GENK DUDA ACUTE
81. Tragedies

At Beer Garden, Monday at four in the afternoon. Four men are looking down on their cell phones.

“Wah, this club can also,” said Sky, thrusting his phone into the middle of the table so that it can be seen together. Eight years ago, I was invited to a college bachelorette party. In this club,” said Sky, tapping his phone screen.

Dean pulled up Sky's arm and swiped the screen to look through the photos of the venue on the club's social media accounts.

“Emang no danger, yes, club gini no sosmednya?” rio asked with a serious look.

“Yes, not made in sosmednya dong, Papi Rio. Yes, times in sosmed contrived ‘staffed gembel’.” dancer available Dean snorted, then flicked at Rio's fingers that were nearby.

“Former, saucy dancers. Not all open, anyway. Only top doang, bottom of it still pack pants.” Sky chuckles.

“That's, right, first. Eight years ago you said. Now the dancer is retired. The club area there. Distantness. If asked to go home suddenly, we bother. Find another one,” Dean said.

“This one?” tanya Toni, come and put her phone into the middle of the table. “Gue has been here to bring guests from abroad, the truck is packed with photo albums. Pretty, not very pretty. But be it,” added Toni.

“Ya, yes. If it's really beautiful it must be a model.” Dean pulls Toni's hand closer to observe the club’ photo more clearly. “Eh, wait. I know this club. It wasn't called this, Ton. It's a club that's been on fire and a lot of casualties. Many women and guests of CO2 poisoning because they can not find the emergency door. The extinguishers don't work. It leads to a lawsuit in court. The club had gone bankrupt. I followed the case,” Dean said.

“Ih, really cool. Although it has been renovated, still serem. I used to be invited to that place. The final level college. Farewell is the story. Joint Venture take the dancer's package. Three girls. Excitement too,” Rio said laughing.

“Gue kira lo very holy, Yo!” The sky patted Rio's shoulder.

“All normal men who live in a big city I think must have once twice known that so.” Rio defended himself.

“Moreover if there is money, yes, Yo!” sindir Dean punched Rio's arm.

“Common to many references. Where?” ask Tony to Dean. “Gue no longer knows. Want it to my partner prestige, dong!” hatch Toni.

“Iya, no. The effect is so bad. So that's how it is. I guess there is no experience. In front of fellow men, sangar is important.” The sky shook not agreeing that they had to ask others about the info of finding a good club.

The other three men who heard that, nodded in agreement.

“Gue once brought clients to the club soan. Makep-makep, anyway. But ...” Dean curled his lips and shrugged his shoulders.

“But why?” rio asked impatiently.

“Liat, here!” Dean put his phone in the middle of the table. The other three people were busy looking down on the phone.

“Wah, a week ago closed due to raids?” Tony looked at Dean.

Dean nodded weakly.

“That guest transported all?” ask Rio.

Dean nodded back.

“Log in to the news, dong? Got his face shot at the camera?” ask Sky.

Dean still nodded.

“Yaah .. whereas I think the club is good, yes.” The sky was sad.

“It's not hard nyari is so now,” cetus Toni.

Dean nodded back. “Bene. Now much turned into a SPA plus-plus. Girl dressed sensual while ngasi massage continues additional services. If mijet plus-plus, mending ama bini. We, right, want to squirm girl nari. Don't want anything.” Dean laughs.

“Why don't we rent Batavia Dancer for that?” sky Syndicate.

Hearing what the heavens said, the other three men burst into laughter.

“What's chat, anyway? Very exciting, Genk Duda Acute.” Diky, the Beer Garden bartender came close to the table with a tray filled with drinks they ordered when it arrived just a moment ago.

“Baek-baek you call Genk Duda Acute. This widower who is just one,”—Dean pat Toni—“ shoulder will soon sell out,” said Dean.

“Oh, yes? Which same one? Which college kid?” diky asked, standing holding a tray that had been empty.

“The same ex who always felt missed,” replied Dean. “Ya no, Ton?” Dean massages Toni's shoulders.

“Diem, lo!” sergeant Toni, get Dean's hand off his shoulder.

“Mbak Wulan?” tanya Dicky made sure.

“Yes, same Wulan. Toni returned to Wulandari's mother's lap. It never feels a lie,” added Dean again while giggling alone.

“Si dogs from earlier suckle people continue.” The sky took the tissue and schematized it. As he throws a tissue at Dean, his best friend quickly hides behind Toni's body.

“Oh, same chair that lecture. Because yesterday—”

“Why?” tanya Toni, Rio and Sky in unison.

“Yesterday Mbak that came here. Sit down and eat your regular kayak. Same thing, girl. But squirm to this table, anyway. Kirain has the same appointment Mas Toni.” Dicky shrugged his shoulders.

“Tasya to here?” ask Toni. Diky nodded. “No, coke. Coincidentally, it was again wanted to come here,” replied Toni.

