NOT PERPETRATORS
Jealousy Outlet

"Dimas, you better take care of your Ness!"

"Nia, what are you doing?"

"And what are you doing?" I'm turning the question.

I'll turn off the phone immediately. I'm not mad at Rudi for letting Dimas know that I'm with him. After all, Dimas had disappointed me as well. We're even, aren't we?

Ting! A message came in.

[I will finish Rudi!] threaten her.

"What's up, Imania?" ask Rudi to me.

"Ah, it's okay."

"Sorry, I didn't know you were calling earlier. I just focus on looking at the streets. Sorry, huh?"

"It's okay, Rud. Oh, yeah, I'll just go home, okay?"

"Don't stop by first?"

"No, Rud. Thank you" I refused, smiling.

I looked back at the phone screen.

[I will finish Rudi!]

Oh, how about a reckless Dimas?

[Do not fuck. Rudi just happened to meet. He just pityed me and drove me home.]

[I don't accept any excuses!]

[I'll decide on you, if you're reckless!] I turned around to threaten him.

Feeling anxious, I put the phone next to me to sit down. I don't want anything to happen to Rudi. He's been good enough for me. I'm not gonna let Dimas act against him.

I occasionally stare at the screen of the phone lying on my left side sitting. Dimas never returned the message of my threat.

"Imania, what's wrong with you?" asked Rudi who saw me restless.

"Nothing, really, Rud."

"Why hands?" Rudi suddenly stopped his car.

"Oh, here. It's ...."

Rudi grabbed my left hand which still had traces of sticking to the infusion hose. "Are you out of the hospital?"

I immediately pulled my hand.

"I'm sorry ..," said Rudi.

"I'm just dizzy. Secretary Ve took me to the hospital. And that's not worrying. Just a regular headache."

"Well, you look pale. You have to rest a lot, Imania," said Rudi softly.

"Thank you, Rud, for the advice."

Rudi turned the car back on. We continued our journey to my home. And after dropping me off, Rudi immediately went home. I immediately went into the house.

"Assalamualaikum" I said to my father and mother who were sitting on the living room couch.

"Getishalight."

"Imania, how come the tumbens are home?" ask mother.

"Yes, Mom."

Oh, yeah, mom, right, that's when I went to the office.

"Arka where's Mom? Haven't come home?" I asked who remembered Arka.

"Yet. Uh, try calling your ex-husband. Ask to take Arka home, "mom's orders.

"Good, Mom."

I sat on the couch with my mom and dad. I took the phone from the bag, but.

"Why, Son?" ask the mother who noticed my panicked face.

"My phone doesn't exist, Mom."

"Well, how, can you?" ask mom again.

I'm back to remembering. Last time, didn't Rudi give me that phone? Then .. oh yes! I put it next to where I sit. That means ... My phone was left in Rudi's car.

"Where? You remember?" ask dad.

"Yes, Dad. My phone is lagging behind in—"

Not yet able to answer, a car that just drove me home, back into the yard of this house. A man came down and headed home.

"Assalamualaikum," he said.

"Getishalight." We simultaneously answered.

Door hut. "Rudi."

"Imania, I .. want to give you this. Your phone is left behind" said Rudi, handing the phone to me.

"Thank you, Rud. I just looked for it."

"Imania, let your friend in!" father's orders.

"Rudi, you wanna come in first?" I'm just making small talk. I hope Rudi refuses. I'm tired, I want to rest.

"Can" he answered.

I feel a little surprised. With a bit of clumsiness, I let him go in and sit down together.

"Please sit down, Rud," I said kindly.

"Rudi, what do you want to drink? Is there only coffee and tea? Let me get it," I said to Rudi.

"Coffee only. I want to taste your hand-made coffee" Rudi replied with a smile.

"All right," I said with a smile.

I went to the kitchen and made coffee. After that, I went back to the front and put the coffee on the table, in front of Rudi.

"Please" I said kindly.

"Thank you, Imania."

"Have long been friends with Imania?" ask dad.

