Divorced for Binal
Widow of young age

In the stillness of the night, accompanied by a beautiful twilight, was standing on the balcony of the apartment alone, Miranda Anderson. The only daughter of Anderson, owner of Multy Strada. He worked in the company of the father since his return from Nurnberg-Germany.

Honestly Miranda does not like the business world of the father, because it feels uncomfortable and just a headache. In his mind, rather than being an unemployed person it is better to work while looking for a mate so as not to live too long in solitude with the status of a widow at a young age.

Miranda pulls the device out of her pajama pocket, choosing to sit on the balcony couch to find out about Dean's wife, Tyas.

They could be said to know each other, because Tyas was a schoolmate when he was in Singapore at that time, making him remember anyone who became his friend when school.

The smooth-looking taper jemari, constantly swiping its screen, searched for information about Tyas on social media. Sure enough, Tyas had changed his status to marry Dean. The 'maried' emblem was clearly visible there, making Miranda only smile thinly. For some reason, he immediately filed a friendship with Tyas on his personal social media account. Just to tighten their friendship because they have not met for a long time as fellow alumni of Mulity Telent International School Singapore.

Just a fad, Miranda sent a message through the inbox for Tyas ...

[Hi ... still want me]

Messages are only sent, and cannot be seen read or not, because they have not made friends there.

Miranda smiled to herself, imagining a kiss with Dean who never changed, polite, gentle and full of feelings. "Agh, Dean ... Why the hell don't you ever want to come back with me again? Is that how disappointed you are that I was unfaithful ...?"

She recalls when the judge knocked on her divorce hammer three years ago. Just a short message Miranda sent to Dean.

[I am officially separated from my husband, would you like to marry me ..]

Without waiting for a long time the message was immediately replied.

[Sorry, I've found a patch of heart]

Sick, disappointed, Miranda again had to swallow a bitter pill for not expecting that Dean would reply to her message with extremely painful words. "Does Dean really hate me? Until now, he has never forgiven me .." he said in solitude.

Miranda slowly turned towards the door of her apartment elevator, hearing that there were guests visiting tonight, surprising her daydream.

When the elevator door opened, instantly his feelings went from sad to joyless. Miranda saw the figure of Heru Klinikum, a friend and lover of hearts without asking more about their continuation in the future.

Miranda ran a little closer to Heru, then tightly hugged the body of a handsome man who was also longing. "Gru!"

Quickly, the curly-haired man immediately rushed into Miranda's body which he missed so much.

The small kisses that both give because of the feeling of longing, make Miranda reluctant to move from the sling of a man who always comes to like, go as she pleases.

Miranda curled up on Heru's shoulder as she asked, "Lo where have you been? I miss, you know," he still inhales the very contrasting masculine scent of Heru's body.

Heru laughed because he could not help but be amused, "The new gue nyampe this morning. Continue to go home first to the mother's house, maybe tomorrow I will go to Bali because there is a photo shoot there," he said to make Miranda immediately choose to get off the sling of the friend during college.

Miranda let out a heavy sigh again, then puffed her smooth cheeks, "Keep you why here, huh? If indeed you are going to Bali tomorrow, you do not have to come again my residence! I don't need you!" regretted moving to the refrigerator, then continued his remark, "Ogh .. Is there a new model? Oya, maybe the day after I will apply to be a narcotics agency in this country. I saw some information about Google terms, so I wanted to quit Multy Strada. Let me just say, Beny is the one who takes care of papa's company, because I don't like the business world."

The two netra looked back at each other, Heru then hugged Miranda from behind, again he gently kissed the widow's neck with a suspicious feeling, "Tumben, how do you want to be a part of this country? Wouldn't it be nice to come with me for a photo shoot, and we could spend some time in Bali." He began to tease friends as well as his stopover with longing.

Miranda smiled mischievously, turned her body around, looking fixedly at Heru's brownish iris with the same feeling, "Gue doesn't like hot areas, dear. If you want, we go to the field. I'd like to see Dean," honestly, without feeling guilty.

Heru's frown wryly, he shook his head, grieving not to think that Miranda still remembered the former school days, "Lo still hopes for her? Why Mir .. come on, I'm here for you. I'm willing to do anything, the important thing is never to remember him again. Move on Miranda!" regretted with mixed feelings.

