NOT PERPETRATORS
My Husband's Friend's Birthday Party

I opened these eyes. I stopped the piano game. I swept the view to the whole corner of the room. These eyes were fixed on Nessa. The beautiful woman threw her sweet smile. The feeling of sin was clearly felt in this chest. I'm sorry, Nessa. I almost forgot, that you are the love God destined to be with her.

Rudi stood up, clapped both hands, accompanied by a boisterous applause all restaurant visitors. A song I played almost finished, it was able to amaze them. In fact, this finger has not played for a long time. Apparently, just imagine it, this fingers are able to play alone.

I set foot, rejoined Nessa, Arka, and Rudi - who were still staring at me.

"You're so cool!" rudi said in praise.

"You're overreacting."

"really."

"Thank you."

Nessa touched my shoulder, saying, "You played it with passion."

"Ah, really? I guess it's normal."

He pulled a hand off my shoulder. "good song. Why did you choose this song?"

I looked at him. "Just ... suddenly remembered this song."

"You really like this song, don't you?"

I'm woken. Nessa's curious face caught on this thought. "Not really. I-i-"

"Luck it! Why do you look nervous" he said with a smile.

Nervous? Do I look nervous? Nessa, what are you really thinking about me.

"Ness?"

"Hm ...."

"Where did you know I could play the piano?" I looked at Nessa with a serious face.

Nessa smiles. "Just .. guess it."

I'm speechless. What possible?

"So, when we get in here. Your eyes were immediately captivated by the piano. I just guessed. Don't you, you like to play the piano."

Did I just catch a lie from Nessa's lips? After all, how could he possibly tell so much about me to his own fiancee? I think I'm a pity.

"That's what it looks like" I said.

"Oh, yes, Imania. By the way, the song is great. Romantic," commented Rudi. "What's the title of the song."

"Rivers flow this you." Nessa answered.

There are a lot of puzzles with him. Nessa is unpredictable. Next time, I'll be more careful with him. Worry, the past will paint the distance between us.

***

"Thank you for driving us. Sorry to bother."

Nessa chuckles. "Look easy, Ima. Yeah, I'm leaving first. Bye ... Immania? Bye, Arka?"

Nessa drove her car.

"Be careful, Ness!" myrag.

There are many questions in my heart about this beautiful woman. Nessa, sometimes she's so nice, sometimes so unpredictable. However, this self does not want to disturb the peace of the relationship between them. However, if later Nessa finds out that I am the past of her lover. Does Nessa still want to be friends with me?

Life is hard to guess. A beautiful beginning can be bitter. And destiny, I believe, that the destiny outlined by God, is the best. How we accept it. Perception always affects action. I hope Nessa's perception of me is good.

***

Mas Bastian told me tonight's gonna take me to his friend's birthday party. Because the place is far away, we do not take Arka. Our arcs were left at my in-laws' house.

As usual, we ride on a motorcycle. The distance we traveled was about half an hour. Pretty far in my opinion. My shoulder feels sore.

Get off the motor. Someone was watching me. I pretended I didn't see it. Sometimes this self is astonished. What is so exciting about a woman who is married and has children? Do I seem to overvalue it? One time, Ima!

After parking the bike, I took Bastian's arm. We step in.

"Come, Di. Where is Nessa?"

We also entered this magnificent house. This time, I performed more PD. Mas Bastian bought me a dress in salem, which was elegantly designed. Kupadu with matching color pashmina.

The guests present looked crowded. We walked over to Nessa and her friends. Nessa is so beautiful tonight. She wears a blue dress, with a glamorous design. Her hair was parsed with a hanging curly model. Absolutely perfect this woman. Pretty compatible with Dimas.

"Ima, you're so pretty tonight."

"You are so beautiful." I smiled at him.

Nessa draped her arms around Dimas's.

"Hi, Bas! Your wife?"

"Know, this is Ima, my wife."

I extended a hand to him. "Imania Saraswati."

"Melinda Anwar."

"He's the one who's having this show, honey." Bastian reminded.

In a hurry, I gave her a gift.

"Oh, happy birthday" I said.

"Thank you for coming." The slender, curly-haired, blond-painted woman, with a Chinese face, gave a smile. "Your wife is beautiful, Bas."

"You're too complimentary" I said.

"Of course." Mas Bastian chimed.

Event commences. Mas Bastian was busy chatting with his boyfriend. Nessa was busy talking to her friends.

My eyes were drawn toward someone at the other end. I set my foot on a beautiful woman in an orange dress.

"Hi!" my broom.

She's looking. "Hi!"

"We meet again."

"Yes." Yeah." She smiles. However, there was a sense of awkwardness when he looked at me. That's what caught in my brain.

"Eh, we haven't gotten acquainted. I'm Imania Saraswati."

"Ah, I'm Bella."

He did not mention his full name. Why is there such a sudden bit of weirdness, when I pay attention to the body's gesture and expression? Or, I'm the one who's too easy to judge someone.

"You came alone?"

"Em, yes."

Why so short. Makes me confused what to talk about.

"You're my husband's friend, aren't you?"

"Yeah. I'm an office mate with Mas Bastian."

"You-you"

"More."

Haven't asked again. A bully came over.

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The note!

Rivers Flow In You is the soundtrack of the novel. Yiruma, a South Korean pianist and composer born on February 15, 1978, has made his mark worldwide. I'm sure many already know Yiruma's piano instrumental music, his skill in playing the piano performing beautiful songs makes anyone who hears it immediately fall in love. Aih, not necessarily too huh? If you do not like the music of the instrument, if I immediately like and fall in love when I first heard it.

This song is so beautiful and soft. Yiruma played it with a lot of feeling. That is why the Author chose this song as THE SOUNDTRACK OF THIS NOVEL. The author really likes this song. And also idolized the pianish named Yiruma.