Hot Duda: Love For Rangga Season 2
Goddamn shit!

Happiness is simple. Just a little joking, we laughed out loud, filled the space until the minutes passed and we still hugged - - catching our breath.

"You're always a pleasure. Best and warmest" I said. "I love you."

She smiled sweetly. "I love you more. You. My tough thirties."

Hmm.. still. He made me laugh again. "You know, I can even give you more."

"Oh, wow! What does that mean again? Hmm?"

"About? If you can do it, why not?"

"Eumm... Mommy...."

Geck! Geck! Geck!

A nuisance!

"What's wrong?" I held back in annoyance.

Beyond a doubt. "I'm sorry, sir," said Karin fearfully. "There's Mr. Raymond. He wants to see Mr. Rangga now."

"Raymond's? What's up?" muttered.

"Meet, Mas. Maybe there's...."

"Don't expect too much."

I got up, and called on Karin to have Raymond wait a little while I put my clothes back on.

"Mas," the saint called out. "No emotion. Yea?" the door when I looked.

I just nodded and continued walking to the door. As soon as I opened the door, Raymond was already sitting at my desk, but his eyes were staring at our picture frame, four friends.

"What's wrong?" I asked, then sat down, and we faced each other.

"Hey, Bro. Don't do that, dong.. come on...."

"Sori, but I'm not comfortable here."

"Man... time is only because of the women our relationship so this?"

"Such a way you say, Ngga. After you ruined everything, now with ease you're talking so to me?"

Kuhela took a deep breath and positioned herself as a wise friend. "What should I do so that you will forgive me? We repair our relationship. Our friendship means a lot, Ray."

She shook her head. "Don't ask. You won't be able to, even you won't want to hear my request."

"Why not?" I'm staring. "Say, what?"

"Your wife. I want a taste."

"Shoppers!"

I'm riding a pitam. I got up from my chair and walked up to him - - clutching the neck of his shirt. And...

Bugs!

"Bad!" My fist's floating. I can't hold back my emotions. The fight was inevitable and was fierce. For a while my work space turned into a boxing arena.

"I told you not to be emotional" said the Holy One, sobbing after the incident. He was treating the wound on my hand. After beating up Raymond, I vented my emotions by punching our picture frame which meant breaking up our friendship. There's no hope anymore. I will no longer be willing to look for him to make up and end the hostility between us.

Kuhela took a deep breath. I wouldn't be this emotional either if Raymond hadn't crossed the line. Had Karin not been hysterically frightened that afternoon and ran to call Roby, between me and Raymond there would have been something completely battered without divorce.

I pulled my little wife into my arms - to calm her down. "Alright, Honey. Everything has happened. Stop crying, I'm okay. Okay?"

"Which," Roby said to Jessy, "please befriend the Saints, yes. I'll have a chat with Rangga."

Jessy obeyed her husband and invited Suci into my private room. I shake my head. My best friend is about to introduce me. Well, I answer him as he is, without exaggerating.