A Hot Selebgram

A Hot Selebgram
Boodle


Lara


"Kok Kak Lara knows? Ditya's sister who told the same story Lara?" ask Flowers.


"Or dong. As a fellow selebgram, I know my senior. Moreover, Bunga said that his brother was already in heaven. Does Agni live here too? Doesn't Agni have her own apartment?" I started to find out about Agni.


Forget my surprise about my husband Ditya's origins. What matters now Agni first. It doesn't matter to me whether the Kusuma family wants it or not. I love him and accept him for who he is.


"Where does Agni stay in the apartment, sister? At least a week, two days there. The rest sleep in this room with the others." Flowers replied honestly.


"Oh yeah? Why not feel at home?"


"Sir Agni said that she does not like to sleep alone. I prefer to sleep with my brothers here. If alone it feels lonely. So even though Agni's sister came home at night, Agni always went back to Panti."


Yeah anyway. If you are used to sleeping in crowded places then you must yourself definitely feel bad.


"So Agni is very familiar with Ditya? That friendship?" I tried to get information again.


"I don't want to say ah Brother. Later I will not make another promise with Brother Ditya." it turns out that Bunga holds his promise.


"I'm his wife? Why can't you? Kak Lara promised I wouldn't say the same Ditya if Bunga story." persuaded me.


"No need to ah, brother. Bunga was afraid Kak Ditya was angry." it was difficult also to persuade Bunga.


I turned my brain to how to persuade the Flower. What about using bribes? Butwhat?


Hm....


Oh yes, in my bag there is something I can make a flower fountain to want a story.


"Sister Lara has this. Good no?" I took out a flower-shaped brooch. A gift from your friend when you go abroad. Actually I love you but how else.


"That's great, Brother." The flowers began to be tempted by the lure of me.


"Want flowers? If you want, I'll give you flowers." My pancake.


"You! Can it be for flowers?"


I'm nodding. "Bby dong. What does a flower do?" I gave my favorite bross to Bunga.


"Yes, to repay Kak Lara's good service, Bunga will answer Kak Lara's question. Surely Kak Laea wants to ask about Kak Ditya right?" it's smart that Flowers guess my hidden intentions.


I smile. "Smart flower huh. Kak Lara salute Bunga's ingenuity. Take it easy, Lara has no evil intentions. Kak Lara just wants to know more about Kak Lara's husband. Okay, Brother Lara wants a relationship between Kak Agni and Kak Ditya. They close?" my many.


Flowers nod. "Sir Agni is Ditya's best friend."


Degs...


Agni is a friend of Ditya....


Agni is a friend of Ditya....


The words of the Flower swirled rapidly in my head.


So, what Ditya often says about her best friend is Agni? And Ditya already realized that I look like Agni?


I doubt Ditya's love. Is what He loves Agni or me?


"Sister Lara! How do you daydream?" ask Flowers.


"Oh yes. It's!" I gave the bross that I've been making to the flower ever since. "Sir Lara wants to go for a walk!"


I also came out of the flower room. The fact I just got is astounding to me. Ditya and Agni not only come from one Panti, but they are close friends.


Slowly fear began to surround me. What if Ditya really only loves Agni and not me? What if Ditya finds out that I'm the one who jumped into the river with his best friend?


So, all the dreams that have always haunted me are true?


Notwithstanding.


I have to find out everything. I have to prove everything. I don't want to live in such obscurity. I'm Lara Handaka not Agni. Whatever happens, Ditya is my husband does not belong to Agni.


I also decided to prove the truth of the last dream I had. Dream about a ring buried in the backyard Panti.


I walked into the backyard and found a vast meadow. Where should I look for him? Obviously, in my dream at that time, it happened when Ditya and Anggi were still in high school. If now a few years later, obviously there is a change in the backyard Panti.


I just stepped in there, my phone rang. I didn't bully him. I kept walking towards the tree and the sound of the HP ringing came back to bother me.


Who the hell? Don't know the situation and conditions!


I saw the name on my HP. Styled.


Does Ditya have a feeling that I'm trying to find out about her?


I didn't pick up the phone. I walked straight towards the tree that was only a few meters left, but the sound of notification if there was an incoming message again disturbed me.


*Honey! Pick up my phone! The emergency!*


The emergency? What was?


After seeing that I had read the message he sent, Ditya immediately called me again.


"Hallo Darling. Sorry I was there again"


"Where areyou? You're still at the change?" ask Ditya in a panic.


What's the matter?


"Yeah. I'm still at Panti Sama Bima. What's up, huh?" my many. My heart began to worry and worry. What has happened. Did I make a mistake? Is there any more news about me?


"Same as Bima, go home now! Meet at Family Health Hospital That's Important!" ditya's orders firmly.


"To the Hospital? Now then? Why why?" my many. My heart beats faster again. Who is sick? Why is Ditya so anxious and panicked?


"You sick, honey? What pain? I'm there now!"


I turned around leaving behind a tree full of mystery, which a few more steps I had reached and opened all veils.


Then my steps stopped when I heard Ditya's next words.


"I'm not the one who's sick.... But Papa you are!"


Degs...


Papa's?


Papa Handaka is sick?


"By!" Ditya regained my senses because I suddenly fell silent.


"Why am I sick? What pain?" ask me with the choking sound I forced.


"Your father has a heart attack!"


Degs...


Papa's....


Notwithstanding. Papa doesn't have heart disease! This must be a lie!


"No... You lied, right? Papa! Huaaa.." I cried and fell. The phone I was holding also fell. I can only cry.


Until Bima came and ran to me. "By!"


"What's wrong with you, Ra?" ask Bima.


Huaaa.... I kept crying and crying...


Bima took my HP and talked to Ditya on the phone.


"good. We'll be there!" Bima put my HP in her pants pocket. He then led me and I was like a doll to whom He would take me.


Papa's...


Papa's....


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