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"BTW, the Farah suddenly there was a meeting yes, but he said free loh"


Said Nia while devouring her cup cake


"Do not know, well the name of the cooperation of officials where we know the schedule"


Sahut Alin with his cuckoo face.


"Well, positive, maybe she has a boyfriend, so we're at number two. Just like Rara used to be the first time near Andreas"


Sindir Fathur with his ignorant face.


"What the hell... jealous yes the same we-we already have a partner? when do you have a partner? from our time in High School I've never seen you walk the same chick!"


Rara insinuates Fathur.


"Gue it's hard to know.just I'm lazy to say the same to all of you, my girl is very much"


Fathur said arrogantly.


"Haizzzz"


They all laughed at Fathur.


At exactly eleven o'clock in the evening, they disperse and go home to each other. While Alin still lives in his cafe while helping his employees who clean up the cafe that wants to close.


After he finished, Alin stepped foot into his car. Just as he was getting into the car, he received a phone call from someone who had recently filled his days.


"Yes beb, Ok I'm sliding"


Alin turned off his phone and started the car engine, then went somewhere to meet someone.


....


Rara was brought home by Fathur. When Rara was about to book a taxi online, Fathur prevented her and offered to drive Rara home. Because it just so happens that their house is unidirectional.


As usual, when Rara in the car Fathur he always tuned his favorite song aloud and sang along while screaming.


Fathur already quite understood the behavior of his best friend. He just smiled at Rara.


"Whisper the chuby"


Fathur pretended to be upset.


"Belvin. wekkk"


Rara stuck out her tongue mocking Fathur.


Fathur shrunk the volume of his music.


"Well, let's get criticized, ah, you're not cool with fat..."


Rara pouted looking at Fathur like a child.


"For a minute, I'll talk"


Said Fathur while glancing at Rara with a veiled face.


"By the way?"


"Ra, are you happy?"


"meaning?"


"Yes you're happy, don't you want to get married.I mean you're happy not with Andreas?"


Hearing Fathur's question, Rara shifted her seat until her body faced Fathur who was driving the car.


"Do you say that?"


Ask Rara with a serious face.


"Yes just. I don't want you to be unhappy that's what it means"


Fathur, bite the corner of his lips softly.


"That's weird, yeah happy is my choice. Anyway yes, Andreas is his good guy, hardworking, handsome, real guy, and most importantly he's loyal.."


"Oh.. Thank God, I pray you last ya.."


Fathur said with his eyes watching the traffic.


"Aamiin. thanks Fat..."


Rara smiled happily.


"Btw can't don't call me Fat. very ugly"


Fathur Protest.


"Do I have to call what Fat is?


That thur?"


"Oh. najong.."


Rara laughed while hitting Fathur's arm. Fathur only smiled slightly as he glanced at the friend he secretly loved.


Rara put herself on the bed in her room. He grabbed the calendar on the nightstand beside the bed. Then he crossed out the date on this day. And crossed out the list of her wedding preparations with andreas who was done in the business. Then he put the calendar back in his position.


Rara closed her eyes and imagined her wedding party would be with Andreas.


He will wear clothes that he designed himself in the event and reception.


He also imagined his first night with Andreas while occasionally smiling.


Then he imagines himself moving into his and Andreas' new home. Rara imagines herself getting pregnant and giving birth to Andreas's child. Then he also imagined a pair of twins he had with Andreas.


Rara laughed as she raised her legs and moved her movements.


Then he put his face on the pillow.


Rara is very happy to imagine her dreams with Andreas.


"Oh yeah, what else is my future husband?"


Rara grabbed her phone, then called Andreas. The man's phone is inactive.


Rara sent a text message to Andreas.


"Hi the future priest, I'm home. You must have slept huh..? I have slept well, my dear. Have a good dream. Remember, call me tomorrow and don't forget to eat breakfast when you read this message"


Rara was not angry when Andreas' cell phone died at night. Because indeed since a few months every night Andreas' phone is always turned off, because Andreas is afraid to be disturbed by his phone while sleeping.


Lately Andreas has trouble sleeping, because he is tired of work and the stress of facing a marriage that is getting closer.


Rara tried to understand Andreas' reasoning. Because he trusted that man so much. Andreas never lied to him once.


After sending a message, Rara put down her phone, then immediately went to sleep. Because tomorrow she has to finish her wedding dress which is almost finished.


..........


Amidst the music frenzy at one of the clubs in the capital.


"Bro. added civas again brooo"


Half-drunk Andreas asks the bartender to provide a few more sloves of booze for the woman he is hugging.


"Sip Boss"


Said the bartender, then immediately served the liquor on the bartender's desk.


"Handar Bosss"


Say the bartender.


Andreas laughed, then grabbed the liquor and downed it after the cheers with the woman he was hugging.


The woman laughed after chugging the liquor. Then looked at Andreas with a smile full of love.


"I Love You"


Said the woman.


"I Love You Too"


Andreas's whisper to the woman's ear,


they smiled and went back to the dance floor.


At three o'clock in the morning, Andreas staggered out of the club that night. Then get into a taxi that used to hang out in front of the club.


"Sir. apartment X yes street S"


Said Andreas to the taxi driver.


"Ready Boss"


The taxi driver answered while opening the door for Andreas and the woman he was with.


Andreas returns to his apartment with the woman he always held.


"Thank you, I'm so happy"


Said the woman in a voice that sounded very drunk.


"Yes beberhhh me. Tonight you are bobo with me yes"


Andreas kissed the woman's lips, and she kissed Andreas wildly.


They no longer pay attention to taxi drivers who several times glanced through the rearview mirror looking at their behavior.


Such a sight is common for taxi drivers who every day hang out in front of the club.