The Mate at the Beginning
Chapter 114 I love you

Mita POVs

This day I decided to rest in peace and quiet,spending time with relaxing and sleeping mumpung also no work in order to get back excited to face the reality of life which of course there will be a test every second. Irham is also the same, he said yesterday, today want a holiday so that he can have time for family and want to invite his sisters to play in the rice fields.

"You're not just an excuse, are you?" manyaku. I suspect he's hiding something from me and he grinned while scratching his head.

"I'm tired of diomelin continuing to be the same mbak Nuri, hot my ears.." she was frank and I felt sorry for her.

"In fact, it's also sad that Mita actually feels like eating my blind salary if here with work is not maximal." somehow I was moved to hear it, I was overwhelmed,he cares about my feelings that are actually confused between wanting to comfort himself because there is no work also want to pay him a confused, confused, and,income only from chicken livestock means he does not count but feel sorry for comforting him means he does not make money and cannot help his parents in meeting daily needs. Given this, I was again excited to re-start my business maybe with a different idea.

"Thank you for your understanding" I said with a smile.

"We are not siblings but you are more than my siblings, big brother who always supports me." I pat his shoulder as an expression of my gratitude to him,try women may be different to directly hug for sure.

Seeing his wa status I became a smile myself, it was seen a photo with his family below in a dress full of mud but smiling loosely as if he had no burden. Indeed, happiness is created by itself not by depriving others of their property, there is no need to spend a lot of money because happiness is simple. Seeing the happiness of people can transmit happiness to people who see it. Ah I became jealous wanting to follow and play into the rice fields as well.

Surfing to the FB page following the post of High School friends most photos are the same lecture, there are also photos of countless boy friends. Ngiri anyway but I realize my current condition is not like those who still have parents who will meet their needs. If I don't try myself then I don't know what my life will be like, languishing and being tormented probably for continuing to depend on my brother. If only my father was still alive maybe I would still be like them.eh so sad gini, I even compare my life with those who seem luckier than me...well so remember the deceased parents also fight melow yelow finally.

The danger of putting up a photo of dimedsos can make people envious but also depends on the person who sees, can control the heart and mind not to be wise in responding and commenting...so posting photos about anything is prohibited in religion because it can cause pros and cons. Just look at the artists so put up a photo directly can be a compliment to those who ngefans but can be signaled to those who are not adeeh fans.The problem is everyone's thoughts are different automatically his opinion is also different, can not force people also to think well about us right but well it is up to the person. If I try to think positively, if I don't like it, don't look at it...

Tired see hp mending sleeping already eleven o'clock as well. Eyes closed and slowly enter the dream realm.Suddenly disturbed by the sound of the phone, trying to ignore but the sound continues.

"Oh Allah who calls anyway." slide it directly into the ear with the eyes half-remped resist sleepiness.

"Assalamu aleikum.kok picture of gini? Where's this?" I was shocked to immediately move away after hearing a loud voice, the impression lha wong video call.

"Waalaikum salam..sorry I think the regular phone turned out to be kok vc, what's the matter?" my many.

"Where is your face?" he asked me face well obviously nempel same head but only spoken in the heart. Directing the screen to my face and back in shock when I realized I was not wearing a hijab.

"Ah for a moment.." I ridden a ridge, immediately threw a hp carelessly grateful to land in a mattress instead of elsewhere or will crumble my phone because of my carelessness.

"Where the hell can it be so careless?" he can already snatch now.

"Sorry..."

"What if someone else calls?"

"Yes sorry.I was sleepy so not focused." with the hand holding the head, the other hand holding the hp.qaaq.

"Almost.." heard his breath.

"Yes asleep." I shook my head.

"Why?"

"Udah was drowsy so males.." looked at the wall clock already showed at half twelve o'clock.

"Nanggung also wants to enter dhuhur." he nodded in understanding.

"Sorry I'm bothering you."

"No pa pa..."

"What's wrong?" calling must have a purpose. He even smiles.

"Yesterday I forgot.want to ask you for advice ."

"What advice?"

"About our resto." I frowned hearing him call 'our resto' has not anything to include me as the owner of the resto but I was lazy to respond and still faithful to hear the next explanation.

"Papa asked me to develop this resto."

"I guess you have an idea not to get customers interested in eating here." I thought but gave up because my brain blong rich has no spirit.

"Love me time yah.." And until the sound of azan we ended the phone call with him who said 'I love you' by showing the fingers form love, love,made me misbehave and close my face withstanding shame. He laughed happily before completely disconnecting the phone leaving me a pouty-interrupted smile in embarrassment.

Rather than continue to be timid I mending prayer dhuhur to be a person who is useful at least for myself.

Jumped down from the bed and out of the room took ablution.

"Wake up to bed?" ask my mother when she meets him.

"Not sleeping Mak wants to pray dhuhur." mother nodded her head in understanding.

The plan runs out of prayers, lunch continues to sleep insya Allah may there be no further interruption ahead or plan to relax and rest today disperse the road.