Princess Reunion Cost
Prospective informant

The deg!

Sri's heart was racing, as she received a pictorial message from Butet. He noticed the photo he had just received and made sure it was grazia with another man. The man sitting in front of Grazia, looked quite young. A maximum of twenty-five years old. With a neat haircut, as well as fine hairs on his jaw and chin.

Sri who was sitting in the family room, also glanced at the God who was cool playing with Ardi. Seen the look of a face so happy from God and son only wayangnya it. Sri took a deep breath and started replying to Butet's message.

"Where is it, Tet?" Type Sri, and she sends her message to Butet.

Shortly after, Sri's phone rang. He also received a reply from Butet.

"In the cafe. Cook it in my house. We were ready from earlier. It's me again ikotin him. See the man outside. Ish. cringe times is this Grazia. I'm still around the cafe. Belom came home to me. I was gonna have that guy talk. But because of AbG's courtship, not so I got a place dudok near the Grazia." Reply Butet.

Sri nibbled her own lips, with both eyes looking excited, she moved from her seat. Sri walked to her room and entered the room, then locked it tightly.

After he felt safe from the Gods, Sri began to contact Butet.

Butet who was in his car was surprised, when he heard the ringtone of his phone. Then he grabbed his phone which he had just put on the car dashboard and looked at the phone screen. Not waiting long, Butet immediately received a phone call from Sri.

"Hello!" Sapa Butet's.

"Make..." Call Sri half-whispering.

"What! I'm focusing on this." Answer Butet.

"Whose man is it?" Ask Sri.

"Where do you know! You're funny too, cook just as much as me. I just saw him today." Answer Butet.

"Gusssttiii. kok iso yo, Tet," Sri is not out of thought with the behavior of Grazia behind the God.

"The grandfather really needs us to gep the parents. If the parents see you again, you take God to the same cafe," Butet said.

"And kowe, Tet!"

"Well, teros want which cake? The gods must know this is his behavior!"

Sri is speechless when Butet says Grazia is God's wife.

"Sri!" Call Butet.

"Ng. yes."

"Cock you quiet?"

"I'm fine, Tet. Let's see wae yo, Tet," Sri said.

Butet frowned and felt confused by the change in tone of voice from Sri.

"Yes first, Tet. Thank you very much" Sri said.

"Eh, what's wrong with you?" Ask Butet.

But the communication connection was also cut off.

Sri took a deep breath and fell silent on her bed. A few minutes later, there was a knock from outside Sri's room and followed by the voice of the God who called his name.

"Sri's.."

"Sri.. "

Sri also looked at the door of her room and lazily, she moved from her seat and opened the door of the room.

"Why you?" God asked, after that door had just opened.

"It's okay, sir." Sri Sahut.

Got a call from whom?"

Sri looked at the face of the God, who looked so curious.

"Butet" Sahut Sri.

"Kok use dodge and go into the room?" Cecar God.

Sri looked back at the god closely. Then he smiled thinly.

"What do you mean, mas?" Sri asked who looked in a bad mood.

"I just asked, Sri. Because I'm still your husband."

Sri frowned and looked at the God sharply.

"His husband? Husband who married again? Have a mistress out there? Oh, not a mistress. But a mistress."

The god was surprised to hear Sri's answer which seemed implied emotion on his wife's face.

It seems that the change in Sri's mood, becomes bad, when Butet calls Grazia the wife of the Gods. Although it is true fact, but the feeling of annoyance that he spill to God.

"You why? We've already discussed this issue" said the Lord.

Sri was silent, then she sat down languidly on the edge of her bed.

"Sorry, I just... Ah, I don't know.." Sri put down her phone and massaged her throbbing temple.

"Sri..."

"Mas, please leave me alone!" Pinta Sri's.

The god was surprised to see Sri's attitude, then he let out a long sigh, to manage his emotions.

"Yes already. If you need anything, tell me yes" God said.

Sri was silent, while the god left the room.

......................

At exactly eleven o'clock in the evening, Grazia stepped out of the cafe. But the man she was with was not seen coming out with Grazia. Grazia left the cafe looking with bad emotions. Grazia entered her car with a visibly irritated face, and drove her car at high speed.

Butet who noticed from his car also frowned and put on a face that looked full of question marks.

"Why are those red kuntilanak?" Inner Butet.

Soon, Butet sees the man coming out of the cafe. The man got into a red car parked right in front of the cafe. Not wanting to waste time, Butet immediately started his car engine and followed the man's car.

The red luxury car was sliding on the Capital road at medium speed. Butet continued to pay attention to where the car was headed, until finally the car stopped at a nightclub. Butet was more confused, he did not finish thinking, who the figure of the man. So curious, Butet followed the man to enter the club that night.

