
A beautiful morning in the city of Malang. At 07:00 Radit and Celia arrived in the city of Malang. As promised Celia will accompany Radit activities all day in the city of Malang.
Celia walks leisurely next to Radit. He wore a flora dress with bright colors and a medium blue denim jacket. Not to forget the sunglasses ala socialita perched on his nose, as well as a mask and black hat that he never forgot when traveling out of town without being accompanied by the manager. Hats and masks are his tools to avoid paparazzi chases. Because it will be difficult for him to face gossip when exposed to paparazzi shots. While Radit, the man was wearing an office suit complete with his suit and leather pantofel shoes. His hand held his briefcase on the right side.
Arriving at the airport parking lot, the driver of the law firm owned by Yoga was waiting.
“That's our car!” Radit pointed towards the black-colored sedan car which in front of him was a middle-aged man leaning on the car bamper.
Celia looked in the direction Radit pointed at. “Oh, someone's picking up. Kirain we take a taxi.”
“There dong.. I ‘kan here want to work instead of vacation so there is an office driver who will take our trip,” Radit said.
“Oh,”
Celia's short speech was misinterpreted by Radit. The man thought Celia was disappointed to accompany Radit to work instead of vacation.
“Not to be disappointed. Later after my business is done, we can walk,” Radit said later.
Celia seemed to be stuck. Who is disappointed? He even feels ordinary.
“Who is also disappointed,” muttered Celia.
They arrived next to the car.
“Mas Radit yes?!” Ask the driver and Radit nods his head.
“Monggo, price. Please come in,” the driver opens the car door for Radit.
“Log in!” Radit turned his head and told Celia to get into the car first.
Celia got into the car without protest. He then shifted to the end seat on Radit which also directly into the car.
“Finally can open mask,” Celia open mask and hat. Then put his expensive glasses on top of his head hair showing his bare forehead. Radit glanced at it and smiled. “Frighteous in photojournalist yes?” Ask Radit.
“Iya lah. mana again the same way girlfriend person,” ceplos Celia who instantly shut her mouth.
“Basic mouth no brake,” Inner Celia curses herself. Because his words just now Radit was silent. Celia felt bad and chose to look away from the window. Her spirit became awkward.
“Where first, sir?” ask the driver who feels he is a victim of the awkwardness of his two passengers. The driver asked to dilute the atmosphere when he knew where they were going.
“Search for food stalls for breakfast, sir. Warung kaki lima only,” well for breakfast purposes, driver does not know.
“Sister Radit eat at leg five?” Inner Celia glanced at Radit.
“No need to be in love later,” Goda Radit felt the attitude of Celia who glanced at him secretly.
“CIh...who also ogled him,” grumbled Celia shriek.
“Five-footwear area here that is delicious just soto, sir. How?” Ask the driver .
“Soto is not papa, sir. Just like it was.”
“Good, sir.”
Radit accidentally chose a street food as their breakfast place because he considered Celia's career in the entertainment world. Maybe the street stall is safe, there are no paparazzi.
If at this time Radit and Celia are enjoying a soto breakfast of beef solemnly. In contrast to couples in Jakarta, Yoga and Jessi are seen fighting in the morning just because of trivial things.
“If mas Yoga out of the city of Pokonya I come,” Jessi said.
“Can't, Jess. I want to go to a country where I don't want a vacation. There is no Mall, there is a forest. You will not feel at home,” reply Yoga explained. Jessi doesn't want to. Jessi whines again asking Yoga to take her out of town. “If Jessi says she wants to come with y means Jessi wants to come,” Jessi is insistent while crossing both hands in front of the chest.
Yoga who had finished digging his sneakers was looking up at the woman standing before him. The woman who was whining like a little boy who asked to buy ice cream. “Jessi dear, your husband is only going to pie for one week. It won't be long,” said gentle Yoga.
“Mau a week to a day also Jessi must come,” again Jessi muscled, “bring Jessi yes mas, yes yes!” He crouched down in front of Yoga while holding onto Yoga thighs and squeezed. Its mainstay is to weld with puppy eyes. Anggora's cat is still cute.
“No dear, the terrain is too heavy for you who have never felt the hard life,” said Yoga who immediately ignited the debate.
Jessi stood up again and grumbled. “Why do you always see Jessi weak? Do you know how Jessi lived from childhood to say Jessi never lived hard?You know?” From his tone Jessi looks upset at Yoga.
Yoga is confused, he does not feel wrong talking but why Jessi is this angry. “Not that I mean dear,” Yoga bediri approached Jessi trying to reach Jessi's hand but flicked by Jessi. “Tersoh. If you can't come along already,” Jessi turned her body passed leaving the room to the kitchen. Yoga follows Jessi and sits in the pantry seat. He saw Jessi who was up and down looking busy serving breakfast for Yoga.
“Please,” says Yoga as Jessi thrusts a plate filled with fried rice and half-cooked beef eye eggs in the presence of Yoga.
“Hm,” reply Jessi cuek.
Jessi sat on the right chair of Yoga and ate her breakfast. She is so indifferent to Yoga that it occasionally steals a glance at Jessi.
“I leave,” say Yoga.
Jessi kisses the back of Yoga hands without saying Yoga.
“I leave, baby,” step out of the apartment with the body still half inside the apartment and half again outside the apartment door.
“Ya, be careful,”
“No kiss?” Ask Yoga.
“Kiss is the same door,” ketus Jessi.
“Jeez Jess, nasty as her own husband,” pekik Yoga.
“Udah leave there. Later late.” Jessi said remembering.
Although Jessi cuek remains attentive according to Yoga. “Do I skip work today, Jess?” ask Yoga. “After you look upset,” Yoga continued looking at Jessi.
“Nevent try. The leader must give a good example for others.” Jessi does not agree with Yoga who intends to truant. Yoga wants Jessi to fulfill her plan. Too bad Jessi seems to be upset.