The Love Story of Citra

The Love Story of Citra
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Edson opened his phone, then opened his mouth wide to see Eril's photo with the woman making out.


"Eril!" edson shouted then he fell while holding his chest which was very painful.


"Father!" Amon immediately helped his father get up and took him to bed.


"What's up, Pa?" amon asked, stroking his hand.


"Look at papa's phone, what your sister did!" Edson pointed to his cell phone on the floor.


Amon immediately rushed to pick up the papa's phone, and opened it and his eyes were perfectly rounded.


'Himply the image to cry earlier, it turns out this is the reason, ' Inner Amon.


"Amon, please call Citra here. If you need to pick him up, you want to talk to him" Edson asked the child.


Amon nodded his head then he rushed off to pick up Citra, although he had no idea where the girl was.


While on the road, Amon wondered where Citra's house was by showing her a picture of the girl on her phone.


Yes, Amon still keeps the Citra photo on his phone because he still really likes the girl.


Amon stopped at a stall, then approached the middle-aged man sitting there.


"Assalamualaikum, sir."


"Wa'alaikumsalam Nak," the middle-aged man replied.


"I asked, Do you know this girl and where is her house?" asked Amon while watching the photo Citra.


The middle-aged man smiled, then nodded his head.


"House, it's across the street" the middle-aged man replied.


Amon glanced across the street, then he smiled at the lung man.


"Thank you, if you'll excuse me." Amon rushes out of the presence of a lung man who tells him where the house of the girl he is looking for is.


After arriving at the front of the house shown by the lung man earlier, Amon knocked on the door of the house. However, there is no answer at all.


"What, there's no one in this house?" amon asked as he glanced towards the streets, and a middle-aged man approached him.


"Well, what are you doing here?" amon asked politely.


The middle-aged lung man smiled then held onto Amon's shoulder very gently.


"This is my home" the middle-aged man replied, making Amon open his mouth wide.


Amon swallowed his saliva deeply, because he felt ashamed of being disrespectful to his father Citra. The woman he loved so much.


"I'm sorry, because it was not polite to you earlier," said Amon while kissing the middle-aged man's hand.


"After that, let's go inside." Salam opened the door and went inside with Ammon.


"Assalamualaikum everyone, you're home!"


"Wa'alaikumsalam" answered his wife Salam.


"Well, who is he sir?" mina asked while kissing her husband's hand.


"The theme is Citra" replied Greetings very gently.


"Sit down, kid, we'll talk. Please make him a drink" said Salam, carrying Amon on the sofa.


Mina rushed into the kitchen and wanted to call her daughter, she walked quickly into the Citra room.


Chequek!


"Mother?"


"Come, there's your friend coming" said Mina as she approached the child.


"Who?" ask Citra very curious, because as she remembered her friend or friend had died.


"Come on, mom doesn't know him" Mina answered honestly as she pulled the child's hand.


'Whose friend? Because I have no friends since Wiwit's departure, ' Inner Citra.


Arriving in the living room, Citra opened her mouth wide to see Amon in front of her with her father.


'Where does he know my house?' inner Image.


The image smiled sweetly then sat down next to the father.


"Partner, Son Amon has told me about you two. Now get ready and go to see Police Officer Edson he is sick" Salam said as he looked at the child's face.


Image surprised to hear his father knew Mr. Police Edson. However, he was reluctant to ask because there was Amon.


"Alright, for a moment Citra wear hijab first." The image rushed away from there and Mina had just arrived.


"Well, where's the image going?" mina asked as she stared at the child's departure.


"Amon is his son bang Edson, and Citra will go to see the policeman," Salam replied as he glanced at Amon.


Mina simply smiled as she gave Amon and her husband coffee, then she sat down next to Salam.


'That means he's Eril's brother?' mina's mind while thinking.


"Sorry Mom, sir, I was sassy to bring Citra because it was papa's request," said Amon very politely.


"It's okay, tell your papa we'll see him soon when the time is up" Salam told Amon.


"Good, Om." Amon answered very politely while bowing his face.


'He's a polite child, I would love to match him with Citra or Fiia, ' Inner Greetings.


*. *. *.


The image changed and then she wore a hijab and walked slowly out of her room.


'When I get there, what should I say if Police Officer Edson asks me about my relationship with Bang Amon?' mind Image while thinking.


After arriving in the living room, Citra immediately kissed the hands of her parents as well as Amon.


"Emak, sir, Citra goes to me. Yes, afraid of the night," Citra said as she hurried away from there.


"Om, Auntie, I go first with Citra," Amon said very politely.


"Yes, be careful and do not be too late home" said Salam, staring at Amon's departure.


After Amon was not seen again, Mina immediately approached the husband and sat down beside him.


"Sir, how do we match them?" Mina spoke while glancing towards her husband.


"We are one thought, for Ammon is very polite to look around," Salam replied, recalling Ammon's attitude.


"Yes," said Mina.


The two of them devised a matchmaking plan for Amon and Citra that will be conveyed tomorrow, to Edson their old friend who has rarely met.


Now Citra with Amon has arrived at Edson's house, and they both go straight into the Police's room.


Chequek!


"Assalamualaikum," Citra and Amon said simultaneously as they went inside, making Edson smile happily.


"Wa'alaikumsalam, here sit with uncle," said Edson very gently while looking at Citra's face.


The image approached Edson with Amon, and they sat down beside the suddenly ill policeman.


"What about your relationship?" ask Edson, who does not know that Citra and Amon have broken up.


"Well," Citra replied quickly, and Edson smiled while Amon was silent about not speaking anything.


"Good, how about you get engaged?" ask Edson.


"What!" squealing Citra and Amon simultaneously, made Edson surprised.


The image immediately stared at Amon's face, as well as the man who was staring at the face of his girl.


Seriate.