CEO of Gondrong That, My Husband.
Like a Boy

Still with a calm look, Dara ventured to look at Ratih who still did not want to look at him. Ratih and Dara are now near the gazebo. Dara sat on a bench facing directly on the tall acacia trees with densely shaded leaves. While Ratih sat quietly leaning on a wheelchair.

"What do you want to talk about?" ask Ratih without looking.

"Many." said Dara briefly.

"I don't need the company of anyone other than Brother, including you."

Ratih turned his head, looking coldly at Dara who was smiling faintly looking back at him.

"Why?" ask Dara again.

"I don't know you. Besides, whoever you are, I was the first one in your life."

Dara smiled again, people if they fall in love can do anything, including using all means, if possible cruel Dara thought, including the way that is being used by this Ratih.

But, Dara understood. She is also a woman, she knows what it feels like for so long to harbor feelings but the person we like turns out to already have a partner. But inevitably, Dara will keep this straight. Ratih should not misinterpret Bagas' closeness with him. This unstable soul must be awakened immediately, Dara's determination is round.

"You were in the life of Mas Bagas. But you may ask who is now in her heart."

Hearing that sentence made Ratih reflex to turn her gaze.

"Why are you sure Mas Bagas loves you? you forgot he was watching me so much all along. What I want, you can always fulfill. Every time I ask him to come here he's always willing to. He often left you alone for me."

Dara clucked for a moment. It is difficult to resuscitate women if they already have symptoms of chronic love.

"Train, you're not a child anymore. We're the same age, aren't we? you quite understand if Mas Bagas ngelakuin it because it is a sense of responsibility and empathy he is the same as you. Responsibility and love are different. Bagas to anyone friendly, especially to those of you whom he already considers his own sister." explained Dara gently trying to give understanding to this rival.

"What if I ask her to marry me?" said Ratih with a small laugh, it seems that he only has this as the last step.

Dara was silent for quite a while. Then he looked at her ahead.

"Are you going to use the guilt of Mas Bagas to fulfill all your desires? including forcing a heart that is not there for you? Wouldn't you be sick if he married you but his love was only for someone else? we can torture yourself and Mas Bagas?" asked Dara sharply, he felt it was enough to talk softly enough to Ratih.

"That's it, I don't need that ultimatum of yours, Dara. You don't have to come here if Mas Bagas comes here and accompanies me to therapy." Ratih turned around with his wheelchair, about to walk away from Dara.

"Mas Bagas will never set foot in this place again, unless I allow him to see you. And I will allow him to come to this place at any time with me accompanying him. Accompany you."

Hearing Dara's stern tone, Ratih said nothing more. He knew Bagas really already had someone who had full rights over him.

Ratih did not return to the place where Bagas and his parents were talking. He chose to enter the room from the back door.

Dara returned to her original place with a smile. He just wants to maintain the integrity of his household. He will not forbid Bagas to go to this place again whenever he wants, nor will he prohibit Bagas from accompanying Ratih to therapy. But now Bagas would not be alone, he would accompany her husband wherever he went.

"Where, Ratih can't papa, right?" ask Mom to worry.

"Train well, Mom. In fact, he agreed later that if Mas Bagas sent him to the hospital, I also came."

Hearing that, Mom and Dad smiled. Bagas immediately grasped Dara's fingers gently. It looked like love was coming out of her eyeballs.

When they were already on the way, Bagas looked at Dara fixed, his mouth was already gasping for the results of the same press conference as Ratih earlier.

"Apaan the heck Mas kayak Jordi again lack of liquid aja." hiss Dara sebal.

Bagas took a deep breath and opened his mouth again, this time the sound from there came out smoothly.

"Where, Yang?" ask Bagas.

"Where is it, Mom?"

"You're talking about the same coach."

"Oh that, it's safe. I'll come with you and train you when you're going to the hospital."

"Training for nothing?"

"You mean?"

"Yes maybe he's in shock or something." guess Bagas.

"He doesn't want me. Yeah but I'm bodo. You know I'm the debate geek." Dara said casually.

"I was afraid that you'd be craving like you were Angel first."

"You think I'm that stupid? ngadepin Ratih different case with Angel yesterday, Mas. If Ratih must use the brain, if Angel emang must be invited to jotos." said Dara upset because he remembered the annoying incident some time ago.

"That's my wife. Your assesan was awarded something great all, Yang. Because your brain's guts are big too."

Dara giggled amusedly hearing her husband who was incompetent but not that much. Take his valuable assets again.

"Btw I forgot to buy Kimung food, Jordi also seems to have finished the food." Dara reminded Bagas who immediately patted his eel. He forgot the two different caste creatures had run out of food since yesterday.

Both are so good on their own. Bagas as quickly as possible directs his car to a tavern that sells pet food.

They quickly returned to the apartment. There are two species that are waiting for their master to feed.

Jordi was desperate, he tried hard pecking the cage as a form of protest. While Kimung had already banged his head desperately into his cage.

"Eh Neng Dara and Mas Bagas. From where? going home on vacation?" tanya Fat-bodied security who is fun to eat watermelon.

"What a holiday, sir, we want to save two different species of caste who already want to die up there."

Dara and Bagas half ran down the corridor and climbed to the top using the elevator. Dara became tired of running while carrying a heavy load on her body.

His breathing was boring like running a marathon. Bagas immediately opened the apartment and headed to the place where the two species were lying on their backs waiting for the arrival of their Master who had forgotten the obligation to feed.

Luckily, they will be saved soon.