Belonging to Mr. Fridge Season 2
Let Me Fight for You (Again)

Riki had reached home and saw his mother's car had not yet arrived, he walked towards Caca's house.

The house he used to go to so often, the house that became the most comfortable place for him. Now, the house looks gloomy. No more; laughter and jokes.

Milda came out of the house and found Riki standing in front of the fence while looking at the flowers.

In the past, Riki also had plants in front of the house. However, because of the renovation of the flowers must be in noah including the garden in the backyard.

"H, Riki!" milda shouted and went out to approach Riki.

Riki who heard the shout immediately looked towards Milda with a smile and approached.

"How are you?" asked Milda with her hand that had been overlaid by Riki.

"Alhamdulillah, healthy Mother. Mother herself, how?"

"healthy, really. Oh, yes, Mother was horrified to say you've been to America, huh?"

"Yes, Bun. Meet Caca."

"Healthy glass?"

"Alhamdulillah, healthy Bun."

"Your mom?"

"It's improved Bun, it can go home too."

"Thank God then."

"Where are you going?"

"There's a study, Mommy wants to see the study."

"Oh, jude. Riki wants to go in the house, too, Bun."

"Yes, you're in good health, yeah."

"Mother too."

They were walking in different directions, Riki was waiting on his bike. A few minutes, the car that brought Mama and her Papa finally arrived.

He only helped bring things, while the one who helped Mama get inside was his father.

After putting the items into the room, Riki came out because her Mama would rest as well as her exhausted Papa too.

"Den Riki, want to eat?" ask aunt-maid at Riki's house.

"What does he cook for? My nawarin's sample?"

"I cook .. saute kale use fried tempeh, chicken and lalapan kerupuk."

"Want to give that to Mama too?"

"No, or den, Mama will be porridge."

"Put it in the lunch box Bik."

"Okay, bud, yeah."

Riki headed to his room, he opened the door of the room he had left long ago. Looking for items that are still in the room, after being able to Riki directly take and put them in his bag.

"It's den."

"Okay Bik." Riki put the provisions earlier in his black backpack, he immediately put on and immediately closed the door to the room again.

"Why don't you ever sleep here again? Bibi's feeling during work here and Riki only 1 time sleeping here," said Bibik with a sad face while walking beside Riki.

"For me to stay and live in this house is gone, Bik."

"Hmm ... because of the back garden den?"

"It's not just that, Bik. Come on, later on Mama and Papa. Tell Riki to go back to the apartment, yes," Riki's message and open the main door.

He came out without waiting for an answer from the maid first. He returned to riding an iron horse and split the road that was still crowded.

Riki was out of the house after his gardens were cut down by his mother, he decided to move out of the house and live alone in his private apartment.

Actually, the apartment was bought a long time ago. Only, because there used to be a garden and of course Caca. He felt himself at home.

After arriving at the apartment, Riki opened the door and put down the item he had brought. Also open the food and eat it at the table.

"Yes, hello?" ask someone to answer a call from Riki.

"Ca, are you busy?" asked Riki while bribing food from the aunt earlier.

"Grandfather, just .. hypocritical if I say I don't miss."

"God, your style Om."

"Well, why? You too, right?"

"No."

"Don't lie to me."

"I'm not lying. Why do I have to miss men who are going to be husbands, just like sin, right?"

"Ca ...," call Riki slowly.

"Yes Om?'

"Do you love me?"

"I'm sorry, Caca, I don't think it's worth talking about it like this. Om must remember the position of Om and Caca will always remember the position of Caca. Caca does not want if we continue to communicate and even make Caca comfortable, even though Caca already knows the ending will be abandoned too."

"Ca .. I'll fight back."

"the way? Against Aunt? Want to fight Auntie?"

"If that's what I have to do for this marriage to be annulled. Why, no?"

"Okay, the marriage is off and Om is back with Caca. Then, do we not need the blessing of parents Om? Om... relationships that do not get the blessing of parents will never get the blessing of God."

"They'll accept in the end Ca."

"By coercion? If you don't like being forced, how can you force someone?"

"This is my life Ca, they must be willing to accept whatever is my decision. You take it easy, my advice is not to get too close to Aldy there even if you work as a team. Remember, I'm a good jealous Ca."

The call ended just like that and made Caca cluck up, the man continued eating and looked outside the building.

"Hello?" riki asked while ringing his phone and displayed Farhan's name.

"Sir, I'm in front of the apartment. Please open it."

Without answering, Riki turned off the call and walked towards the apartment door. Farhan went inside and walked behind Riki.

"Well .. can I eat? I guess ... You will not be able to spend it all," said Farhan staring at the food on the table neatly.

"Take the plate," Riki ordered, sitting back down.

Farhan quickly picked up the plate and sat down in front of Riki, he took the food to stay relaxed because Riki did not like the stuff scattered.

"What are you doing here?" tanya Riki chewed the food slowly.

"About Diva, I've got the information."

"Is it really interesting for her motives?"

"Very, even if you want revenge then it can be done."

"What's that interesting?"

"Very interesting though not drawn."

Because Farhan has been working with Riki for a long time, he has not hesitated to say with a joke. Although, sometimes it is not a smile or laughter that can be but a sharp gaze.

"Are you tired of working with me?"

"E-eh, that's not it sir."

"Later, you explain about it. What's my schedule today?"

"There's a meeting at a cafe with distribution that wants to work together sir."

"Well, we'll be there after this. Hurry up and eat." Riki got up with an empty plate and washed it.

"Sir, how delicious is your cooking" praised Farhan with a mouthful.

"Not my cooking."

"So, who?"

"Sibling."

"Oh .. I guess your wife, but I forgot that you're not married yet."

"If I had been married, the cooking would never have even given you!"