My Berondong Husband
#7 Beginning Of The Drama
A Few Days Before
"Bang, woi bang!"
Shouted Kevano while banging on the door of the brother who had since returned home from work reluctantly appeared out of the surface. Like a rock fish.
There was no answer, but the handle of the leaf moved, and the door opened. Exit Brother who has been waiting for Kevano since. Using shorts above the knee with a thin white sleeveless singlet shirt.
Mr. Boss, if Kesya and his friends call him, but Kevano calls him Bang Ruben. His first brother, who was nearly twelve years old, was with him. Said the mother, Kevano was the boy who made him release.
"Remain the hell you are, Sya? Disturb you at night." asked Ruben in a flat tone, though so his plump cheeks trembled.
"What's in the clock room? Fap-fap you. That's why marriage."
"Pala lu pitak's. I'm working again."
"Work clothes like that, why not all naked."
"Much of your talk. What the hell?"
"Gue there's something I want to talk about. Can I come in, bang?"
"Young..."
Kevano followed to enter the brother's room, while in the room a pungent aroma like burning and a collection of smoke rising around. Ruben is an active smoker who is already in the stage of chronic addiction. His parents once told Ruben to stop, but the results failed, under the pretext of money to smoke it himself he was looking for.
Kevano circulated his gaze around, as was his custom. The brother's room was very foreign to him, because all this time he seemed never to go in there, because indeed he never had time. Ruben's room is always locked tightly and coupled with a padlock. Its serious.
"Why? Speaking quickly. I want to work again."
"Do you know Kesya?"
"Kesya?" Ruben asked while thinking for a moment and remembering the name of Kesya, and he began to remember that what his sister meant about Kesya was the woman he always called Nur.
How Reuben did not remember that the woman was his target to vent his anger and ferocity in the lead. But, that's not the truth, Ruben did that because he knew Kesya could definitely complete office tasks quickly and the results were good. Because Kesya has been working for Ruben for more than four years.
"Where do you know Kesya?"
"On the bus, keep fitting his wallet fell I see there ID card of your company. You help me, right?"
"Bantuin?" Ruben pulled his eyebrows up while watching the younger brother's face, he caught a strangely veiled intention clad in mischief.
"Yes, help me get close to Kesya."
"How?"
"Let me be your chancer. A month is it."
"What can you do? College just came in."
"Please, just help me. Let me know the new neighbor, I batuin until you date."
"Eng... I can." Ruben nodded in agreement. "Tomorrow the day after you come with me to the office, I know Kesya, any lasain. Just don't make him lose his concentration."
"Okay, I agree."
Kevano nodded, he could already begin to imagine how happy he was when he was close to Kesya. Her lips lifted to smile.
"Now you're out!" Shouted Ruben, and Kevano walked over quietly without saying a word.
Ever since meeting Kesya a few days ago, he had felt something strange, something that made his brain start to brighten with his bulky wits. And it doesn't seem to be about love or anything else.
After getting out of Ruben's room, Kevano walked towards his room, but as he passed through the living room he saw Mama and her papa who were resting.
"Yes (Arsya) stop for a second, Papa will say." Said Mr. Son, Kevano stopped his steps and turned his back.
"Yes, Pa?"
"Papa's T-shirt is working out of town, your mama's coming, you keep the house."
Hearing that, Kevano smiled, he was more able to skip college for his brother's office.
"Remember, as long as Papa stays your college must also keep going." Connect the Putra master.
"Each commander." Kevano said respectfully and then passed away, and actually went inside his room.
It seemed like the plan he had made would go smoothly as he expected.
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Tonight. Nowow.
Bian loosened his black tie and removed one button on his shirt. He threw his back body into the mattress, making his bones and muscles sound.
He had not had time to change his clothes or take a bath, his body was too tired to do all that, even he could only shift his body to the side of the mattress.
His exhaled breath began to irregular as his hand checked his phone very slowly. For two days he did not contact Kesya his lover, and Kesya also did not contact him, even though it was just a regular chat.
It has been two years dating Kesya, the age of her and Kesya is also not young anymore. Kesya repeatedly talked about marriage, but somehow he did not want to get married. Though the mother also forced him to marry, because in any case he has been successful.
He is young, handsome, kind, has a brilliant career as a famous lawyer. Everyone knows him, even the artist. But, he remains happy with the status of dating. Although it sounds strange.
Some people may think he is not a normal man, because rarely close to women, even during dating Kesya, only a few know their relationship.
