Faithfulness Ratih And Darma
Chapter 18
The coach arrived at an apartment. Well it was the apartment belonging to the man who had helped Ratih earlier.
Ratih is still deep into the drenched. He looked shivering.
The man then told Ratih to sit down.
"Sit down first !" pinta the man.
"No need sir. Later the sofa can get wet. My clothes are still wet."
W**hat, Father? he called me Father? Am I that old?
The man then stepped towards the mirror. He reflected while observing in detail his face.
I still look good, and I don't look so old. I do not deserve to be called Father. Ngaco this girl.
The man returned to Ratih.
"Don't call me Father. I'm still a bachelor."
"Certainly? what should I call you? Om? Uncle? or sir?"
"There is no other name, other than what you said."
"Certainly? what do I call you? I don't know your name." Said Ratih whose lips were still shaking in coldness.
"Oh yes. We haven't met Dad. I know Nino."
Nino reached out her hand which was welcomed by Ratih's hand.
"Train."
"Yes call me Nino. Or you can call Brother, Mas, or Brother. No problem. But don't call me Om, Mister, or Father."
"All right."
"Yes already. You look very pale. Now you change clothes first. You sleep here first tonight. I have two rooms. And you can sleep in my room. Let me sleep in the next room.
After that Ratih stepped out to go to Nino's room.
"You slept in my room first. And you can wear my shirt. Whatever you want to wear. Most importantly, I live alone. So there's no girl's shirt here."
"Yes. Thank you." Thank you."
"Well, if you need anything, just say it. Don't worry. Consider it, I'm your best friend."
Ratih.
After that, Nino closed the room door before going to the kitchen. Nino to the kitchen prepares warm milk for their treat tonight.
Meanwhile in Ratih's room sorting through his clothes.
"Yes. All men's clothes. What am I wearing?" Train to scratch his head that does not itch.
Ratih picked up one of the oversized looking shirts.
"I have to wear this anyway." Ratih sneered while observing the clothes he was holding.
"This must be a looseness. But that's okay, this shirt is big enough. And definitely, cover my body to the knees. Lagian Nino also seems like a good person. No way he fucked with me." Ratih's Mumbles
Nino still has a glass of milk. After it was all done, Nino stepped onto the dining table and placed the two cups of milk there.
Train peeking out from behind the bedroom door.
"I thirst. What is Nino again? Cook me out in a gini-like shirt.But, there's nothing else." Ratih Muttered.
Nino approached to Ratih.
"Hi. I made you warm milk. So that your body can hang a little."
Train smile.
"Thank you Nino."
Nino nodded. "Together."
***
It's morning. As usual, Darma went to work. But this time, something still stuck in his mind.
Until now, Ratih has no news. Mr. Rudy and Ms. Lisna were very worried about her son.
Darma stepped out. At the dinner table, Mas Husni, Bu Arum, and Pak Arwan had gathered for breakfast.
Darma did not look at their faces. He came out of the house with a raging mind.
Arriving at the office, Darma immediately threw his body onto the sofa. Suddenly Nino approached him.
"Hi, why are you. Any more problems?" tanya Nino sat down.
"Hem."
"The story dong ! "Ink Nino.
"Where's Arfan?" ask Darma.
"Arfan didn't come in. His wife was horrified again," replied Nino.
"Oh..." Mangosteen darma. He just found out about the birth of Arfan's son.
Nino smiles to herself.
"It's more than that, bro?" said Nino enthusiastically.
Darma responded lazily.
Hah most trouble his new girl. The playboy cap lizard.
"Know not Bro."
"What?"
"Night I met a pretty girl in the middle of the street."
"Ah, most comfort women."
"This is different Bro. She's a labil ABG girl."
"ABG Girl?"
Darma is reminded of Ratih.
"Yes. Last night I found him in the middle of the road. He's so fucked up." The word Nino.
"Continue?" Darma began to seriously respond. He wanted to make sure that the girl was really Ratih.
"Gue took her to my apartment."
"But you're okay?" ask Darma khawatit.
Because all this time, Darma knew that Nino was very fond of sleeping with her girlfriends.
"Yes not...I wasn't that cruel that time. I'll do it on the basis of liking. Not by rape."
"Go back to your apartment" said Darma, rising from his seat, and stepping up to his desk.
***
After work, Darma headed straight to Nino's apartment as well as his boss. Because now Darma works in Nino's office.
"Wear my car." Nino.
Nino and Darmapun finally slide into Nino's apartment.
"Why the hell Dar, vKayaknya you are curious about this girl?" ask Nino curious.
"Yes, I'll tell you everything. What matters now, you anterin I met Ratih."
"You can tell his name."
"Udah street. Don't take it."
"I am nanya. You know me Ratih?"
"She's my girl."
Nino gawking. He looked surprised.
"Seriously you?" Nino glanced towards Darma
Darma.
Nino is driving again. His mind was still fixed on Ratih.
Is it true that Darma guy who has made Ratih heartbroken? But as far as I know, Darma's a loyal guy. But why, well, Ratih can commit suicide.
"Yes Seriously. What a joke I have again! " Darma looks increasingly upset.
It could be that Ratih is in Nino's apartment. And maybe he didn't want to go home and stay in that apartment.
"This time you, same explanation debt me Dar."
Ratih. Why do you always make me worry
Arriving at the apartment.
Darma goes in with Nino. And Darma did not see the figure of Ratih there.
Darma grabbed Nino's collar.
"Where is she, huh, what are you doing my girl." The flames of jealousy are burning inside Darma.
"Prophe Bro. I didn't touch him at all. I just want to help her."
"What, help?"
Darma took off his grip.
"Yes. He committed suicide last night. He wants to crash himself into my car. Thankfully I can still see it. Otherwise, he could die."
"What's? My trainer wants to kill herself?"
"Yes. Her appearance is very messed up."
"Where is he now?"
"In my room."
"What?" Darma glares. His anger is rising. The flames of jealousy burned his heart.
"Liet down Bro. She sleeps in my room, and I sleep in the other room, I never touch her even if I'm pretty."