Diky laughed as he wagged his tray. “Gue back,” said Diky, pointing towards the bar the customer came to.

Rio and Sky looked at each other. Dean was silent thinking. It was impossible for Tasya to come all the way just to eat in that place.

“Iya—iya, I also think so.” The sky agreed. “Type Tasha, you know. Melancholic sentimental. Every fight returns stuff. Toni's face is torn to pieces, even though she herself printed the photo.” The sky did not believe that Tasya came to that place with his friend just to eat. There must be something the woman was looking for.

“Returned items?” ask Dean. “Cause? The goggles? But the car is not returned, yes ...” Dean clucking.

“Kayak si Disty return car only. Your ex also ran away with the car,” Sky said.

“He consistently robbed me. Disty never crave using the event to return the goods,” said Dean.

“Because he knows if he returns, he will actually pull everything again. He knows very well about that Dean,” Toni said.

“Originally don't ask for a reciprocal, Ton.” Rio. “What Tasya denger you want to marry again, he wants to say something, so?” Rio looked at Toni.

“Ne-know. I have no estimate. But when it comes to coincidences eating here, I believe. Because Wulan is also about to stop by. He just met him in the building of the decks here,” said Toni.

“Gue also does not believe Wulan met his deket-decet here. What I believe, Wulan wants to meet you. Kangen for example,” Dean said, shrugging his shoulders.

“Ah, time anyway?” Toni asked back. Half in disbelief, yet happy to think about Wulan looking for an excuse just to meet her.

“Cieee .... Wulan kangen's. Cieee,” sneered Sky, flicking Toni's fingers in front of him.

“But it seems there are more kangen,” said Rio suddenly. His gaze led to the entrance. Instantly everyone turned to look at the object of Rio's gaze.

“Mampus,” Dean. “Persis as I thought. Tasya must be hot with the grapevine you really want to reverse the same Wulan. He must have come here. Same phone chat you must ignore, yes?” dean asked, looking at Toni. Toni grimaced, then nodded.

It didn't take long, Tasya was already standing by their table.

“Mas Toni, I want to talk to you for a minute.” Tasya hugged her sling bag in front. His face was visibly riled up as three men there looked at him unfettered.

“OK, come.” Toni stood up then walked to the corner of the cafe and chose a small square table with two chairs facing.

“Ngapain again, anyway. What else to say?” The sky followed Toni and Tasya with a glance.

“Tadi Toni said Wulan is here, right?” Rio turned back towards the entrance.

“Kalo is not quickly resolved, Toni will repeat my story. The difference is, I can flirt in the room. If Toni, will be threatened to cancel the room.” Dean chuckles.

“Padahal want to talk club. There are only those who hinder our demonic intentions,” added Sky also chuckled.

“Hopefully not for long. Where Wulan wants to come. I also became curious, nih, mengeliat Batavia Dancer.” Rio also laughed at the ridiculous thing he just said.

“About what, yes?” The sky was curious and turned to where Toni and Tasya were sitting opposite.

“Tasya at most did not expect Toni to actually remarry with Wulan after four years. He dated long with her. He hasn't let go. Then he was sad because Toni did not permit or talk to him. Sure I am,” said Dean.

And what Dean said was true. That's what Tasya is like. Feeling that he knew Toni better and the man's desire all along. He felt that Tony did not appreciate their relationship in the past. Toni should have asked or at least told him first.

“Mas very strong, yes. For those two years, I really just thought I was a boyfriend. We never want to take our relationship more seriously. If you really want to reciprocate with an ex-wife, why dating me for that long?” Tasya looked at Toni with an irate look.

“But we broke up a long time ago, Tasya. And who sent you. Not me,” Toni said.

“Mas Toni no effort,” Tasya said.

“Because I think that might be the best for us. You are, right, young. And we often talk about this. You don't gini anymore, dong. I have no evilin you.” Toni looked at Tasya in despair. He was tired of repeating the same conversation. Toni glanced at the clock on her wrist restlessly.

At another table.

Dean suddenly rounded his eyes looking at the door.

“Resid Toni. End,” sis Dean.

The sky and Rio were also looking at the entrance.

“It looks like we are not destined to squirm dancers old or young,” muttered Sky.

“Long, deh, business.” Rio looked at Wulan who was walking straight past their table. The woman went straight to the table where Toni and Tasya were.

“Mas!” call Wulan.

Toni was gently patting Tasya's crying shoulder, then looked up. His face was pias. Wulan asked for an explanation through a gaze. He knew Tasya. While in Sukabumi, he observed Toni and Tasya fighting at the door of the restaurant. And at that time Wulan had to accept ridicule from Rey about Toni's romantic relationship that was always chaotic.

“Lan,” replied Toni, her hand directly away from Tasya's shoulder.

Tasya still wiped her tears.

“Heh! You are! What else do you want?” ask Wulan cynically.

The three men at the other table looked at each other. Their delusion about the dancers froze for a moment.

To Be Continued

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