
“I can't, Ndre! I can't take my mind off Melati. He who has made me happy, even if only for a moment,” objected Marvel, making Andre feel very confused to say what else to him.
A crazy idea came to Andre's mind. He looked firmly at Marvel, trying to tell what he was thinking.
“Vel, you are now conscious or engaged?” andre asked, patting Marvel's cheek gently.
Although it looks clear, Marvel still has a little awareness.
“Ah? Yes ... why?” said Marvel, trying to regain consciousness.
His head shook, so dizzy he.
“You really love Melati?” andre asked, trying to convince Marvel's heart.
Marvel looked at her with adhesiveness, “Yes, I love Melati.”
“Melati is a widow, you know. Why don't you choose another woman, who is better than her? The prettier, the more educated,” said Andre again, still trying to convince the heart of Marvel.
Marvel shook his head, “I can't, Ndre. What would I be without Melati. From our first meeting alone, she was different from other women. Rarely are women like Melati in this world,” he said, making Andre understand with Marvel's intentions.
“Yes already, if you really love Melati, now ... You just run Melati! All of you eloped with him,” Andre said half laughing, not really seriously saying it, because he realized that it was a very crazy idea.
Marvel paused for a moment, trying to digest Andre's words.
“True also ...,” muttered Marvel, suddenly made Andre delinquent to hear it.
“Ah? Whahuh? You really don't want to take him running, ‘kan?” andre asked to confirm, Marvel looked at him with a speck of hope.
“What?! Don't be crazy, Vel!” snapped Andre, who was even confused at this time.
Marvel got up from his seat, trying to get his feet up. He had convinced himself that he would follow what Andre had said.
While Andre doesn't allow Marvel at all, to do that ridiculous thing.
“Where are you going, Vel?” asked Andre, who also got up from his seat.
Marvel looked at him with a burning spirit, “I'm going to Melati's house, rummaging through the party, keep me running Melati from there!” marvel said, immediately made Andre look back.
“You crazy, Vel? That was me from ceplos only, don't you follow! That's so you don't get tense, let me give you a little joke!” he said, who felt very guilty, seeing the current thinking of Marvel even changed, because of the advice from him.
Whatever Andre says, Marvel still doesn't want to pass this opportunity. Just counting the minutes, for Melati can be the wife of a stranger she does not know.
“Gak, Ndre! I'm already round! Come on, accompany me to Melati's house now! We don't have much time left!” he is trying to strengthen his strength.
Marvel stepped away from there, causing Andre to complain about the safety of Marvel who was still drunk.
“Vel, wait! Pay for this first!” peekik Andre who felt a little confused by the circumstances.
“Ahh .. so I have to pay, deh!” his grunts, while taking out his black leather wallet.
Marvel's bad habits, which he once did also while eating pecel catfish with Marsha.
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