FORCED CHEATING
159 #WAIT

After visiting Bu Harni's residence yesterday, Bu Elin was very excited to prepare for the company's year event which was at the same time with Danar and Riri's fiancee, though Mr. Rian had suggested that the engagement plan was held separately because they had not heard directly the readiness of Danar himself. But Ms. Elin was so cool, she even deliberately invited her secretary and her husband's personal assistant to the house on holidays like this to help conceptualize the event.

“Everything's done, Mom. I have sent an e-mail to the event organizer about the concept design that you want.” Said Vincent the personal assistant of Mr. Rian.

“Good, has no one missed?”

“Everything is to the liking of Mother.” Secretary of the House of Elin.

“Thank God, if anything please you guys take care of ya. I will be very busy the next few days.”

“Good, Bu.” Answer them in unison.

Once they feel enough

pampered. Ms. Elin smiled with satisfaction as her plan was about to materialize.

“Mommy is too fast to take steps, we have not met Danar you.” Mr. Rian glanced at his wife who was leaning leisurely on the sofa because her back was sore.

“Dad be calm, Danar would agree with Mom. The boy won't argue.” Miss Elin is sure.

“But it's still a few weeks away from the show, ma'am. There is still plenty of time to talk about it with Danar, who knows he has his own concept.”

“He won't think about it, Dad. The proof is now that I told him to come here and go to the store.”

“Then wait for the weekday, can you talk to him at the office?”

“Iya later mom talk to him.”

At the same time in a different place, Riri seemed restless in her room. His intention was to take a nap because today he had a work holiday instead of becoming confused. How many times Riri changed his sleeping position looking for the most comfortable position, but because his mind is not because it makes him stop napping. Riri got up hugging her roll. The flash of events he experienced with Danar flashed alternately in his mind.

“Hhhhh. But why does my heart doubt this?” Riri's sigh threw her gaze out the window.

Men like Danar of course many like, not least with Riri. He does not deny his own feelings, he does like Danar, but the feeling may be more inclined to a sense of awe rather than lead towards love. Riri remembers his first encounter with Danar when his bike broke down after coming from the course. At that time he thought Danar was a criminal who wanted to begal his motorbike, it turns out that Danar actually helped Riri's motorbike. Then the next meetings, when they eat meatballs, when they always meet on some occasion accidentally. But he never met alone, there was always Via his brother when meeting with Danar, although his brother was like always jutek Danar but in fact Danar always be nice. Moreover, Danar selflessly nolongin Via at night should be taken to the clinic.

Once again Riri sighed in concern. How much Danar has done for his family. Danar also supported him to go forward in pioneering the cake business with Bu Elin. In recent times he and Danar have increasingly intensely met, Danar is always there when he needs to. Danar is even more alert than the 911 emergency call.

Ah my goodness …. Why is my heart so this, Mas …

Krietl ….

Riri's room door opened slowly, Bu Harni's face appeared later.

“Ri, what are you doing?” Tegur Bu Harni while entering sat on the lip of the bed approaching his youngest daughter.

“Nothing else to say, Bu.” Riri shifted as far as his sitting position.

“You're thinking about that fiancee huh?”

Riri nodded without daring to look at her mother's face.

“Do you love Danar?” Tanya Bu Harni who was repulsed made Riri surprised, but immediately tried to cover it up.

“No...., don't know Bu.”.

“Perhaps it should have been yesterday we did not approve Bu Elin.”'s plan Lirih Bu Harni's.

“Do you disagree if I am engaged to Mas Danar?” Riri nanya's turning.

“Mom doesn't want to be a barrier to your happiness, Ri.”

“I know if mom is also really doubtful like me.” Riri said this time looking at the face of the woman who had given birth and raised him. “What is the mother's doubt because of her Papa Mas Danar?”

