Hot Duda: Love For Rangga Season 2
The Dirgantara Group Party

The event was held in the ballroom of a spacious and crowded hotel that echoed the sound of orchestral music without stopping. Technically I don't enjoy this party. The typical party of high-class people is synonymous with show, how good their clothes are and how beautiful, fashionable, and elegant their partner is. Most men here make their partners like statues that must be dressed and plastered with luxury items. It's the same as I do with Saints today. Buy her a fancy dress and have her adorn the neck with a diamond circle. But most of the others - especially men aged five heads and above, are, what they brought were not legal wives - but rather the figures of young wives or their private secretaries who worked with side jobs. Exactly Reno Dirgantara and his secretary - - the woman with the body se-oke Spanish guitar.

"Hey... Stirrup!" exclaimed my ex-in-law with her signature style and bass voice.

Well, like I said earlier, I did not enjoy this event, had to meet with the organizer. But I can pretend to be happy. Because it is also useful for business people to flap their wings. Colleagues do not come by themselves if you limit your association.

"Hi, Pa. Emm, sori. I mean-"

"Look easy. Who are you with?"

"My wife, Holy Sanjaya."

With a sigh, Suci extended a handshake to the old man.

"You're fine indeed," Reno commented as she looked at Saints from top to bottom.

I just smiled, then asked, "By the way, Mama's not coming?"

"Ah, this is you, like you don't understand. Your mama is old. Papa's time to bring him here?"

Saints were stunned, his brown eyes were round and as if he was ready to skin me.

"Already, yeah. Papa greets the other guests first. Have fun."

Oh, yes. Finally, he also left from before me.

"Mass? That was what did that mean? If I'm old...?"

I giggle. "That doesn't happen in our love, dear."

"Really?"

"Yes. Sure."

"You never change...."

Uuuh. If only we were alone in the room. Huh! I've rubbed him again.

"Buck...."

"Promise?"

"Yes" I said, then I whispered, "I promise you forever. All my love and loyalty."

Finally he smiled again. In my heart I sniggered. He does not understand the world of business that has many dark sides. And...

Ah, twenty more years -- that means the new Holy forties. She must have been pretty at the time.

Eh?

Suci was surprised to find two figures he knew were looking dislikefully at us. Both Raymond's parents. As usual, the young woman who was now my wife - - with humility, she approached Raymond's parents. While I only saw it from a distance.

And exactly what I thought, Suci accepted the rejection. He was sad and quickly hid himself. Like most women: immediately go to the toilet.

For a long time, he came out of the toilet. But...

"Don't be sad anymore" I said.

The saint just nodded, and looked even stranger. He doesn't even have an appetite or a drink. And throughout the rest of the event, Saints were more silent.

"You why? Did Raymond's parents mess with you? Hmm?"

Shaking her head she said no. "It's not about them" he said.

"Continue?"

"There's nothing, Mum."

"Don't lie, honey...."

"Let's talk at home, yeah. Not now."

Hmm. Something must have happened, I thought. Practically, her gloomy face caused me immediate worry.

Wh why? What was?