From a few meters away, Butet saw the man sitting at the bartender's table and ordered a glass of liquor. The man seemed to be silent, enjoying the atmosphere inside the club that night. A few minutes later, the man's glass was empty. Then he asked the bartender to prepare another drink for him. The man and the bartender who was serving him, looked so familiar. Butet also felt they had known each other for a long time. Because between the man and the bartender seemed to be joking with each other and sometimes talking seriously.

Shortly after, the glasses of the two men returned empty. The man paid for his drink and went to the dance floor. The man seemed to mingle with the club guests that night without hesitation. It seemed that the influence of alcohol had already reacted in the man's body.

Butet approached the bartender's desk and pretended to order an orange juice. He began to wonder at the bartender.

"Yes mbak?" Sahut bartender, while concocting drinks in the message Butet.

"What's the name of the man sitting here?" Ask Butet.

The bartender looked at Butet closely. He smiled at Butet.

"Where are you?" Ask the bartender.

"That one. Just sit here" Butet said, pointing to the man he meant.

"Oh, that's Ronald."

"Who?" Butet asked who could not hear clearly, because the sound of music was so frenetic.

"Ronald, mbak. Wh why? The mama has a crush, huh?" Ask the bartender.

"Oh, Ronald's name." Inner Butet.

"Mom's crush? He's an old customer here" the bartender said.

"Oh.." Butet nodded in understanding.

"New mother I see here. New customer huh?" Ask the bartender.

"Eh, yes.." Butet said, smiling awkwardly.

"This is mbak, the juice. Why order juice? Alcohol is better."

"No, my problem made me dizzy. If I drink alcohol, will I not get dizzy" Seloroh Butet.

The bartender laughed at Butet.

"Look, what was his name?"

"Ronald, mbak." The bartender's.

"His girl's tone apparently?" Ask Butet again.

"Many mbak. But there used to be a girl. Often come here with the same girl. But it's been almost two years, never again. Breakup times. Well, now yes bring a girl to change. Don't be the same Ronald deh, mending with me."

Butet frowned and looked at the bartender closely.

"Style you again." Inner Butet.

"Grazia wasn't her first girl's name?" Ask Butet.

The bartender frowned and looked at Butet closely.

"Do you know?" Ask the bartender.

"Is this the guy?" Butet thrust his phone with a photo of Grazia on the screen of his phone.

"Yes mbak. How come I have a picture of Grazia?" Asked the bartender, looking at Butet with a suspicious look.

"Ah, no. I think cake knows that guy. Apparently he's my cousin's ex-girlfriend, this Grazia," Butet said, lying.

"Oh, my cousin Mbak Grazia yes. Where is Grazia now? Never to be seen again" said the bartender.

"Udah kawen him." Sahut Butet's.

"Oh... that's it... So he's dumping dong mbak?"

Deggs..!

Butet's heart was racing, when the bartender mentioned the content of Grazia.

"meaning?" Ask Butet.

"Ah no mbak." The bartender smiled and seemed to regret his words just now.

"Eh, mas, seriously, what does that mean?" Ask Butet.

"I didn't talk wrong." The bartender looked awkward and tried to avoid Butet.

"Mas!" Call Butet.

"For a while, I served others first." The bartender passed from before Butet and tried to occupy himself with other customers.

"O mak, that means which cake is this. The bartender's cake knows a lot. I can't let it!" Inner Butet.

To get more service, Butet immediately finished his orange juice and again called the bartender.

"Mas! I ordered again!" Call Butet.

Inevitably, the bartender approached Butet and tried to serve Butet.

"What else do you want to order, mbak?" Ask the bartender.

"You want to order me, mas. What time did you come home? You want a duet?" Butet bluntly said.

The bartender looked at Butet closely.

"That's, mbak?" Ask the bartender.

"I'll give you two million. But you used to tell me about Ronald's problem with Grazia" Butet said.

"Mama, not from the police, right? Or detective. or.."

"No! Want a duet with you?" Ask Butet again.

The bartender was silent for a moment.

"Answer!" Urge Butet.

"What do you want to know?" Ask the bartender.

Butet smiled with satisfaction. Then he made an appointment with the bartender the next day.

"This is my business card. Don't you leak our secrets to Ronald." Pinta Butet's.

"Good mbak." The bartender said, smiling with satisfaction.

"Ok, here's a tip for you, man. Don't forget you came under the guise, I spotted this dikote nantik!" Threaten Butet, while handing over five hundred thousand to the bartender.

"Aman. Ready it!" The bartender said, taking the money from Butet's hands.

"Remember, come you. lest you see the beauty!" Threaten Butet again.

"Yes mbak. Relax..." The bartender said, smiling with satisfaction.