Miss Harni commented a thin smile. “Mother and Mr. Hadi have talked a lot at that time, we agreed that we will give your blessing if you are destined to be a match.” Day ma'am covered the doubts that still enveloped her heart.

“Thank God, I thought mom wouldn't agree.” Riri relieved.

“Mother agrees, but why do you yourself seem so hesitant?”

Riri averted his eyes to the floor tiles, his hands played the bolster pillow straps, Mom harni knew the youngest was being overwhelmed with anxiety. Riri is only 20 years old now, the age that is too young to marry for most people, Bu harni also understands, maybe at that age Riri feels still unstable, while Danar himself is very mature and ready to marry, the age of Danar 32 years now, adrift age far enough seems to make Riri increasingly doubtful.

“I'm not sure yet of my own feelings, Mom.” Said Riri later.

Bu Harni gently rubbed Riri's back. “Begging God for guidance, may your decision be right. It's not too late if you change your mind." Bu Harni said Riri meaningfully.

Riri just nodded. Bu Harni then exits the room leaving Riri who returns with her own worries. His mind was now on Danar.

Did Danar also agree to this engagement plan? Why didn't he ask for me? Or maybe he doesn't know? But there's no way Ms. Elin would dare to ask for my willingness and Mother if Mas Danar himself does not know. Does Danar like me? He was a perfect guy, he never fucked me. But why has he never expressed his feelings to me at all? Did all of that ignore him show other women too? Then I'm just a dog kege eran all this time? Ah, but it's impossible! Mas Danar is not the type of man who easily promotes the same kindness carelessly women.

Riri continues to be engrossed with his own mind until I do not feel adzan ashar sounding.

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This afternoon after work, Via was surprised by a creature that he really wanted to avoid its appearance. Who else wouldn't be Bujel.

“Saviour syore Jeng Isyana Sarasvati..” Sapa Bujel with a sweet look as possible.

Via who is tired of working all day so it is more and more sebel saw the presence of his super kepo neighbors that afternoon-afternoon gini already mejeng in front of his house.

“Why is Jeng here? Will you be waiting for me to come home?” ketus Via opened the hinge of his house gate.

Instead of being embarrassed because they were caught waiting for Via, Bujel even cuek nyelonong preceded the owner of the house. Via parked his bike in the yard and searched for a door lock in his briefcase.

“I can play, Jeng?” Bujel was already sitting on the terrace with a heartless disregard for the visibly tired Via.

“I want to rest.” Said Via after successfully opening the door.

Geez, this is a really nice guy! Don't know if I'm tired!

“Can you, Jeng?” Ask Bujel.

“Hm, take aja.”

“Yess, max yes.” Bujel went to the back, opened the kitchen door to look for a knife.

“Kalo have finished cepetan go home! I want a break, don't forget to close the door again!” Said Via sonorous deliberately let the Bujel horrified.

“Iya, jeng!” Reply Bujel.

BRUOK!

Via slammed the bedroom door and threw his body on the mattress for a moment to unwind. Every time Bujel arrived he was always worried, somehow Via felt Bujel was spying on him. (Well, isn't it true? Via did not know if Bujel was indeed a secret agent sent by his wicked mother-in-law.)

In the backyard of the Via rented house, Bujel who had gotten two papayas instead of going home immediately even deliberately lingered there. He was racking his brain how to get any information about Via because the photo of his shots the other day was apparently not responded to by Bu Een at all. Bujel was upset because he was ignored by Bu Een, he tried to call many times but instead Bu Een's number was not active. Bujel who does not know if Bu Een is again hit by severe stress until he does not want to eat and drink, do not receive a phone call, do not take a call, the breath was like he was not strong so acute feelings of envy in his heart towards Bu Harni who had just visited a wealthy family that day.

“Udah sell news using micin levels according to the dose is still not digubris same as the Vampire, insolent him! Is he willing to break the contract? It can't be like this! can factory dong family sembako supplier, I can not give up. I should be able to pry anything about Jeng's personal life Via.” Bujel's willpower is as strong as steel.

