Married by Accident
The Childhood Agreement

"And you're Rin, I was thinking about marrying you!" Irin laughed at Gilang's words.

"Mahaha ... How do you want to marry me when the worst moments of my life are gone, gone, explain? How's it?" sindir Irin's.

"Nobody's telling me, so I really don't know, Rin. If only I knew, I would have beaten that Bambang! And you don't have to marry her" Gilang said.

"Your existence only no one knows, besides I lost consciousness where the thought of telling you. Then, now why do you know?"

"So, I just feel like I have to come."

"You're late, if you come any faster. Bi Ijah must be happy to see you, Lang."

"You're right, Rin,"

"Please be kind to Mas Bambang, however he is my husband, everything has passed and I am sincere."

"We'll see, does he really love you or is it because you're rich?" Irin was upset to hear Gilang's words.

"Hhhh, don't talk recklessly, Lang. I trust him, he really loves me."

"If I had come so much sooner!"

"Huhuh? Whatchu mean?"

"You forgot? You asked me to be your husband, you asked me to marry you, you said you couldn't trust anyone but me, you always asked me to promise to stay together, you remember?"

Irin thought and tried to remember Galang's words. Irin laughed when she remembered something.

"Ahaha what you mean is when we were kids?"

Gilang looked at her with annoyance, she felt slighted by Irin.

"Didn't you think how I broke your heart you went?" ledek Irin looked at the irritated Gilang.

"In fact, I really promise and intend to make it happen, Rin," said Gilang still with his pretentious style.

"I'm not wrong?"

"Leave your husband, let's start a new life!"

"You expect me to say, yes?"

"No, I'm sure you'll answer yes."

"Yes, I don't want to! Haha ... "

Gilang melengos annoyed that Irin made it a joke.

"Go there, you're just here to piss me off!"

"Allah ... Come anterin me home, before Mas Bam comes home, I have to be home!" Pinta Irin's.

"You didn't come with an invitation, time to go home and ask for delivery!"

"Come ... !" Irin.

Gilang also obeyed Irin's wishes, although with his style of cuek and jutek actually he was kind and considerate.

"Well, you're a rich kid, too? So your dad's rich?" Irin's reaction was to see the Gilang sports car.

"Not because he's rich, I want to go with him, don't get me wrong!" straight up on Irin.

"Just like that, right? You also think bad with Mas Bambang."

"Different!" Gilang looks angry Irin equates himself with Bambang.

"Saamaa," Irin was happy to return Gilang's words to herself.

"Different!" resolutely Gilang.

"Yes already!" Irin finally gave up.

Their car drove across the city streets began to be crowded because it coincided with the clock home from work. Until finally their car was stuck in traffic, it made Gilang emotions.

"Ohhh, shii*! because of you I have to be jammed like this," said Gilang by repeatedly honking his car horn.

Then he looked towards Irin who had not responded at all. And it turns out Irin was asleep.

"Hhhhh ....!" Gilang grunted annoyedly.

The sun began to set, but the traffic was getting worse, and Gilang was getting angry. While Irin was sleeping hard. Gilang took the initiative to cover Irin's body with his jacket, he covered Irin's body very carefully.

At a glance their faces were very close, Gilang could feel the fine snoring of Irin. Gilang looked at him fixedly, the little girl who always stuck to him, and made him bother because of his cowardice.

The little girl he had always missed all this time, even though Irin's face had changed a lot but the strange feeling in his heart was still the same. The alertness where Gilang used to protect Irin when up or down stairs, always wanted to protect when they played in the park together, wanted to always be a protector when Irin was playing ball, running around chasing cats, chasing cats, take a swing, play a kite, or when there are other children who try to misbehave him.

The little girl had already turned into a beautiful and sweet independent woman. They were already like brother and sister, but something in Gilang's heart refused to accept the brother's label.

'Even though I don't know how your process grew, but in my heart still stored the same feeling, I miss you!' Inner Cross.

Gilang's hand as if moving itself stroked Irin's hair, one two three seconds passed, his hand moved slowly down to Irin's forehead, a scar there, visible, uncontrollably Gilang's hands moved down Irin's cheeks, the part where Irin always asked to kiss her after making up for a fight.

Glazed moved closer and closer, Irin's lips were like a magnet that attracted Gilang to keep getting closer and closer.

"Tiiiiiin .... !!!"

The sound of the car horn behind them made Gilang aware and shocked. He immediately retreated away from Irin's face, along with that Irin woke up and realized he was in the middle of a traffic jam.

The wrong way to choose silence is no longer complaining like before. He threw his gaze out the window. His fingers smacked the steering wheel of the car he was holding.

"Hoooaaam ... ! Sorry I overslept!"

Gilang did not have time to answer Irin, he was busy controlling himself after he almost got out of control.

"It seems to be stuck, hhhh already at this hour!" Irin hastily checked her phone.19 missed calls and 37 incoming messages.

Irin immediately contacted Bambang, she must be very anxious, Irin was really sleeping soundly.

"Hallo, Mas Bam!"

[Where are you, Rin? Are you worried that your phone is active but can't be reached? You where? Let me pick you up!]

"Sorry Mas, Irin is back home again when he was escorted by Gilang, Irin fell asleep in a street car jammed because, soon to really!" He just stole a glance and felt jealous of their conversation.

[Count?]

"Yes Gilang, soon to Mas, don't worry!"

[Alright, be careful, Rin. Waiting at home.]

"Yes!" Irin then closes the call on her phone.

"Ready everyone, we'll be here soon!" sindir Gilang's.

"What are you doing, Lang?"

"Yes anyway you will still call me a maid no, driver!" reply Gilang ketus.

Irin was annoyed to hear Gilang's words, Irin had never considered Gilang like that even since they were children.

"Even you know best how I nganggep you all this time, could-can you say I ngangep you rich maid! Even bi Ijah has aligned with my mother, I can't help you sodara!"Irin was very confused by Gilang's words.

Irin who was angry immediately grabbed her bag then threw the jacket that Gilang had just wrapped around her towards Gilang hard. Irin chose to get off Gilang's car.

"Thank you for the ride, sir!"

Gilang who is angry because of jealousy actually does nothing including preventing Irin and letting him go just like that while slamming the door of his car.

Gilang hit the steering wheel hard to vent his feelings. He was very upset, and he did not know how to process his feelings. He was angry and jealous, and also disappointed because of the misunderstanding between them.

Gilang was only able to stare at Irin who stepped away on foot splitting the car that lined up because it was stuck in traffic.

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