The Girl Who Missed Love
Chapter 3

RAHUL, RAHUL, RAHUL..!! the sound was like a sound reminiscent of an account on a kuch kuch hota hai movie in India. It just so happens that the name of the cast is almost the same as me. I'm not a fan of Shahrukh Khan or salman khan, I'm just a man who is illiterate about love. You know what I want, all I want is AURELIA FARADISTA. My first girlfriend was impressed to see her face for the first time.I was Rahul the loyal Arkana girlfriend.

Now I'm trying to contact him. I'm at home right now.

Rahul 081249xxx:

"Hello, Aurel where are you now..? "

Aurel 085645xxx:

"I was at home watching television. Where are you now..?"

Rahul 081249xxx:

"I was home too, a coincidence. By the way when do you want to see me again in bandung city square. Don't you like that place?"

Aurel 085645xxx:

"Sorry Rahul, I can't be like that anymore, I'm different now. Now I'm more busy with my business at the office. Maybe for a month I'll be fakum at home. Please understand me."

Clik.

The phone's closed. Aurel doesn't really like me for lingering on the phone apparently. Oh Rahul, it's so messianic. Rahul doesn't know what else to do now. He picked up a cigarette and sat back at home.

...Djakarta...

...2018...

My meeting with Aurel in 2018 was an accidental meeting where I had to attend a library seminar at the branch office of the education center in Jakarta. I'm 26 years old and Aurel is 17. He's the messenger to be a candidate for journalism in that office.

I accidentally bumped into Aurel when I first entered the office.

"Oh..!" I said.

My arm sprained a little. I felt a lot of pain before Aurel greeted me and said hello to me. The woman was still watching me in neat clothes and in a white-gray uniform. I'm in a white shirt, black pants and a red tie.

"Sorry you still feel pain..?"

"Yes still. Well, you have to take responsibility with this. It's all the result of your mistake."

"I'm sorry sir, uh father. I was not intentionally. I'm sorry. And I have to go in now. Good morning." Good morning." Aurel got away from me without being fair to me. That's a really bad attitude. I don't accept. He should face me later. After everyone had entered the meeting hall, I allowed my bread to ask Aurel to meet me in the hidden room.

"Sir please.." I whispered to the scuriti. He managed to persuade me and went to meet Aurel.

The scurvy whispered to Aurel. "What, I have to meet him. What, the show has started. Why do I have to meet him?"

"Sorry, this is an honorable request. So please just meet the guy. It's orders!" I'm still holding my laugh in front of the crowd and the security guard. Aurel got up from her seat, she stepped forward to me now. His steps had to be with an irritating face. His face was ugly and unkempt. I pray to my God, I,

"Oh my God, please forgive this woman's sin. And keep me from being angry about the danger that comes from this woman." I said solemnly.

Suddenly the woman was in front of me like magic. Maybe because my daydreams are too long. "What's wrong?" the first words that came out of Aurel's mouth.

"What did you call me here when the show started..?"

"Just say it before I get out of here!" aurel told me.

"Follow me now!" I immediately took the woman to the side of the empty space.

I began to enter the room and dance the seat.

"Sorry, I can't stay here for long, I only have five minutes, listen five minutes. Enough!"

Aurel was visibly emotional in front of me, I don't know what the demon has been on her since she confronted me. I still laughed in the day at her attitude this time.

"Sorry, it would be better if we first met. I'm Rahul Roy, assistant staff at Private Marga Utama company in Bandung. I was sent here to interview Nara, the source who is speaking right now. It was Rangga Almahendra's father, M.Pd." I explained his voice to me. I proudly mentioned that name in front of Aurel.

"I don't need at all the same person named Rangga Almahendra or whoever it is. I just need to get out of here before I turn mad at you!"

"Why are you so angry with me, shouldn't we talk okay?"

"My name is Rahul Roy. I came from bandung city. The purpose of the account here is.."

"To interview that jerk, right?"

"Why are you talking like that?"

"I've been wanting to beat him for a long time. He promised me to make a new novel, but until now he didn't make it. He had broken a promise to me. I can't take that. And I promise one day he'll bend his knees to me for his mistake!" Aurel spoke to me quite emphatically, I think she is one of the most tough and powerful women in the world besides our mothers Kartini and Cut Nyak Dien.

"I'm sorry that my presence this time has disturbed you so much. My need is.."

"Sorry time is enough. Thanks though. I'm leaving now. And I'm sorry for my behavior. Excuse me."

Aurel immediately said goodbye to me. It was Aurel's attitude that I couldn't forget until now. I was very impressed and fell in love with her at first sight. Sight Firts.

I am alone in the room now. I prepared to return to the meeting room where I did not find AUREL there. Where the woman disappeared. After a few minutes, he walked out of the entrance of the room. Gratitude to Allah SWT, who met me with him that day. Sunday morning, 8:10 wib.

