
"Fit, congratulations, yes. Finally after almost 4 years, we managed to make this toga shirt."
"Yes, congratulations to you too." That happiness cannot be described with anything.
Effort and fatigue this time really realized, finally he managed to graduate S1.
Angel Pradita, two months ago they became friends even so good friends, although not one belief. However, Fitri never took issue with it.
For him, having a loyal friend, is one of the gifts he should be grateful for, after all, the creation of God.
Since becoming friends with him, Fitri again felt alive, not lonely as before.
"Your husband didn't come, Fit?"
"It's your special day, you know."
Angel's question again reminds Fitri of Hendri, the man who became her husband five months ago, also the agreement they made has been running for 4 months, it means the last two months, it means staying, their relationship can be discussed again. Want to continue, or disperse.
"Of course."
"I don't think it's coming, knowing for yourself he's a grown man who supposedly said he's so busy."
"It won't take time to come."
Fitri does not want to confuse himself by the problem of Hendri, want to come or not, after all it feels the same.
Since the day they came home from Mother's house, Hendri was colder than usual, speaking as necessary, not even at all, his stubbornness was increasing, he said, not wanting to listen to what he says and act as he pleases.
Fitri also remembered, when Hendri attended the opening ceremony of Andini's restaurant branch, the man was not at all stale to invite him to go together, he was just like a woman who begged Hendri, he was just like a woman who begged Hendri, it's a shame to remember everything.
It makes him more lazy to care more about the man, better to busy himself with more useful things.
Although he knew Hendri was the man in charge, but if he was never spoken to despite being on one roof, he believed his head could be broken for a long time against a stone-hearted man like Hendri.
"You're patient, yes, Fit." Angel looks to put on a concerned face and does not have the heart to see his best friend who seemed to be played by his own husband.
"You don't have to be so sad." Fitri patted Angel's shoulder while chuckling.
"I'm immune to his attitude."
"A responsible man is not enough. Than eating liver every day." Fitri's eyes narrowed slightly, then both laughed happily and hugged each other, strengthened each other, and shared when one needed help.
"Fitr."
When his name was called by someone, he immediately turned his head back to see who was calling him.
"You?" His eyebrows slightly furrowed, trying to remember who the man who recognized him was.
"Can't remember anymore?"
"I'm Rangga."
"We met once at Hendri's restaurant."
Fitri's eyeball twists trying to remember, and opens its mouth afterwards.
"Oh, Mas Hendri's friend, right?" his eyes are perfectly rounded.
"Yes, that's right."
"By the way, congratulations, yes, already got a degree at a young age like this, surely you are a smart student," he said with a friendly smile.
"Ah, it's normal, Mom."
"If you may know, what is Mas Rangga himself doing?"
"It just so happened that my sister also graduated today, so I came in for a parent."
Fitri nodded in understanding, nor did she forget to introduce Angel to Rangga.
"What if I buy you guys some food? All celebrating my sister's graduation."
"Good idea" Angel said.
"Nothing to do, Mas. It doesn't feel good for your sister if we're strangers in her celebration" Fitri said.
"It's okay, let me introduce you to my sisters." Rangga unhesitatingly pulled the two hands of the woman towards his car.