King Haider
Meet Jelita

Cilya stopped her steps when she saw King talking to his step-kaka, Jelita. Want to get closer, but remembered by King's words that said if the status of his marriage should not be known by his friends.

"Is Jelita Key's friend? does Jelita know about my wedding and Key's?" Cilya.

Cilya continued her steps, but in a different direction, not approaching King. Cilya chose to wait for King at the angkringan stall, not too far from his parked car.

Fifteen minutes of Cilya waiting for King who looks very familiar talk to Jelita. "Why are they so familiar?"

"Let's go home!" exclaim King disperse the Cilya reverie.

"Yes." Yeah." Cilya circled the surrounding view, Jelita was nowhere to be seen. "It's gone."

"Key.. Do you know Jelita's sister?" ask Cilya. King nodded, confirming it. "Where do you know?"

"My old school friends."

"Oh.." Cilya gave the amount of money she had just withdrawn from the ATM machine to her husband. And King accepted it with great pleasure.

"Gue will return to ntar" he said. I don't know when it's time, what's important is to reduce a little sense of prestige.

***

"Cil, prepare my clothes dong" said King before entering the bathroom to clean himself. King liked the way Cilya mixed up her clothes. His style was as fitting as he wanted.

"Yes." Yeah." Cilya also according.

Tonight King will meet his old friends, including Jelita who himself wants to join.

After preparing clothes for her husband, Cilya also took a change of clothes for her. The woman would clean herself up in the next room, waiting for King to finish would be too long, her body already feeling sticky.

The days of Cilya began to busy with activities that he had just yesterday back. Her hobby of making fashion designs has already begun. Moreover, mama Karin (leader HP-brother of Adrian) strongly supports his talent.

To deepen his talent and broaden his horizons about the world of fashion design, Karin asked Cilya to take special classes in the neighboring country, Singapore. Digging deeper into the potential he has needs an international circle in order to produce extraordinary work. The event will be held in Dubai.

Cilya still thought about it. Receiving the special class meant leaving King and his new family for three months. Cilya had to discuss her first with her husband and her two in-laws.

"Key, there's something I want to talk about" said Cilya when King was tidy with his clothes. He was the same, already fresher than before.

"What are you talking about?" said King while fixing his appearance to look cool.

"I'd like to ask Key's permission. If**-" hasn't finished speaking, King will answer.

"Gue Permitin. whatever you want, do not ask my permission all. Lu was free to do anything." indifferent, such was King's attitude towards Cilya.

"All right." Cilya just wants to be a wife who always asks permission to the husband if you want to do something, let alone travel far enough time.

"Say mom and dad yeah, I went broke. Not eating malem together."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Car pinjem Cil, but don't say yes."

"Yes Key."

Before dinner, Cilya meets Arsen and Lisa to convey her intentions.

"Mommy too. Whatever makes you more advanced, mommy supports." Not only Arsen, Lisa also supports her daughter-in-law to deepen her talent.

"Thank you dad, mom." With the blessing of her two in-laws, Cilya will accept the offer. And tomorrow he will ask his father for his blessing, all of you visit.

***

"Hi bro!" the native-looking but beautiful man greeted King's arrival. "How are you? long time no nongol" said Kevin, an old friend of King while sitting on the bench Junior High.

"Gue just got back here." I admit. I am ashamed to tell the truth. At his expulsion from home and surrounding turned profession into an OB in his daddy company. So embarassing! King didn't want to look low in his old friend's eyes. Ali was the only friend he could trust and accept whatever his circumstances were.

"At home in Germany. Free yes, why." said Kevin guessed King at home living in other people's country because it can live with freedom, especially about free association.

King scowled. "Yes, that's it.." Ali has returned to Jogja makes King look for new friends, a new atmosphere.

The two men chatted coolly. The topics of life's journey and the achievement of success that many of them talk about. Of course Kevin is very excited to tell his life experience. Now he has a proud job. As the principal director at one of the country's famous private banks.

While King can only tell stories with a free essay. Because it does not have an amazing experience, other than being fooled by the ex-lover. How sad!

But that's King, don't want to lose the prestige! the prestige is too high. As the proverb says, a loud empty barrel sounds. Ckckck..

"Hi.I'm late.." Jelita came with a smile on her lips.

"Not really" said King. Then introduce Jelita to Kevin. King was stunned, beru realized that Jelita's hair had changed color. Turned into pitch black. But it looks unnatural.

"Good right?" said Jelita who saw King watching her hair. The woman deliberately changed her hair color to black, as King liked. Come to the salon that afternoon so that the night can directly show it to King.

King just nodded. "It's better."

"Thank you."

Not long after they chatted, Kevin said goodbye first. The man was married so could not linger. Must be home by guavelin' hour.

Remaining King and Jelita.

"Key.." call Jelita. King previously said that he preferred to be called Key instead of King. "I'm glad you still remember me."

"How did I forget your pretty face" he said.

Jelita was flattered to hear the praise coming out of King's mouth. "Thank you."

"But prettier than now. It used to be real, now..." King flicked his shoulders, unwilling to continue. The man spoke as he was now.

Jelita's smile shrunk, a little disappointed. "It's just Key's treatment.it's all still genuine." he said. Though his lips and chin have been permak in order to have a perfect shape.

"Oh.." King just nodded. No matter what Jelita says, the important thing is that she still looks beautiful. Very nice in view. Rather than the wife, her face was filled with a lot of pimples. Even lately Cilya's face often looks red. Maybe in recovery after treatment.

"Next week is there time? let's walk yuk." take Jelita. That woman was very jutek with King. Until adulthood, Jelita only realized that her childhood friend was the son of the Haidar family. One of the conglomerate families in this country. Jelita didn't miss the opportunity when she met King this afternoon.

"I'll mind." King replied in no uncertain terms.

"OKAY. I'm waiting to hear from you." And for that reason, Jelita asked them to exchange phone numbers for easy contact.

Seriate...