Filla And Rangga (The Perfect Dream)
Chapter 200

Filla raised her hand blocking the sunlight from the window that began to disturb her sleep, it had already passed two days since Rangga's departure to Bali, and two days also Filla stared annoyed on the screen of his phone that did not display a single notification from Rangga like now.

Filla sighed, Lastly only Filla called when Rangga reached Bali, after which only a short message from Rangga about trivial things that actually did not need to ask Rangga according to Filla.

"You only care about the lights you put on, bummer!" said Filla while staring and pointing at the automatic lights that Rangga installed in their room.

the neglected phone rang, making Filla reflex quick to pick it up, but when checking it he had to come back disappointed, not a message from Rangga but Iren who asked him to go to Boutique immediately.

"That's up!" said Filla annoyed while throwing her phone, then pulled back the blanket to cover her face and shouted stifled while kicking the irritated blanket that covered her legs.

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"Beres is also the end," said Iren while shaking his waist.

They have finished the meeting that Iren always wanted for a long time, how not? Their client this time is one of the top Artists whose fashion sense has become a PR for Designers.

"Gue count has been 20 times more you sighed, like people lost the spirit of life," said Iren who was sitting next to Filla.

Filla lifted her back from the seat, "What? Just plain," replied Filla, unwilling to acknowledge Iren's words.

Iren rolled the lazy eyeball, "Don't tell me because your husband just left TWO DAYS?" said Iren full of emphasis as if insinuating Filla.

"If only two days he did not know me at all," said Filla annoyed at last.

Now even Iren who sighed, "My ego is also finally," Iren replied as he gently nudged Filla's leg.

"God!" Filla kept her feet away from Iren, staring resentfully at Iren.

Iren leaned his back against the side of the sofa, "It would mean that if the person was in front of the eyes of the sack, this was a lot of prestige."

"Gue isn't lo ya, any guy gets scuffed," Filla chanted as she stuck out her tongue.

Iren advanced his body, "Eh well, I'm the loyal type after meeting Glen," said Iren proudly.

"Yes I hope," said Filla.

"Return to the topic, what are you worried about from the departure of Rangga which is only TWO DAYS?" ask Iren full of insinuations.

"Udah nyindirnya time," said Filla while turning his eyes lazy, "Gue tuh sebel same Rangga, stay ngabarin doang very difficult, but if again deket aja, nempel mulu."

Iren leaned back again, then folded his hands together, "The most busy, you know your husband's company has advanced so rapidly in the past few months."

"His finger is broken? Don't chat, just call rarely, once the phone is even busy with lights, lights off also not."

Iren laughed, "Oh my best friend, love is dead with her husband," Iren anxiously poked Filla's chin.

Filla brushed off Iren's hand, "Seneng lo ya, guenya bad mood."

"Udah ah, Rangga tuh most busy, Rangga mah bucin sama lo."

Now even Filla who leaned his back on the back of the sofa, "Gue so parno, the incident used to repeat again, Vino was also so, suddenly cold finally even ngehamilin children people, and, lest Rangga jug...,"

Filla's words came to a halt as Iren's hands sinlessly covered Filla's mouth.

Filla rebelled, "Please Ren!" growled Filla while removing Iren's hand from her mouth.

"The prayer is Filla, Rangga different from the Vino-Vino, you know yourself how Rangga, although too late you realize the same love you."

"The end of their behavior is the same if again far away, ngeselin."

Filla threw a pillow right at Iren's face.

"Oh yeah, FILLA!" Iren had not had time to return Filla's throw, their client had greeted first, making Iren hold himself back and smile again at the client's service, but still a vengeful gaze he aimed at Filla.

Filla couldn't help but laugh when she saw her best friend holding her back, "The ignorant one who doesn't want to be colonized, that's Elo Ren," Filla told herself.

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Filla closed her design sketchbook and looked at the wall clock right next to her, two hours ago she busied herself making fashion sketches.

The sound of knocking on the door made Filla turn his head, "Come on Bi," said Filla as if he knew who had knocked on the door of his room.

"Non, will the milk now?" ask bi Salamah.

Filla shook her head, "Auntie take a break, I'll make it myself," said Filla kindly not to forget with a typical smile.

"Ok Non, Aunt to the back first, later if there is anything, ordinary.." bi Salamah rolled her eyes at Filla, "Call Aunty," continued bi Salamah complete with her laugh.

Filla laughed with Salamah's behavior, "Ready," Filla placed her hand on her forehead, as if paying respect to Salamah's father.

Still with his laughter bi Salamah left Filla's room, making Filla turn back his body.

Filla moved from her seat and took her mobile phone on the table, she laid her body on the mattress, her smile broke when Rangga's name appeared on the screen of her phone, as if knowing Filla was waiting for a call from her.

"Hallo," said Filla Jutek although the smile has not been separated from his face.

"What are you doing again? I just finished work." said Rangga without needing to be asked.

Filla sighed, Rangga said every day like a script that Filla memorized, "Still want no wife," said Filla intended to quip.

There was a ruckus across, "Ingetlah cook no dear, why kok jutek? When are you not jutek."

"Have a son! You call rarely, once you call the lights, the car is, the house has been locked or not, not really important," finally Filla managed to pull out the unkempt that he had held nearly 5 days.

Rangga laughed softly, "You're coming by the moon huh?" ask Rangga.

"Followed? In fact, you have an unclear husband!" said Filla sebal.

"Yaudah, you better rest, must be tired right, anyways come by the moon it must want to be angry."

Filla kept her phone away from her ears and stared in disbelief at the screen of the phone displaying a photo of Rangga and herself.

"The wife, the husband wants to take a shower first" said Rangga.

Filla without answering immediately turned off the call from Rangga and threw his phone on the sofa next to the mattress.

He wiped away the clear liquid that was slowly wetting his cheeks. Without saying Filla covered her whole body with a blanket, I don't know what she felt now only now Filla was crying in silence.

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Hi all...

how are you, thanks for waiting and nanyain continue when the story of Rangga and Filla back Up, hopefully like the continuation....

don't forget the trail.....