I cleared my throat while distracting, but the woman did not come near me. He focused on the Bpk's description. Profs. Rangga Almahendra, M.Pd.

"Let's turn around, I need your face now" I said in my heart as I prayed. Aurel turned to the other direction. The woman did not look at the back where I was sitting. The event lasted nine hours. I watched the activities there for quite a while. From joint lectures, eating together, prayer breaks and so forth. The show closes after five o'clock in the afternoon. I don't want to miss this opportunity to never see Aurel again.

I noticed Aurel looking for someone, and I got closer to him. "Excuse me, are you still mad at me?" I asked Aurel.

"I'm sorry, I'm looking for someone. I can't serve you now. I'm looking for my friend. Sorry." Aurel got away from me. That woman just disappeared and left in your life. Honestly arriving home at around seven in the evening, I still think the same. Dearest aurel.

...***...

At home I live with my grandmother. My mother and father died a long time ago. He died in a car accident that night. In that hospital I could only see them from behind the hospital glass and then tell me that they could no longer be saved.

"Dad mother, don't go!" i'm yelling. Behind me there is a grandmother who is ready to take care of me until I grow up like now.

"Rahul, have you not eaten yet..?"

"Had Grandma. I ate outside. I forgot that Grandma still hasn't eaten. Let me buy you some food for grandma."

"No need, I ate it."

"Who is a good angel to the grandmother, make Rahul curious." I said to Grandma Katarina.

"He is Sandra. Our neighbor. Grandma hope, you want to see him now. Grandma hasn't said thank you to him yet. I hope you agree with Grandma's orders."

"Well, Grandma, I'm leaving now." I finally paid my respects to Grandma Katarina and went to meet Sandra who was lying in her room.

Ting tung's. I rang the bell of the apartment in the hope that Sandra would open the door to me. The door finally opened.

"Yes, find who..?"

The woman opened the door. She was wearing a pink nightgown. "Hi, I am Rahul, I am the grandson of Katarina's grandmother.Said, you have sent food to that grandmother. Is that right..?"

"Yes, I gave Grandma some food. It just so happened that I just bought some food outside and Grandma was walking inside. Maybe from outside or from another room" Sandra told me. She was the gentle woman I had ever known.

"Let's go in!" Sandra invited me into her room, we were in a long conversation. From personal to unimportant. Me and Sandra know both our good and bad sides. We were finally friends that night.

The clock shows ten o'clock at night. It's time I went back to my apartment.

"Sandra, excuse me. It's night apparently."

"Yes, thank you for stopping by my room Rahul. Don't hesitate to wake me up again. I'm glad I could talk to you. Next time I wait for you here." Sandra told me. Honestly, I was tempted and made my faith weak.

"Thank you Sandra, maybe next time I'll stop by here. It's late at night anyway, it's not good if I have to stay in your room for a long time."

"Yes I understand. Good night Rahul."

"Good night Sandra."

It was a bit of a meeting I had with women named Sandra and Aurel. Two women at once made my heart fall in love.

The next morning I started working as usual again. I got an SMS if today there is a meeting of the staff allowed to go home. I'm so glad to hear that. I opened my Facebook account and searched Aurel's address. I want to meet him directly. I don't want to waste my time with him. For this time. That address I found, good luck.

I then said goodbye to Katarina's grandmother.I told her, if I want to meet my brother in Jakarta. Grandma let me. I leave for the airport at one o'clock. Towards the house of Aurel.

...***...

...Djakarta...

I took a taxi after getting off from Soekarno-Hatta airport. I then went down at the street address of citrus fruits in Tangerang district.

Tok tok!

I typed the door of the house. The house is quite simple and clean complete with a playground.

"Excuse me..!" I said, excuse me. What's true is Aurel's house. The door finally opened. The middle-aged woman who came out opened me the door. Maybe it was Aurel's mother.

"Who's looking..?"

"Is this really Aurelia Faradista's house..?"

"Yes, that's right. You who..?"

"I'm a friend of Aurel's from Bandung. I want to meet Aurel. Aurel's got a ma'am..?"

"Aurel is out. Maybe there's a message you want to convey..?" the mother asked me. I thought I'd be allowed into his house. Pretty sadistic apparently.

"No mom, thank you. Mom just tell me my phone number. Let Aurel call me later. Wait a minute, I want to find my business card first." I said while looking for my business card. After I met you, I gave the business card to the mother.

"I'm sorry, if I may know, whose mother's name is..?"

"Call me Mother AYU. I am Aurel's real mother. By the way you know Aurel where..?"

"I know Aurel in Surabaya Mother. We met at the education office in Surabaya. At that time there was a writing seminar for school journalism materials and private offices. Aurel and I are at the seminar, Mom."

"Yes. So you're here to meet Aurel..?"

"Yes mother."

"Yes, then you wait here. God willing, Aurel is coming soon. Please sit down, I go back." The mother let me sit on the chair outside. Two chairs with one table made of wood.

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