Married Little Princess Bestie
19. Anxiety and Residual Flavors

Tut's...

Tutt...

Tuutts...

Sorry, the number you are calling...

Riswan slammed his phone. Scrambling the original hair, then muttering thousands of absorbent vows. He doesn't need an apology from the ballot box.

If only last night he could be a little smarter. Respond to check the CCTV, then find the whereabouts of Binar, surely the case is not as complicated as it is now. Once again, Riswan clucked.

"I've called the butler at the main house, Binar did not come home," complained Riswan in great frustration. He glanced at the figure who was bearing the riled up.

"At least you can tell me if Binar wants to come" he protested.

Of course, Riswan did not predict the presence of Binar. The meeting was unintentional. He was just thinking simple, it should not be a problem if it was just to put the woman to sleep in his room.

"Where do I know that you met Rhea!" adrian said he did not want to be a scapegoat, "Until he brought it to the apartment everything, who could have guessed?"

Riswan's rude snort first replied, "He's drunk," so Riswan straightened his stance.

"The bar called me and he couldn't name his hotel address. Is it impossible if I put it in a hotel carelessly?"

Adrian's throwing a face, "Related?" tanyanya. "If I were a Binar, it wouldn't be a misunderstanding anymore, it would be a half-dead mess."

"He must have assumed it himself," Riswan chimed in, "Binar has always been so, peppering his mind with useless things, plus ever-explosive emotions."

"When I only want to rest for a moment," Riswan muttered as he took a slow breath, "If this is the case there is nothing I can finish."

As a character who memorized the character of Riswan out of his head, of course Adrian understood. The best boss who hired him must have been overwhelmed. Riswan is not the type of person who is adept at completing many things at the same time. As much as possible he minimizes distraction so that the maximum results of his work.

Marriage is not a simple commitment. Adrian wants Riswan to be aware of that decision as well. There are many things that Riswan must bear after saying a sacred promise with Binar.

Two heads, a body, also a feeling. Decades together are not necessarily able to unite each other. You could say Riswan is still too selfish towards his marriage with Binar. Riswan thinks responsibility is only limited to marrying.

"I've been as kind as you suggest," said Riswan disperse Adrian's daydream, "I've also fulfilled all his needs, as hard as that, did you hear my explanation for a moment?!"

Not a problem, it is easy for Riswan to understand the age of Binar. It is natural that women are unstable and childish. But why can't it be the opposite? Riswan demands nothing but to ask Binar to understand his work!

What's so hard?

Riswan always took the time to listen to Binar's curses, but why is a five-minute opportunity to explain the situation not allowed?

"Maybe at Ned and Tria's house" Adrian said. "If I were a Binar, there would be nothing safer than an old man's house."

Riswan and Adrian looked.

Yes, Riswan didn't think about it. Adrian is very useful for analyzing humans. The man's ability never decreases, Riswan hastily contacted Ned if only Adrian did not prevent.

"The rules come straight there, Riswan. They can panic if you call him now" Adrian said.

Without another word, Riswan rushed over. The man grabbed a suit that was leaning against a plastic hanger in the corner of the room. He looked so rash, but once again Adrian held him back with a question sentence.

"Do you still love her"

Silent moment. Not only did not give an answer, Riswan also paused all activities. He stared for long seconds.

Adrian had already given his whole point of view. His eyes carefully assessed Riswan's gurgle.

"We all know him, Riswan, including Ned and Tria. So is that hope still there? Desire to get back together with Rhea.

However, Riswan chose the right of silence. The man passed by leaving Adrian who had found an answer without words. Yes, in fact, the woman was always living life in the heart of Riswan.

***

Just opened in half, Ned had intended to close the door again. Lucky for all his excitement, Riswan has the power to resist. Ned had to be quiet for a moment.

"On Binar," Riswan hung up his sentence. Trying to steal the look on Ned's face when the princess' name is mentioned.

But there is no response. The man showed no face. Flat.

"Sorry troublesome, but did he come home?" keep Riswan welding.

"I don't know where it went, so I think maybe he's here right now," as much as possible Riswan sorted the words so as not to cause panic or misunderstanding.

The matter of Binar's pregnancy has not been widespread, he is reluctant to add to the dispute with Ned let alone Tria. In this case, Riswan hopes to invite them to cooperate.

"What does that mean?" sahut Tria pulled the door open wide, "Speak clear, Riswan. What happened to the bar?!"

Iris eyes Riswan looked at Ned and Tria alternately. The two humans looked seriously looking forward to the answer. A sign that indicates that Binar is not there.

Riswan scratched a short nape, lowering his gaze, "Overnight, Binar did not go home."

"Why just say it now?" lamented Tria, "Listen, he's not the kind of blurred kid. What are you doing until Binar doesn't come home?!" his pedicab.

Tria was already in a state of shock while Ned was still silent.

"Javab, Riswan! You ruined my daughter, and made her run away from home! What the hell are you thinking?! You think I've been living a quiet life after throwing it away?!" cecar Tria.

Ned tried to keep his wife from violence. The man gave a warm embrace to let Tria melt in the deckap. The woman was obedient unconditionally, so she voiced a sob.

Sekacau that's the Alvero family now. Losing hope. There is no motivation to continue life. They're a mess.

What does Ned and Tria mean without Binar? Emptiness is not something that can be patched. Although it does not mean to forgive Binar, they prefer to be destroyed together.

"We only know a few places that Binar might visit" Ned said calmly. The man looked at Riswan without a speck of emotion on his face.

Riswan. His eyes were suddenly round with hope, "Where, Ned? Let me go there," he urged.

"No, Riswan. We went there," Ned said firmly, he seemed unwilling to accept the offer.

Their eyes clashed for a moment.

In the past, there was no need for a word to explain meaning. Their intent and purpose, already summed up in an eye bead. The carib that was once so close, if only fate did not swallow it all in an instant.

Carib who was once so close, he could not even afford anymore. Ned deliberately made it difficult for Riswan to understand him. Riswan was only given a chance to feel; that the cold was present with Ned's slowly sharp gaze.

"But she's a wife..."

"You met Rhea, right?" sela Ned silenced Riswan's mouth, "Seeing from your expression, it seems right," he sneered.

Tria who was similarly shocked then brushed off the tears. The woman looked at the husband and Riswan alternately. Rheas? What brought the woman back to Indonesia?

Untasteful in arranging facial mimicry, Ned's views are loyal to Riswan. The man seemed reluctant to miss a sliver of his best friend's facial lines. The answers that might still be left there.

"I gave him the address, did you guys spend the night?" he added, "Congratulations, you can stop bothering Binar and start your romance again now."

"No, listen..."

*Brach*

The door slamming from the thump of Tria's hand robbed Riswan of his chance. The woman locked the door and screamed anger from inside.

"TOWARD YOU, RISWAN! STOP NAMING BINAR AS YOUR WIFE THIS SECOND TOO!!"