Love Should Choose
Silly Molan VS Restu's Leg

The two of them walked along the path, still in a hotel environment. Farada slightly lowered his head. No one has tried to open their voices since coming out of Farada's room. For some reason, in front of this handsome, cool man, Farada seemed to be dead in style. Maybe because a little guilt fills the mind. Huh! this is because of the silly young master, who just plays pull forced to see the twilight on the beach. But..I enjoy it, how dong? he means.enjoy that sunset!

"Why is your face like that? sometimes looking down as if sad, but sometimes smiling, like a happy person," asked Restu in a sarcastic tone.

Oh my.. The father!.

Farada turned to the lyrics of the man's eyes that were about 175cm high beside him, "Tadi tuh, me and the team just finished preparations ahead of tomorrow's event, my friend's trus ngajak see the sunset. Counting brain refresh, yes I go along." replied Farada with a smile although a little awkward.

"Ckk!.You are this, others are asked. I will ask, why your face is sometimes a smile sometimes like sad, that's it!"

Farada is getting groggy.he thinks Restu is suitable so reverse deh.

"Ohh.eh.iya it was, there was a bad feeling the same mas Restu, later I guessed what kind of relationship it was with the Molan. But on the one hand, I do like to see the sunset, like my mind is calm."

Restu stopped his steps, and changed his position facing Farada, "Indeed, not good why? even if you do have a relationship with the Molan, yes, that's okay," replied Restu while putting both hands into his pants pocket, "again I know who he is...the kid who owns the hotel you work at, right? He's got everything to get you."

Farada felt a tightness in the chest hearing the narration that was thrown from the mouth of the man he liked.

"Kok, is Restu like that? the point was I told you, to keep the feeling of mas, let's not misrepresent.." he looked down while squeezing both fingers.

Farada felt, Restu there was a slight change in attitude. His words are sharper. Is it because he's jealous? can he draw such a conclusion? Strange man...

"I'm sorry if you're offended, I just don't like wishy-washy women!" cetus Restu again continued his steps which were then accompanied by Farada.

And, without knowing it, too...Molan was standing quietly in the back, about five meters away holding two canned drinks, one of which was planned to be given to Farada. Because the last time he saw it in Farada's little fridge, the canned drink was up.

Molan turned around with a disappointed look, on the way he passed a House-Keeping staff while nodding his head at him, which he then gave one canned drink to the HK staff.

***

Molan threw his body on the couch. His face seemed riled with a bright mind, while sipping the canned drink that was left one in hand. Occasionally rubbing the face rough with his finger.

Farada..natural face, a picture of beautiful Indonesian women, who are able to destroy the mind. He becomes obsessed with making his life friend. Although the girl already has a choice of heart, but what's wrong dong..he tried to grab his attention? There is no chapter in the Penal Code that says "It is forbidden to take a person's heart, as long as one's attention is given to another!" won't we?. Maybe there is, "It is forbidden to take people's wives", because the threat is criminal.

Molan scratched his non-itchy head. The mind gets more chaotic after seeing what just happened. Huh! what are the advantages of that stiff guy? because cold?

The ringing tone of the Boulevard of Broken Dreams call from a successful mobile phone stopped his bouncing thoughts. Plastered on the screen name Tommy S....

"Hoi..brader, where are you! I got the info, he said elo again employed in Bali huh?"

Molan kept the phone screen away from his ear, the noise across there stomping the child's ear, "Elo again where the hell is it? loud shit? ajep-ajep lo yah?"

"Ha.ha.ha...again in Dynasty*!"

"Yes greetings!.insyaf lo, remember the age, come here tomorrow yes.gue wait!"

"Payment ticket yes?..oh yes, I forgot...Donna tanyain elo! two days ago he said to Elo's house, nothing.he just came from Singapore. You're not talking about working in Bali?"

Molan clucked resentfully at Donna's name, "Biarin aja, elo don't tell me in Bali, look out lo!"

"Ah.believe the same elo, idol!" molan replied while throwing the can of drink into the trash. "Don't forget tomorrow elo come here..gue wants to sleep!"

Click!

Conversation interrupted.

***

"Jeez this guy, I'm not done talking, play breakup!" Tommy wanted it to feel like he was pinning his best friend's head off, but then...

"You're off the phone with Molan?" a pat on the shoulder and the voice of the woman Tommy was so familiar with, shocked him. The sound exceeds the thump of discotheque music in the eardrum.

"Jeez!..if there is any pleasantries then why the hell? surprised me!" answer Tommy stroked the chest.

"lebay!, that was Molan, wasn't it?" The woman who turns out to be Donna asks back, while blocking Tommy's steps.

"No!" ketus Tommy tried to avoid.

Donna squinted in disbelief, "Lie!"

"What is my friend Molan doang? move aside dong, I want to go home thisii.from yesterday molan continues!"

"You're so rude, Tom? I was wrong what the hell are you?" donna's hand restrains Tommy's chest, "Please...Where's molan?" Donna repeated her question with a face.

Tommy took a deep breath, and looked at the face of the young man, and then, "gue doesn't know where Molan is? understand? maybe he's in Bali again..eh!"

Tommy cursed his stupidity. By gently pushing Donna's shoulder, she immediately passed in a hurry to go home.

Donna sumringah, tuh?.mampang sniffing information from the Tommy..hihi!

***

Restu immediately tidied up the file paper scattered on the living room table. The files needed at the seminar tomorrow which began at 7 pm, which he was appointed as one of the speakers later in the event entitled Entrepreneur's Challenge Facing the Flow of Globalization.

This event is a benchmark of Restu who has just been selected as one of the Young Managers Who Inspire the version of one of the Economics magazines. For that he has to give his best ability, right? Sharing the experience in front of approximately 50 participants who are on average the best CEOs, Executives and Managers from various regions, is a challenge for him, he said, in order to increase its selling value at a later date.

After all in taste enough, Restu prepared for a break. But be distracted by a knock on the door...

"Samantha?"

"Hi..I'm interrupting, aren't I?" A beautiful career woman stood in casual clothes at the door.

Restu looks hesitant, to refuse even feel bad. "Oh.please enter. You're coming as a participant tomorrow?" tanya Restu is a little stiff.

Samantha nodded, "Yes.I was sent by Mr. Donny Rukmana as his representative, he had to leave for Italy yesterday, so could not attend," said the graceful girl as she entered first to the sofa room, so she was unable to attend, which followed Restu.

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