"About a year more, Om."

"Call 'uncle' only," said the father.

"Good, Uncle."

I sat down and joined them. I sat on the sofa next to Rudi.

"Not too long, huh? Know where? Is it an office friend?" ask dad again.

"No, Uncle. Incidentally, Imania had visited my restaurant. That's where we got acquainted" said Rudi with his polite attitude.

"Well, you got a restaurant?" ask mom in admiration.

"Yes, Auntie. Next time, you can stop by. Free for you, he-he."

Of course, I'm getting excited to hear it. My mother always overreacted.

"What's the name of your restaurant, son Rudi?" ask mom with passion.

"Giant Restaurant, Auntie."

"Giant Restaurant?" Mother was more surprised and amazed with Rudi. "Well, isn't that the biggest restaurant in town? And ... said the food people at your restaurant are very tasty and expensive?"

"Ah, not really, Auntie," replied Rudi humbled.

"It turns out you're a big, successful businessman!" Mother of mangosteen while looking at Rudi amazed.

"When, stop by, huh? Free for you, ", added Rudi.

"Well, Imania. You're very lucky to know Rudi. It's handsome, friendly, established again!" praise your mother with a big smile.

"You're married?" ask mother.

"Not yet, Auntie."

"Gee!"

"Mother!" I interrupted my mother's words. "It looks like Rudi is busy. So don't ask so much. Rudi just stopped by for a second, Mom."

Mom looked at me a little upset. "Is that so, Rudi?"

Rudi looked at me for a moment, then nodded. "Yes, Auntie."

Thank goodness, Rudi understood. I don't want you to overreact to her. Anyway, my boyfriend, right, Dimas, not Rudi. So, I don't want you to take Rudi too much.

"Successful entrepreneurs are busy on average" he said.

"Uncle could've."

When they were busy talking, suddenly a black car appeared and stopped beside Rudi's car. Someone got out of the car and came to our house. My heart immediately skipped a beat looking at someone who came with a face full of anger. It was clearly visible from the fist that followed his steps.

"Assalamualaikum," he said a little loudly.

"Waalaikumsalam," replied the father and mother simultaneously.

I hurried to the door and opened it anxiously.

"Why did you come home without telling me?" Dimas interrogated me. "Why do you have to go home with that berengs*k?"

With eyes full of emotion and hands that kept clenching, Dimas went straight in without letting go. He looks very angry. He immediately looked for someone he was after.

"Justie!" The eagle's eyes immediately looked at Rudi who was sitting on the sofa with a gaze full of anger.

And how surprised Dimas when he saw there was a father and my mother who also looked at him in wonder. Dimas soon dimmed his emotions in front of my father and mother.

"Eh, Uncle, Auntie, how are you?" asked Dimas clumsily. Dimas immediately greeted my father and mother.

"Well," replied the father flatly as he shook Dimas' hand.

"Son, Dimas. Please sit down, here!" With a spirit the mother stood up and grabbed Dimas' arm to sit next to her.

"Son, what do you want Dimas to drink? Let Aunt do it, huh?"

"Anything, Auntie," Dimas replied still with a clumsy expression.

"All right, one second, huh?"

Mom rushed to the kitchen. I sat down next to Rudi. Dimas looked at me sharply. She doesn't seem to like me sitting next to Rudi. Dimas stood up and approached me.

"Hey, Brother! Been here long?" asked Dimas to Rudi with a face made happy. "May I sit next to Rudi, Nia?"

I stood up and took a seat on the sofa that Dimas had previously occupied.

"Brothers! Been here long?" asked Dimas with a happy expression.

However, Rudi's expression was different. He's holding something back. "Old lumayan!" rudi replied while grimacing in pain.

I was curious, I turned my eyes down. I saw Dimas's foot stepping on Rudi's.

"It's good to see you, Brother!" said Dimas while embracing Rudi.

Rudi again grimaced in pain. I feel sorry for Rudi. Dimas always had the sense to take revenge, even in situations like this.

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