?" my many.

"Nitip siomay, yes. Siomaynya only ten thousand, do not use pedes, do not use tofu, but use a lot of soy sauce. I want to poop. Here's the money, medkyu My Sistah," he said in a hurry.

Cici left while holding her stomach. Me and Ma Laela laughed at Cici. He's really funny. Plus, he just wore a bando panda and a black face mask. Adduh, you college boy.

"Yes, Mom. Risa's out first, yeah."

"Yes." Yeah."

I walked cheerfully to open the boarding gate. Jreng jreng jreng, in front of me is Renaldi and the bike. Also Mang Uus and his siomay cart.

"Hi Risa," said Renaldi softly.

My body was instantly lunglai. Please, don't faint. "Hi Ren, you came here on purpose?" tanyaku.

"Hehe, yes."

"What's up?"

"Hindu," he said.

I laughed, I swear those words made me 150% happy%.

"Hahaha, you want siomay?" ask Renaldi.

"Can" I replied.

I sat beside Renaldi and received a plate of warm siomay made by Chef Uus. Uh, Mang Uus.

Kulirik Renaldi, he is enjoying his siomay solemnly. And his face was, you know, handsome. I don't know why his face is so adeeem.

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"Riss. Lisa!" said Renaldi surprised me. "How are you?" ask again.

I immediately brushed my back. "Eh hh, yes, sorry," I misbehaved.

"Sir papa. The only thing you want is me,"

"Hahaha, you are there" I said sok. O em jay's. Crazy one! My body went limp for a moment.

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Today is Monday, I'm getting ready for school. Uh, that means work. I used to shower, make up little, wear office clothes. Yes times, the past*ng to the office. Crazy people kali.

After my clothes stuck to my body, I pulled out my sweet hair.

Readypup. I oteweh the office.

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"Risaaa," cried Ita down from her car and ran towards me. I smile.

"Morning tumben, usually, right, late." Ledeknya while tidying up the hair child is less neat.

"Slowly wrong, the morning dateng is also wrong. Simalakama bye,"

"Hehehe, be kidding, don't mope with such a cake." Ita picked up the powder in her bag then patted her face with a sponge. Not a spongy paragliding sponge, yeah. Sundanese people must understand. Suuut.

"Breakfast first yuk, Mbok I go home. That's why I don't eat breakfast,"

"Yes, yu!" my reply.

I found Renaldi with his looks on the way to the elevator. Duhhh, despite being seen from behind, she was still charming.

"Hey Ren!" my broom was half screaming. Renaldi.

Ita pinched my stomach. "Polite dong. He's the leader of this company,"

"Yes, I know too" I replied. Duh, there's-there's this Ita. I know, Renaldi is the leader of the OB in this company.

Renaldi's closing in," hey Risa."

I dragged Ita walking towards Renaldi. Ita immediately stored the powder into the bag.

"We want breakfast, breakfast together, yuk!" take me to Renaldi.

"Sir," said Ita kindly. Renaldi replied with a nervous smile.

"Emmm. Yes," Renaldi replied, making me very happy.

Arriving at the cafeteria I immediately let Renaldi sit down. Duh, I'm a gini spirit. I enjoy it so much, unlike Ita Sarita. He was just. Sok santuy. In fact, right, usually he was a nag for mercy.

I elbowed Ita. He looked and gave a face signal. "Apaz?"

It's really weird. What's up, anyway?

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Half a day I'm really happy, butiii, my sister called. She reported that she was sick and was being treated at the health center. I cried over the office bathroom closet.

Ibuu.

My sister-Rina said, My mother is suffering from a severe illness. It is a stage three stroke. I was crying so much. Oh God. Wh why? Rina told me to go home as soon as possible. She could not take care of her mother and her four siblings alone. I'm ready to go home tomorrow. And I haven't asked permission from the company. Ah, I hope the company gives me permission to go home to take care of Mom.

I'm out the bathroom. My phone rang, Ita called.

"Hello" I said weakly.

"Risa, where are you? Was wanted by Mr. Andrea!" ita said in the phone.

"I'm in the bathroom. Yes, I'm now in Andrea's room" I said.

I hung up the phone and put it in the bag.

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"Ummm, I want to ask for permission to go home." I was straight to the point in front of Andrea.

"Lho, why? You're not feeling well?" Andrea got up from her seat then walked towards me who was standing in front of her.

"Not going back to the boarding house, I mean, I asked permission to go back to the village!" he continued to detail my statement.

Andrea's eyebrows are uplifted. "Why suddenly gini? What's up, Ris?" he held my shoulder gently.

"Mother" my voice choked and then lowered. "My mother had a stroke" I raised my face trying to hold back the puddle of tears that were about to fall.

Without thinking for long, Andrea hugged me warmly. I'm silent.

My heart suddenly beats fast.

"I anterin you go there, yes!"

"Don't."

"Udah, you don't argue. Anyway, I'll take you!"

I took a breath, "thank you Andrea," I cried.

Cleks! The door of the room opens.

I'm turning. That's Renaldi. Nah!

immediately let go of that hug. No! Just now I was being hugged by Andrea and Renaldi must have seen it. Please, Renaldi don't think macem-macem. I'm shrinking my tears.

"Sorry, disturb," said Renaldi then went back out and closed the door.

Oh God. Why is this happening? I'm quiet, not after Renaldi. After all, Andrea hugged me for nothing, just out of pity to see my suffering.

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Gimanaa? Ah I've updated the story but you guys keep siders. Donggg please. Appeared in the comments column let me spirit update the story. Btw, you guys prefer who to Risa's partner. Andrea aka Sehun or Renaldi whose looks exceed Arjuna Mahabharata?

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Friday, Dec 20, 2019

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