Pura-Pura Jodoh
How to End

"So good people are hard, Om! It's easier to be the bad guy, apparently!" shoot Lula, to the man who was now sitting next to her.

Zola smiled obliquely, eyes that had originally focused towards the book, now turned to look at Lula. Staring at Lula's beauty who increasingly displayed her aura when her strands of hair were buffeted by the afternoon wind.

Zola's hands gently patted Lula's head repeatedly. "Eat him a good man a gift of heaven. God knows that being good is hard! But, don't give up!" Zola who realized Lula was still upset trying to melt the atmosphere. "Lo, why? Did you lose Frans? Did the deal disappear yesterday?" guess it.

Luckily the atmosphere of the park this afternoon was a little quiet. So, they are free to share their stories.

"No! My feelings are the same, though! Why am I in love with him." Lula said in a sniffling voice.

"HE'S your husband, Lula! Yeah, natural!" Zola reminded, who knows Lula forgot his status which is the wife of Frans Agung Pagara.

"What about this phrase, Zol? Should I try if I know what the ending is going to be like?" lula asked, trying to get an opinion.

"That's sure?! Yesterday for a month you guys with not a single feeling that arises. Have you forgotten that Allah is the One Who turns your heart upside down?"

"I'm talking to you, Lo, Zola! Mulu-muter!" Lula looks desperate, his brain is difficult to compromise if it is past three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Either that! Lo, who doesn't know what you want?!" Zola looked at Lula with a gaze full of judgment. "Are you in love?" tanyanya.

"Here you are, though you must clap one hand." Lula replied in a lazy tone, she recalled how the men had dumped her.

Zola laughs, Lula's love affair with Levin and Elkan she knows it all. If Lula had allowed him to teach Elkan a lesson he would have gladly done that.

"Did it feel the same when you were with your husband?" urged Zola to be more curious about Lula's current feelings.

"No. It's different, Zola! I slept with him a few nights. And the one thing I have in mind, is the way to end all this." Lula silently stared at the white flowers that were falling. "But ...."

"What?"

Lula suddenly turned her head towards Zola, as if finding something new to tell. "You know what, Zol! I ... Deg-deg-an if you sleep next to him. My heart rate is pumping faster than usual. And it's very-very torturous! I'm just worried I'm out of breath! I had to hold it, so that the rhythm of my heart wouldn't reach his ears."

Zola held back a laugh while shaking her head. He would not justify Lula's mixed language, which he clearly focused on only the core. "Try asking your heart again, whether you should break up or continue."

"Yanying you?! That's my poem, Brother Judika!" Lula grabbed the book from Zola's hand, slapping the man's arm.

"All right, go on, mayan I have a CEO brother! Can you graduate later if you want a job." Zola gave her advice. "It's not good to marry twice."

"Crazy you, Om!" Lula pouting.

"Now imagine if he went away from your life, what a life would be, Lo! Every day!" Zola chirps, continuously issuing blasphemous sentences to his nephew.

"Now I feel like I'm the dumbest man chosen to inhabit the earth" said Lula, who lamented that he shouldn't have made a decision that harmed him.

"No problem! No stupid papa, as long as you have the will to change your life! The important thing from this moment on, follow your heart! don't want to be regulated, Lo has the right to determine what you really want."

Lula nodded her head, sure. After getting a lot of advice from Zola.

"So what's your decision? Join Rainer once and for all or stay divorced?!" asked Zola, suddenly curious about the final decision that Lula will take.

"She said she wouldn't go back to Aunt Priscilla despite being separated from me. Then I'll try to fix my marriage with her. It's not too late, is it? maybe we can learn to love each other. He accepted me with my foolishness, and I will accept him as my old husband. How's it?"

"So you don't have an old husband!"

Zola smiled with relief. "Per-session rate of one million. Send it to my account!" Zola reminded.

"Oh, ogah! I bought to eat! Om Zola wants to eat where Lula pays?!"

"Totally?! I picked a classy restaurant!"

"Secure, Lula's money is in her thick wallet!" Lula showed me the cash that had just been taken from the ATM machine. And that's Ken's grandfather's money.

The grandfather said, more money to help people in need. Starting this month, Ken's grandfather no longer sends money to him through his father. Because I know now Lula is family.

"But all of you get me a party dress. Tomorrow there's an invitation at an important event. He said Ano wanted to patent Daddy's position!"

"Wuih, means tax again dong! If you buy the shoes I want, I'll upload them to the feed story'."

"I mean Lo, you want to give me that beauty?! About what the hell Lo. Stupid, I did it! My husband is rich!" chirp Lula with blazing emotions.

Kan, I misunderstood! Inner Zola. "Udah up, come on! The important thing is to eat first, buy shoes, just buy a fancy dress. I will choose which one is suitable for you! Okay, Lula's asking for mercy?!"

Lula's eyes sparkled, then swiftly climbed onto Zola's motorbike. Hugging Zola's waist in a friendly manner. Let's just say they thought it would be better for people who ignore Lula, because in fact Zola is more handsome than her ex and her bluff.

While Zola felt uncomfortable, afraid of being counted down caste because her former lover was much prettier. Only, his heart was as dirty as a comberan. Unlike Lula who was diligent in helping, caring about difficult people. Man always has the good behind his shortcomings.

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Zola was really extorting Lula's money. The girl had to look at the bill repeatedly when she was about to step out of the restaurant. Crazy time ate two out of two million?! lula was upset in her heart, it was the most expensive fare she had ever paid herself.

"Lula, wait! I'm kebelet E-og!" prevent Zola, holding Lula's arm that was about to open the glass door handle in front of her.

Lula's steps came to a halt, she turned to look at Zola who was preparing to enter the restaurant. "Zola, Honey! Get the empet first! Two million is just passing by, tell me to absorb it first with your stomach!"

"Crazy, I'm outgoing now than I'm in the hospital, continuing to overdose on laxatives!"

Lula resigned he couldn't do much here. He shouldn't have bought it at a fancy restaurant. He knows Zola's weakness, eating out must be boker. Digestion is too smooth.

"Damn it has om, boker's hobby! Change your hobby cake, Zol," he chirped.

Lula sat down next to the exit, trying to kill time by playing cell phone. When he opened his phone, there was one missed call. And that's from Ano's eyes. Lula who understood the woman's worries immediately contacted her.

"Assalamualaikum, Eyang. What's up?" ask Lula.

"You haven't come home yet?"

"Em, not yet eyeballed. Lula goes with Om Zola. Want to buy ... Buy an Eyang dress! Create an event tomorrow!"

The woman opposite the call broke down, leaving Lula confused as to what the old woman was laughing at. Maybe Eyang Ano was laughing at Lula's honesty at the moment.

"Yes, it's not too late! I will not be able to sleep."

"Ready, Eyang!"

After saying his greetings, Lula closed her call, preparing to leave because it happened that Zola had successfully completed a meeting with her stomach dwellers.