
"Masa? If ordinary, his face does not need to be blushed so, Mba..." Said Ela in a soft tone, Rubby pouted.
"Have gone home..." Rubby said as he pushed Ela out of the kitchen.
"Yes, yeah. Happy waiting for my husband to come and pick me up..." Ela waved her hand. Rubby smiled, focused on the cake.
After a few minutes the cake was ripe, the aroma was very appetizing.
"Mas Firaz would have liked it." Rubby looked at the cake he had just picked up from the grill. The ringing of the cell phone distracts Rubby. A cell phone on the table. There's Mas Firaz's name there. Rubby immediately raised his call.
"Assalamuala'ikum, Ma..." Rubby's greeting.
"Vaalaikumsalam. Rubby I was on my way to pick you up, but my car's tire was leaking. So I have to replace it first. Maybe I'm a little late to get to your place." Arya said behind her phone.
"Oh so? It's okay, Mum. I wait, I just finished making the muffin." Answer Rubby.
"Yes already. You just wait. I'm gonna change the tires first."
"Yes, Mas. Assalamuala'ikum."
"Getishalight." Arya closed her call.
Rubby keeps his cell phone back on the kitchen table. He picked up the freshly cooked cake and moved it on the customer's desk.
"It's best to wait for the cold first I put it in the box."
Rubby went back to the kitchen and washed the utensils he had used to make the cake. Without realizing it, someone opened the door of the store that was indeed unlocked and slipped in.
While on the other hand, Arya just finished changing her car tires.
"Finally it's done too." Arya breathed a sigh of relief. He took back his equipment.
"Aryan..." Someone's voice called him. Arya turned her head, she immediately threw a heavy breath seeing who was standing behind her.
"What's wrong?" Arya asked flatly.
"Darling, don't be so jutek." Sahut Mega with his potent tone.
"Stop calling me baby, Mega! We have nothing to do!" Exclaimed Arya, he was about to get back into his car but Mega even pulled his arm.
"Let go!" Hardik Aryan's.
"Arya, I still love you. I want to come back with you." Pinta Mega weld, he again wrestled Arya's arm.
"Mega!" Arya again jerks Mega's hand until the woman steps back.
"Arya, why are you so rude to me?" A pair of Mega Netra looks glazed. Arya took a deep breath, and exhaled it slowly. Mega always fished his emotions.
"Mega, I told you. Our relationship is over! So never again disturb my life!" Aryan Emphatic.
"And one more thing, don't ever try to influence my wife with that cheap slander of yours!" The link is full of emphasis.
"So you guys didn't fight? Too bad I made up a really good story." Mega said calmly, while Arya stared intently at him.
"I wonder why you could marry a village woman like Rubby?" Add Mega.
"Don't insult my wife!" Aryan Exclamation. The man tried to hold back his emotions, lest he be rude to his former lover. Arya turned around, about to open her car door. But Mega's voice stopped her movement.
"Do you know, Arya? Your wife is with another man."
Arya turned back to look at Mega.
"What do you mean?" Ask flat.
"I just found out that Bara likes the village woman." Answer Mega. Arya knitted her eyebrows together, where did Mega speak?
"Maybe they're both now..." Mega deliberately hung her words. Arya stared intently at Mega.
"Do you think I'd be quiet if another woman dared to approach you and even marry you?" Mega asked back with a cynical smile on her face.
"Mega! Don't you dare hurt my wife!" Bentak Aryan's. Mega remained calm, she folded her arms in front at the chest.
"Maybe now the village woman just lives by name." Her speech.
"You!" Arya growled her hands. Had it not been a woman, Arya might have hit Mega from earlier.
"If anything happens to my wife, I'll never forgive you!" Arya chooses to get into her car and rushes to meet Rubby.
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Rubby's done with his job, he's back at the diner's desk. The girl suddenly fell silent, looking at the figure standing in front of the entrance of her shop.
"Master Bara?" Mumbled. Why did the man come when the shop was closed?
"Hi, Rubby." Sapa Bara, he walked over to Rubby.
"Would you like to come here?" Ask Rubby.
"Can't I come here? I just want to see you." Answer Bara while continuing to walk closer to Rubby.
"But my shop is closed, sir." Rubby said, he stared cautiously at Bara.
"I don't care, I didn't come here to buy cake." Timpal Bara.
"Don't come any closer!" Hardik Rubby when he realized the position of Bara who was not far from him.
"Why Rubby? Are you afraid of me?" Bara looked at Rubby from top to bottom with an unusual look that made Rubby shudder.
"Sir, you better get out of here." Rubby pointed towards the door. Bara smiled obliquely, and it looked creepy to Rubby.
"Rubby, I came here to meet you on purpose. Miss you..." Slothfully.
"Master please leave. My husband is coming soon. And I don't want my husband to misunderstand." Rubby stepped back as Bara kept getting closer.
"Arya mean?" Bara stopped his steps.
"Why did you reject me and prefer Arya over me? I really love you while Arya? He doesn't love you at all." Further.
"Sir!"
"Rubby, you better end your marriage to my best friend. It's also free that you keep this marriage. Arya doesn't love you at all, she won't even touch you." Bara looked back at Rubby from head to toe.
"I tell you, Aryan women are like Mega. Beautiful and sexy women. Not like you. So you better marry me." Continue with a grin.
"Sir, please watch your words." Rubby's voice is full of emphasis.
"As long as you know Rubby, your husband is with Mega. He just made up a story to pick you up late." Tried to influence. Rubby closed his eyes briefly to dampen his emotions, he could not be affected anymore.
"Sir Bara once again I ask you, please get out of here." He pointed back towards the door.
"No, I don't want to." Bara stepped back.
"You want what you?!" Rubby's jolt as Bara gets closer to him.
"I just wanted to make you mine before Arya actually touched you. Be mine Rubby, take it easy I'll take responsibility, I'll marry you if Arya divorces you."
A pair of Rubby's neutrals were lying behind his glasses. She was really scared now, the man before her would definitely do something to her.
"Mas Firaz come quickly...." It flows in the heart.