He is now sitting quietly in the backyard, his style is already like that of having a house. Several times he looked inside hoping that Via would come out soon, but he had said yes when Via told him to leave immediately when it was finished. Basic Bujel, apparently he just answered yes but not horrified what Via said.

Bujel that has been mastered kepo, move in and close the back. He stopped in front of Via's room.

“Sepi.” Bujel Gumam. “Oh, maybe take a shower, just got home from work. I wait in front of you.” Bujel headed to the front yard then saw a row of vegetables Via that teased his celamitan soul. Some tomatoes look adorable yellow. “Wah, can all be taken also.” Without a second thought Bujel harvested tomatoes that can only be resigned to the sinful hand.

Meanwhile in his room, Via was jumped. He just fell asleep for about fifteen minutes.

“Yeah! Sample overslept.” Via rubbed his face and grabbed his phone, at 5:25. Via got up intending to take a bath to refresh his body. “Eh, that person has come home yet?” Via remembered Bujel.

Via towards the kitchen, he saw the rear intuition was closed. He was relieved because he thought the Bujel creature had returned home.

Drrr…

The phone in his hand was shaking.

“Mas Mirza?” Via blushes happily to find a phone call from her husband. “Halo, Mas. Assalamualaikum.” Sapa Via while throwing his bokon on the sofa in the middle room.

“Halo, Wa aleikumussalam my wife my most beautiful, kind hearted world second to none.” Reply Mirza with romance face no less happy.

“Ih, start!” Via smiled with her husband's chatter. “Kok tumben clock this time call, Mas? No more chiffon?”

"Mas want some happy news, honey."

"What's that?"

"Mad's home tomorrow."

"What's? Which is real, Mas?" Via could not cover up his happy mixed shock.

"Dear baby, I'm going home early. Tomorrow Mas arrived in Surabaya, after everything was finished Mas immediately went home by train from here."

"Alhamdulillah.., I am very pleased Mas Mirza came home." Didn't feel Via shedding tears, his longing that was so explosive that it made him powerless to hold haru.

Bujel who has finished harvesting tomatoes without permission vaguely heard people talking from inside the house. His talent is increasingly rampant, Bujel entered with a step without a sound, peeking from the parapet between the living room and the middle room of the house Via.

"Jeng Via, who is it? How cool I think." Bujel put the ears well.

"Hey, I can." Via looks blushed. "Important to bring your heart whole to me, I don't need other souvenirs." Continue Via.

"So really, just want his heart? Don't want anything else?" Temptation Mirza from across.

"What the hell else, Mom?"

"Heem, pretend you don't understand Mas's wife."

"Don't really understand me, Mom."

"Yes, you'll see your house too, sweetie."

"Terserah Masih. Anyway, be careful later, say if you already want nyampe, I'll pick up Mas at the station."

"Yes, honey." Mirza is anxious with his wife who is sometimes innocent but so fierce when fighting in the 'war arena. "Oh yeah, you don't come by the moon anymore, do you, honey?" Ask Mirza later.

Via forehead wrinkled, "no, just finished. Why is it Mas?"

"Yes! Special get-togethers for you soon, darling. We're gonna spend a long night enjoying it."

"Aahhhhh.....! My name is Mirza ......!!!" Screeched Via with blushing cheeks was not strong enough to withstand the embarrassment so aware of her husband's veiled intentions. "Nothing is wrong with you .....!!"

The solemn Bujel peeked so jumped in shock at the screams of Via.

"Wooh! Mas Chicko said what, how can Jeng Via yell like that?" Bujel pulled himself against the wall. "Hm, it will be hot news nih. si Lampir definitely add nyut-shut if you know his son will be home soon. yess, free pot again. And then, if the windfall is not going anywhere. No need to wait until maghrib, hihiiii..." Bujel immediately went home cheering gleefully in his heart.

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