Because for him the relationship does not need to be spread, enough he and Kesya who know, it has made Nature while jealous.
Looking for Kesya's contacts, he wanted to give news even though he only said how missed he was, but after being contacted several times Kesya did not answer. He thought Kesya might have gone to sleep, he then sent a chat with a heart-shaped emoji.
After that he intended to put his phone on the table, but there was a call.
"Hallo," Sapa Bian was slow and heavy.
"I love you too." Speak from across the phone there. Her voice was soft and calm.
"I'm sorry I just had news that, two days ago I was busy taking care of clients. Tomorrow at nine I have a trial."
"Then you have to sleep, let's fress tomorrow. I pray to win the trial."
"I haven't had a shower and changed clothes, I just got home from work. I still miss you anyway."
"I don't think lawyers can be so hot."
"Eh I'm really, that."
"Nyalain Camera is."
Then Bian turned on the camera and his girlfriend's face appeared with something stuck to her face.
"You're wearing a mask again, aren't you?"
"Yes, let my skin tighten and glow. He said it was wrapped up."
"That didn't break if you said anything?"
"Brack it up, but let it go. Sorry for taking a long time,"
Bian did not answer just nod with a smile. What can he say besides, there is no way he is angry and says something that is not good, because he also knows how tired it is to work as an Advertising Design.
Then the conversation continued until both of them were both tired and asleep.
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It's been two days since Bian just contacted again, he knows for sure Bian said that busy with clients and about work, just like it seems. It felt like he wanted to be selfish and tie Bian with a chain as big as a ship anchor so that Bian would always be there for him, but he was inappropriate. He was just a lover, nothing more. He and Bian have not been bound in the winding of the Sah thread.
Sometimes Kesya thinks, Bian is less romantic, less suspicious and jealous. Was he not serious about the relationship? But, if not why is it still staying at home for so long.
Bian has his own world, and he has his own. Sometimes he wants to enter the world of Bian gray, but let alone when it will open the fence there are many barriers.
Lying, if he is not worried, he always even stopped by thinking negative about Bian. There were many people who told him to stay away from Bian, but they never knew how love had been built for almost two years. Breaking up with Bian is easy, but forgetting everything is difficult.
He loved and loved Bian, enough that embedded in his heart.
There is one thing that makes Kesya continue to hold on to Bian, namely Bian never once did bad things. Kissing is only on the cheeks and forehead.
Kesya remembered before they decided to date and they were still in the introductory stage, Kesya was often run over by other women, some claimed to be lovers to Bian's wife, and they were still in the introductory stage, but ever since they were dating, it never happened again.
Communication since the first meeting, the beginning of courtship up to almost two years remained the same unchanged, rarely even a week can be counted. Under the pretext of being busy.
That night, after contacting Bian, he let Bian sleep and he returned with his activities, despite saying goodbye to sleep.
He took off the green tea mask on his face, washed it with clean water for a while, then sat down and reopened his laptop, even though the clock had shown eleven o'clock at night. He does not overtime, just want to check something or play with the virtual world at night.
When surfing on Facebook, he accidentally saw Kevano who asked for confirmation of friendship. That crazy boy can always make Kesya confused in the real world, and now even in cyberspace also wants to disturb him. He refused the request, even blocking it, maybe so half his world could be calmer.
How can he forget Kevano who obviously stole his first kiss, even repeatedly he said Bian had never done that to him.
Given that Kesya was a little shudder amused, especially now he had to one office for the next month with Kevano. And what makes it really unacceptable is, he's Mr. Ruben's sister who incidentally his boss in the office.
His calm world will soon be hit by the waves from the front, it is impossible to drown, but continue to the side.
Dragging
A chat came in from Gendis, the man who interbred with the nyiur tree that disturbed him this night.
"Type, don't forget tomorrow bring the file for the meeting. Remember eight o'clock."
The file? A meeting? Jeez, he mengurutnya, he almost forgot it, tomorrow he and the trio members kalong otherya had to present a new product about which they want to market, as well as choose a design for advertising one of the bath soap. How could he forget.
He exhaled, it seemed like he would really overtime again and sleep a little more at night or even in the early hours. If you can, if not, he will sleep in the office after the meeting. At least he could fall asleep for a moment.
Kesya walked out of her room, headed for the kitchen to make milk coffee. Said people Coffee can prevent sleepiness, therefore he intends to make one tremos, which is enough until the morning later.