My Berondong Husband
#45 Bian, Adrian, and Men Named Angga
"Thank you for your help" Bian told his lawyer, as they met in prison.
"It's my job to help, father" said the lawyer, smiling kindly.
Yesterday was the most decisive day for Bian, his trial which has been carried out to bring good news, that Bian received a waiver of a one-year prison term. Because during his time in prison Bian was being nice.
It will not be four more years that he will smell the scent of freedom, although a little longer but he will still look forward to it.
He misses his job, his family, and his ex-wife, even though Kesya is married to another man.
Bian does not care, the feeling of love and unfortunately for Kesya defeats everything. He also believes Kesya does not really love Kevano, because their marriage took place by force, if only at that time he did not go to prison, Kevano has no right whatsoever to Kesya.
Bian did not regret any of that, because it had already happened.
"What about Reno?" Ask Bian later.
"For two days Reno did not make any suspicious moves, other than she met some clients." Shortly after, the lawyer took a cell phone out of his pants pocket. "This is one of his clients."
Bian took the phone, then noticed Reno's photo with someone. The person who talked to Reno as soon as he knew, they looked familiar. Bian began to think what their relationship was.
Is that guy a client from Reno? Or just friends? Even if the client has a problem what, it seems before he goes into prison everything is fine, If friends since when they are familiar?
"Did you know him?" Keep the lawyer.
"Yes, I know him. But, I don't know what the two of them have to do." Said Bian with a curious face. "You keep investigating Reno and him. I suspect they're doing the sharing."
"All right, sir." the lawyer nodded. "I'm sorry then."
After that Bian's lawyer passed away, while Bian was still thinking about it. Somehow he suspected that there was something not good between the two, although still very pseudo.
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Adrian takes Yola home to her place. A small and narrow cost. In that cost, when Adrian briefly looked at the sight of an old mother and a young child.
"You wanna stop by first?" Fresh Yola, Adrian smiled refused. "Yaudah, be careful on the road."
Adrian gets into his car, drives it and leaves Yola's boarding house.
In the car he still thinks for a moment about what happened last night. In the hotel they both did nothing but chat, Adrian did not deliberately ask for a relationship, as Yola's servants did not force, the important thing is he got the money.
For Adrian, Yola is a good girl and persistent even though her work is not good. Yola is still twenty-three years old, since the death of her father when Junior High, Yola works anything for her school sister and her mother who suffers from chronic pain.
While in the hotel, they both look long and pleasant chat. Just that time it feels Adrian can talk at length to a woman, he is not like Kevano who talks a lot, which can spread charisma even with naughty behavior.
Adrian is the type of man who is just silent, does not blame a relationship, even though many of his friends already have a girlfriend, for him the road and wandering is more fun than a status wrapped in lies. Courting.
Not long after he got home, parked his car and got inside. As he walked in the living room, the mother with a face that did not like sitting on the sofa.
"Where are you from?" Ask Mrs Lesmana.
With a lazy face and cuek Adrian actually did not answer.
"From Bang Ruben's house." Adrian answered it.
"Whether you stay there, don't you have a house."
"Ma, Adrian just ngiap. It's usually okay, right."
"Now no, it's the Reuben family that put your Papa in jail."
He knew that any speech at this time would not be useful to an angry mother. Since his father was still in prison, the Mama continued to blame Om Putra, because Omnya did not help his Papa's trial. For Adrian it must be done so that the papa is deterred, besides the work done by the Papa is not good.
"Once the papa will be rebuked, so as to stop looking for illegal money." Bian continued as he walked towards his room, endless if he listened to his mother speak.
"Although it is haram that finances your life!"
The cry of the mother only stopped outside the door of the room, at this time he had laid his body on the mattress. While raking his phone.
There was a message coming in from Yola, a kind and friendly word. The woman could suddenly make him happy, with whatever came to her mind.
Renata was walking down the hallway of the campus carrying a pile of books he had borrowed from the library, at a leisurely pace.
The end of the task is quite a lot, especially plus soon will be the semester exam.
When walking that, without he saw there was someone who hit his body tightly, to make him fall and scatter the books he brought.
"So..Sorry." which." Steady speech of the impactor.
"If the road can be careful." Said Renata ketus while taking his books, the impactor helped. After everything after Renata stood up. "Let's see if it's a street, it's a wide hallway."
"Yes, sorry I didn't mean it." Said the hitter who turned out to be a man.
"Next time be careful." Renata is still pouting. "Lu's an educational boy, right? What's here?"
"Oh, here I want to send a letter to the Faculty of Engineering. But I don't know where."
"The engineering faculty is upstairs."
"Gue don't know, you can anterin."
"Mode. I have a lot of stuff."
Hearing that, the impactor took the books from Renata's hand.
"Now there's no reason for you to refuse."
Renata could not refuse the request of the crashing now, inevitably he had to deliver, besides he was not busy now.
"My name is Angga, if you?" Connect the killer who claimed to be named Angga.
"Renata, call Rena."
"When I call Nata how?"
"Don't get along, Rena."
"Say, or I'll call you darling."
Hearing Angga's words, Renata turned his head. Squeezing sharp eyes towards Angga. This guy is so familiar. Inner Renata.
"Indeed the Education kid likes the dreadlocks and modules, huh?"
"We've never been taught the dreadlocks, we speak the facts. We teach our children rationally. Or who knows if it's not just the kids I teach, our kids can."
Renata hunted his steps more and more, Angga looked more and more strange. Moreover, Angga tried to get familiar by changing the syllable to me.
Arriving at the top and pointing at a faculty room, Angga went inside while Renata walked away.