The Blocked Love of Amnesia
Eight: Go home

Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi. Bismillaahirrahmaanirrahim. Hii. Happy reading. Read Bismillaahirrahmaanirrahiim first yaww. Don't forget who hasn't read the previous chapter. Read the ding first. Appreciate the author by giving like votes and positive comments as much as possible. Okay, prepare your heart and eyes, we'll enter Risa's world.

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Tomorrow I go home. Ita stopped by my house early in the morning before she left for the office. Ita gave me spirit and kissed my forehead. He hugged me tightly and did not stop praying for my mother's recovery.

I am grateful to have been given people who love me the way I am.

I didn't bring all the clothes, anyway it's not moving. I just went home for a second. Maybe until Mom gets out. At home, my clothes are also there. Because when I was traveling to the capital, I didn't bring a lot of clothes.

I'm actually waiting for someone. Renaldi. Hmmm, he doesn't exist. Naturally, the first reason might be that she was jealous of seeing me hugged by Andrea yesterday. Second, obviously he's not here, he doesn't know if I want to go home.

I grunt.

Eits errat, the first reason why the effect is strange. I'm overreacting. Who did Renaldi say was jealous? Duh Risa, you're overreacting.

Already ah.

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During the silent journey. Andrea apparently gave me a calm atmosphere. I took a breath and then cleared my throat.

Andrea.

"Why are you so concerned with me?" ask her. I don't know if suddenly I want to talk like that.

"There is only one reason that can answer your question" he replied, focusing on driving.

I tilted my face, looking at him from the side. Duhhh, his nose is so sharp.

"I love you" Andrea looked at me and smiled for two seconds, focusing on driving her car.

I was stunned for five seconds.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

Four and a half.

Five.

I took another breath. "But, you can't keep whipping with me."

"Why Risa? Wh why? You can't love me. But one of the most important things, I still love you."

I threw myself into the soft car seat. "What are you harepin of me? I'm just a poor woman from the village."

"Well, I explained to you earlier. There's only one reason you can answer your question. I love you, too."

Andrea stopped the car. Then he looked gently at me.

"Risa, that affection is not measured by form and caste. That compassion is measured by this." Andrea grabbed my hand and she stuck it on her chest. I feel there's a thump in there. The quick crack.

"Do you feel any hiccups?" I'm nodding. "My bed is quick, because I find it difficult to neutralize it if there is a woman in front of me that I have always loved."

I bit my lower lip. Nyes, it feels like the beat is flowing into my chest. I felt the beat. However, this beat was different from usual. These cracks are more felt and have their own meaning that I also can not interpret.

Andrea let go of my hand on her chest gently. "We continue this journey?" tanyakanya.

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I got to my village. Precisely in the yard. I got out of the car. Sounds like my neighbor's signalling. Goshyp's mothers.

"Don't, it's Risa."

"Ih Ceu, he's a geulis pisan (so pretty) yeah,"

"Mom-Mom, whose tea is it? Ni Kasep pisan (so good looking)!"

"Don't that be Risa's boyfriend."

"Lucky pisan euy Si Risa can get a girlfriend casep jiga kitu. Mobilnage hade deuih (cool car). Jalmi beunghar jiganamah (the rich)."

"Ah engges ah tong sok loba speaking, tuh, Si Risa gongkeun (ah, do not have much to say, Si Risa ngeliatin)."

Only that conversation reached my ears. Fiction, I'm fine, it's a positive sign no one's mocking me Hehe. And the main point, they praised Andrea's good looks.

I knocked on the door of the house. There's no answer.

One of my neighbors who was gossiping came to me. I smiled and shook hands with him.

"Risa, your mother is still at the puskesmas" he said politely.

I took a breath. "Contrict health center, Ceu?" ask her.

"Muhun (yes),"

"Yaudah, thank you, yes, Ceu. Risa's going there now."

"Eh, Lisa. Bentar, is that saha tea? Meni jiga overseas. Cases, bodas, tall, tall, sharp, ah complete (Eh Risa. No, who is that? Like an overseas person. Cute, white, tall, sharp, ah complete)!"

I'm holding back the laughter. Very amused to hear the thick Sunda accent belonging to this mother. I'll just say, "cement, Ceu."

"Temen what temen." He said teasing me was interspersed with forced laughter.

"Euuu, Risa wants to go to the health center first, Ceu." I'm males ngadepin this mother. Ah, I'm leaving.

"Oh yes, be careful." Reply to the friendly Mother. I smiled then walked over and got into Andrea's expensive car.

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Connect .... SESSIONS CURHAT, can skip: Well friends, the next episode will be sad. Original sad. Asliii. Anyway, I also as a writer feel really shok. That's why dung. Don't be mulu siders. Akutu needs attention. Uh, instead of pebucin Masnya. Oh yeah, I was trying to stop following this novel, you know. Because yes, there is less appreciation.

But I finally remembered my original goal of nulis, which was to want to be happy parents. So the spirit came back little by little until I finally resumed this story.

I entered the contest in MangaToon, but ah already want to win or not it depends on the effort I do. I'm still excited to write, whatever it takes I don't stop writing. For me, writing is my way of sharing. Cha ileh wkwk's.

Sorry to confide a lot, you can skip, continue to the next chapter, but if you want to read please be happy.

There are more obstacles to continue this novel, ranging from running out of ideas, malls, and much more. Y'all know? The novel was originally titled: Love Two Men, meaning Loving Two Men, so Risa loves Andrea and Renaldi.

But over time because from the beginning I was not consistent, I was even present a new figure, Ahmad. Suddenly I had an idea for Risa's amnesia. As a result, I changed the title to: Blocked Love Amnesia. So the intention of Ahmad and Risa's love must be hindered because Risa does not remember the same past with Ahmad. Okay that way. Sorry bring.

Not continue? If you guys come. I'll be fast updated. Thanks for reading it. Hope this story is useful. Tonight is new, I'm lying down. Not anywhere. The same thing came.

Tuesday, 31 December 2019

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