
While the other corner of Tangerang city.
A man was sitting on one of the park chairs. Grasping a cup of cold drink in his hand, while staring at the sky with the sunlight that was beginning to fade. The same is true with a hope that has now really not been able to reach Kevin again. Because the girl now officially belongs to someone else, the figure of the man she knows as her personal Bodyguard.
And the most painful is. Today Kiana's social media is filled with photos of the beautiful girl and her husband showing off two wedding books, staring at the camera with a bright smile. Then what about her? Even the pain was no greater than his love, until it was still a desire in his heart, if he did not want to get married, and would only wait for Kiana until the woman returned alone.
"He's blind or what? I was rejected dozens of times. While such an old man he accepted, even to the point of getting married!" He said with a bitter smile.
"Have something happened?" Muttered Kevin. "Ah I don't even care if it happens, if Kiana is not a virgin, or she is already pregnant. There's no problem!" His words are getting uncontrollable.
Until Kevin gasped, when someone patted him on the shoulder quite tight.
"Well are you here, Vin? Alone, afternoon! Where is the place again." Starla stared at the face of one of her best friends.
Kevin did not answer. But the look of a sad face is clearly the answer for Starla, if the state of her best friend is not okay.
"Gue memenin yah!" Starla walks past Kevin, then sits right next to the handsome man.
"Whenever here? I'm on my own, La!"
"Back to work. Another walk to the stop, uh see your car parked there!" Starla pointed at one of the cars parked on the shoulder of the road.
Kevin sighed.
"Surely you saw Kiana's post yah!?" Starla looked at Kevin seriously.
At first Kevin was silent. But a few minutes later he nodded his head, with his eyes closed and pulled and exhaled a few times, trying to suppress the uneasy feeling in his heart.
"Patience well! But everyone has their own path. Mate, fortune, death. I've arranged, .... no matter how hard you try to make deketin Kiana, if said Tuha lo not his soul mate will not be able, Vin. Likewise vice versa, if you do not like Kiana, but if God says you are fooled, yes will meet continuously how the way."
Kevin turned his gaze towards Starla, and he stared at her best friend's face for a few seconds.
"Lo can say rich because you don't understand what I think, La! The last year I kept trying, fighting to let Kiana back like me, but in fact? He chose a new person, ..the man who was none other than his personal aide! Do you think I can be all right, La?"
Starla smiles.
"We don't know what happened to Kiana. Who knows he was forced to marry both parents, it's the rich season."
"Curtain! Where there is forced but looks happy!" Chirp Kevin.
"Yes, it may have been forced at first. But love exists because it's used to it, Vin."
Kevin breathed again.
"Lo here to do what? Want to make me go down!?"
Starla laughed quite loudly.
"From being angry on. Kesel, upset, disappointed! Will my anterin go home yuk? It's worth my money, Vin."
"Geez!" Kevin wiped his face quite rough.
"Don't keep down. Later you can not find out who the perpetrator who spread the photo Kiana at that time. If Hendi is not possible, .. so we have to find again who took a picture of Kiana with her Bodyguard secretly."
Starla gets sick, she grabs Kevin's hand, then pulls him up, and walks where Starla takes him.
"Don't talk about that! I'm heartbroken if Kiana kisses Om-om that same!" He said a little sniffy.
"Bas on the forcible!"
"We're sahabatan. Can not count, let alone nolong the person's reward is great you know."
Kevin rolls his eyes, presses the remote control button, and lets Starla in first. Before he finally followed in, then drove his car to leave the area.
That night, at Danu's residence.
Two men of different ages were sitting on a wooden chair, chatting casually there, accompanied by a cup of coffee that was delivered by Yati.
"Your deer are leaving?" Danu asked after taking a sip of coffee, and placed the cup back on the table.
"Because next Sunday is precisely the day of our departure to Bali. So I decided to immediately finish the work in Pangalengan there. Because I just finished the tea harvest, and the salary money I have to give immediately. Instead of waiting in the fast just, .. or the salary I deposited in Mami and Papi." Jovian explained.
Danu just nodded her head.
"That's great. You must take responsibility, you must not underestimate the salary of the employees, .. because we do not know what difficulties they are facing."
"Yes. Moreover, most of the workers of the lower middle class, who buy rice alone rely on their salaries as workers picking tea leaves."
"They're just given a monthly salary?"
"No, I implemented the system that Papi implemented first, their salary money was intact! To eat, coffee and cigarettes we're responsible."
Danu smiled hearing that. Then he raised his right hand, whereupon a circular watch was there.
"alright. We can talk tomorrow again. It's ten o'clock in the evening, .. Get up and rest!"
Danu got up first, then followed by Jovian after, and the man walked into the house. Where the atmosphere was already very quiet, only activity was heard at the very back of the house.
"Pah! Please close and lock all the doors!" Tell Danu to one of the home assistants.
After saying that Danu climbed every step of the stairs. Together with Jovian who walked directly behind him, then separated when about to enter their respective rooms.
Clamps!
Jovian entered, then closed the door again until it was as close as before.
Kiana who was sitting half-lying on the bed immediately turned her head, and smiled when she found Jovian entering her room.
"You going home now?" Kiana said with spirit.
Jovian gave a smile, shook his head, then sat on the edge of the bed staring at his wife's face with a heart that was always pounding.
"It looks like we're just staying here for the night. Not good with your Papa and Mama, farewell time after almost midnight." He rubbed Kiana's cheek.
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...Don't forget!...
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