Miranda and Heru are not lovers, but two people who need each other until later will find the right woman or man to fill their lives together.

Heru's status is still single, making him feel happy because it can vent his desire on a very good woman is also honest like Miranda. It was not once twice that the long-spirited man heard his best friend spend the night with another man besides himself. But he tried to survive so that their lives do not follow the trend of free life as people out there. Heru is not a man who likes to change partners, so is Miranda.

So Miranda decides to split up, then establish a statusless relationship with Heru when the young man is in the metropolis.

Heru softly kissed Miranda's lips that had not been able to hold. Three weeks apart from the best friend, made himself ambitious to finish the job in a hurry. Plus the beautiful widow did not reply to all the short messages whatsApp sent a few days ago.

Feeling the sweet kisses Heru getting naughty, Miranda immediately chose to avoid the invitation of her best friend to make love.

"Mir, why the hell? Not like you usually refuse me, do not miss you the same me, hmm?" He approached Miranda, who was already throwing her body on the living room sofa.

"Gue kelp is the same, lo! If you go to Bali tomorrow, better finish the job here! Don't make me wait too long, dong. Yesterday you stayed with me on the grounds there was a photo shoot in Shanghai for wedding, now model, tomorrow let alone Heru Permadi!"

Heru's laughter broke because he heard his name called the friend but his message with full affirmation. Miranda always mentioned her full name when they were arguing long like this.

Miranda's face was increasingly upset, he glanced sharply at Heru who always brought his face closer if the idol was overwhelmed with disappointment like tonight, "You are beautiful if you are craving, do not latch on, dong. Later we can no longer miss," he kissed on the young widow's earlobe.

Miranda immediately threw her body on the back of the sofa, enjoying the sweet kiss that Heru gave her. Both his eyes were tightly shut, enjoying the beautiful touch of the man who for six months filled his days.

The moaning escaped Miranda's red lips, making Heru smile mischievously because it was no longer power to want to play around with the friend for long.

"Gr ..." Back the sigh came out of Miranda's tiny lips when slowly Heru opened the pajamas worn by the idol.

Heru whispered back to Miranda, "I love you, Mir ..."

Both are dissolved in a happy mood. The words of love that are always expressed by a man who is one year younger than him are able to break down all barriers between them.

Decaapan, a groan that became a longing groan made Heru even more dissolved in his feelings game.

"Gr ..." Heru stomped deeper when he heard the long cry from Miranda's lips that gaped at his release for the umpteenth time.

Both bodies collapsed, the breath felt stingy making Miranda smile full of happiness. "I love you too" he kissed Heru on the shoulder, then headed to the room to rest.

However, like a pungguk who still misses the moon, back Heru cradled the slender body of his best friend to both pick up dreams in a longing mood wrapped in unconditional desire.

***

In a different place, Dean Alexander was sitting enjoying a glass of black coffee made by Tyas. The two married couples told each other about the activities of the husband who had just returned from the metropolitan city and received an award as head of branch in the auspices of PT. Anugerah Finance's.

Tyas explained while asking the husband, "Who, if I give birth .. brother is still in Medan or will move again? I am still not strong enough to move around the city, because mom and dad have also settled here. So we're just here, huh? SK I also just came down this morning to be placed in Samsat Medan, bang."

Just a thin smile on the corner of Dean's lips, he gently rubbed his wife's back and then kissed the distended stomach of the woman who was carrying her seeds. "You're here. If for your career, let it go .. everything will be fine. After all, you are also not lonely because our children will be born and if we are far apart, we are used to long distance."

With a sweet smile, Tyas just gently rubbed the head of the husband he loved so much since college.

Tyas is not a woman who is at home silent without thinking about her career, for him outside the house Dean is free to do anything, as long as not betraying their marriage, even though this marriage is a mistake.

Before long they tell each other and play their devices, immediately the two eyeballs Tyas gasp, see a short message through his social media inbox from someone. "Miranda, agh. You brat, you know that I'm his upperclassman, where is he now ...?"

With a message from Miranda, Tyas immediately replied to the message.

[Hi, you how is little sister ... where is your current position? Whether you have returned to Singapore, or are still living in Jakarta]

It was the only message that Tyas sent, smiling happily at the husband who had begun to love him.