Filla And Rangga (The Perfect Dream)
Chapter 44

"Gue go to the toilet first," said Rangga walked leaving Filla who still enjoyed his dinner.

Rangga's phone lying on the table playing Rangga's favorite music, Filla showed up to see the phone screen that was brightly lit.

Filla exhaled while looking at Vebi's name there, which made it congested there was a heart*emotico*n beside Vebi's name, Filla should know this end.

Filla turned to the toilet door that never showed Rangga while Rangga's phone kept ringing.

Filla ventured to pick up Rangga's phone and answered a call from Vebi, "Halo Vebi," said Filla slowly.

Vebi just fell silent for a moment, "Filla?" ask her in a dislike tone.

"Yes, Rangga again in the toilet," Filla explained without being asked.

"Lo gapain in Rangga's apartment? Rangga still ngijinin? Don't tell me you still know the password of Rangga's apartment?" vebi asked, clearly sounding annoyed tone in every speech.

"Fill, what?" rangga asked while pulling the phone that Filla was holding.

Filla was speechless staring at the puzzled face of Rangga who was suddenly wrathful.

"Bi later I explained," said Rangga clearly look worried face there.

Rangga breathed a rough breath, it seemed like Vebi cut off the phone with Rangga.

"Fill why is it so funny to play lift?" ask Rangga.

Filla breathing resigned, "Mobile you sound from earlier, and you do not come out of the toilet, I take the initiative to lift," said Filla explained.

"The initiative is not for you that always makes me difficult," said Rangga then walked into his room and slammed the door.

Filla was silent to feel the tightness that felt familiar since this sense began to grow, Filla laughed at her heart that was stupid for Rangga.

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Filla with a giant step staring at the door of his apartment that never opened and showed Rangga, since morning Rangga did not enter his apartment as usual for cooking. Maybe Rangga was still upset with him about last night, but Rangga never inhabited him until he did not make breakfast for the two of them.

His stomach had been screaming since last time asking to be filled and now it was very night and too lazy to go out to buy food, indeed tonight he did not work, occasionally he looked at the door again and breathed resignedly.

"I think I should go there or I'm starving to death" Filla told himself. With a quick step he got out of the apartment and approached Rangga's apartment.

Without further ado he pressed the password of the door Rangga and went inside.

Filla looked around and found Rangga sleeping on the sofa, "Ngga woke up," Filla pulled Rangga's hand so that Rangga woke up from his sleep.

Rangga blinked his eyes several times, "Oh, there, I don't want to see your face," said Rangga while turning his back to Filla.

"That's really ngga, I laper ni, lo kok not masakin for me, come on personal affairs do not combine the same stomach affairs," whined Filla who was not digubris Rangga at all.

Rangga got up from his sleep and stared furiously Filla, "Can't you, don't you try to childish? You have to know the limit, I am not Rangga who will always find what you want, when you are angry and I will always persuade you, lo, when I'm angry you will be mediocre and whining, there are times when I am also tired of having to follow you!" rangga said firmly.

Filla looked at Rangga lekat, "Lo that's so damn? Lo changed when there was Vebi," said Filla angrily, whatever swipes Rangga, Filla never found Rangga with that look for him.

"No one changes anything, I just want to be independent, you say you want to be independent. This is madiri do not take care to eat alone can not," said Rangga really firmly staring at the bead of Filla's eyes.

Filla moved from her seat, "OK I won't ask you for help, and I'm sorry to always take notes!" said Filla then left Rangga.

When in Filla's room she shed her tears, I don't know, Rangga's gaze was like deciding everything that had happened between them. He picked up his jacket and walked out of his apartment, and he needed some fresh air.

Filla stared straight at the river in front of him, staring at the very bright Singapore Plyer, now he was sitting on an empty bench, alone in the cold of the night, the light was only dimly lit from the lights around the river fence. Indeed many people around him, although it is very night but that is the place, there are still many people who enjoy the night after tired of working during the day.

"Everything changes with just one sentence" he said, still staring straight ahead. Since then he cried remembering Rangga's words, it was not a big thing to cry, but Rangga's words like sticking strong in his heart to make him feel claustrophobic.

Filla got up from her seat and walked down the dim road, she was enough to cry and cold, she should have stepped home. His focus was only on Rangga's words, "Have I been bothering him all this time?" ask him on himself jendiri.

"Did he always feel burdened?" he asked again, then he looked down to remember all Rangga's words, and now he understood, Rangga also needed peace without him. Yes, so far he has always depended on Rangga, troubling Rangga.

Filla narrowed her eyes when she saw Rangga with several people standing under the street lamp in the middle of a narrow hallway.

Rangga's collar seemed to be pulled, Filla accelerated her steps towards Rangga. "The ladder!" filla shouted as Rangga sat down after throwing him a blow from a tall man in front of Rangga.

"Filla ran," cried Rangga with a gasp of breath.

Filla ignored and accelerated his steps toward Rangga, but his hands were firmly blocked until his steps stopped, "Detach!" he snapped loudly while stomping firmly his hand so that it slipped from the grasp of the tall man in front of him.

"Indonesian Bro," said the man to his friend as if they were also Indonesians thought Filla. Then they approached Filla.

Filla tried to get away by continuing to walk backwards, "Don't, or I shouted," Filla threatened to make the man laugh out loud.

"Just yell, you think anyone's heard?" he said he underestimated Filla who looked very scared. Now they are indeed in a very quiet place, because this road includes a narrow alley road that is quiet.

The man approached and blocked Filla's hand with a laugh, Filla was still trying to let go of the two men's hands, but his strength was not strong enough to defeat those who were large.

"Take him off!" rangga snapped loudly in his sitting state while holding his chest.

The man laughed, quickly the high-moustached man threw one punch at Rangga, then the man pulled the knife from his waist and intended to attack Rangga.

"Stop," said Filla while blocking the knife hit Rangga, as a result the knife scratched his wrist, "Aw ...!" Filla was complaining of pain, clasping her wrists more and more and more of fresh blood.

"Film ...!" shouted Rangga while standing over to Filla.

The man ran over to see Filla complaining of pain.