Prisoner's Wife Raka
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"Ka, come with me, yuk!" Abram invited Raka who was tidying up his books.

Raka looks. "Where?" ask Raka. "Lo don't want to learn tomorrow?"

Abram shook his head, he patted Raka on the shoulder. "Today I'm going on holiday to be ambitious" Abram said.

Usually, after the lesson ends, Abram will not go outside the classroom, but learn what the lecturer said. He's a smart kid, even getting a scholarship through achievement.

"You pursue my old love" Abram said, as Raka frowned. "Gue must not have told you the latest news."

"What?"

"Udah, come with me that's why!" Then Abram pulled the sleeve of his best friend's jacket, carrying it to the place in question.

It was common for the students to look at them, and some even greeted with a wave of their hands. However, Raka did not respond, while Abram returned their greeting. "Hi too." So roughly, but it has made the girls hysterical.

"Gue's pretty yet?" abram asked in the middle of the road, combing his hair back and raising his eyebrows. Raka then felt amused by his best friend. "Reaction to why so common, deh." Abram breathed heavily.

"Who do you want to see, anyway? That's chocolate too, for whom?"

"Lo jealous, Ka? Don't you like me" Abram said.

"Snubby." Raka screeched at Abram, looking down at the man. "Gue's still normal---"

"DYNARA!" Abram's shout suddenly made Raka's footsteps stop, staring at the man running towards the girl called.

Dinara, who was walking by himself, stopped his footsteps and turned his head. His black Netra found Abram smiling, he was pleased with Abram's whereabouts. However, when Raka realizes that she is beside Abram, Dinara is worried.

"Only alone?" asked Abram. His face was radiant when he saw the idol, he stared inside the girl in front of him.

Dinara nodded slowly. "What's calling me?" Occasionally he glanced at Raka, who turned his face as if he did not like it.

"You want this love." Abram held out a small box of chocolate cake. His eyebrows then shriveled when he realized Dinara had been looking at Raka. "Ka, here, Ka!" call Abram.

Dinara was shocked, swallowed, and tried to neutralize his heartbeats. Raka who was standing there, heaved a heavy sigh and approached.

"This is the girl I mean, Ka," Abram said, looking at Dinara with a strange look. Raka did not care, just smiled knotty.

"Sister Raka--" Just now Dinara wanted to say something, the man cut him off.

"You two! I go first," said Raka, expressionless. Then, he patted Abram on the shoulder and walked away past them.

Abram did not feel strange, but Dinara became afraid.

"Cantin, yuk!" take Abram. The girl could not resist because she liked it, so Dinara nodded her head.

A breeze hit his black hair. His eyes closed feeling the cold air in the park. The heart that had been beating fast, was now more subsided. "Gue why?" ask him to yourself. "Jealous?"

Raka is not the type of man who easily falls in love with women. Having to really expend a lot of energy to get a position in Raka's heart, but it doesn't seem to apply to Dinara. "Gue must believe my feelings."

"But .. is impossible."

"Maybe, just because I want to marry her, it's like being a gini."

"Gue may have broken his heart, even his life. I don't think I deserve him because at the time, he probably thought I didn't exist" Abram said, looking down. Raka just looked blankly, listening to every word that came out of her best friend's lips. "But I still wish he'd come back, once he knows why I left him."

"Name Dinara. She's pretty, nice, her hair is short, independent, and what it is."

"Gue fell in love with her, from the first meeting until now." Abram gave a faint smile. "Maybe not, anyway? If he considers this meeting of ours, it would be a great disaster for him."

"Gue's already given him hope, but I'm leaving without clarity."

Abram wiped away the liquid dripping from the tail of his eye. "If I'm honest, I don't want to go either. But, my parents really maxed out his will for me," said Abram, so soft with his hoarse voice.

Raka really could not do anything at that time, just accompany and listen to the curses of her best friend.

"Foolishly," said Raka, then he stood up and sauntered away from the garden.

The sun was perched up there, as if it were burning its head. Dinara walked with the book in hand, some students also stepped with him. Today was a very happy day, spending a lot of time with Abram.

Dinara's footsteps instantly came to a halt as the tall body stood in front of him. He looked up, finding Raka staring intently at him. "What's up, Sis--" Not yet finished his sentence, Raka waltzed away.

"Cowok is not clear," muttered Dinara, staring at the departure of Raka who came without a word.

.....

"If you're married, don't get too tired!" said Rania, to the princess who was eating dinner. "Your husband-to-be is good, you know."

"Why didn't you marry her?" chirps Dinara.

Roni who had just come and heard the princess's words, then shook her head. Then, the man pinched Dinara's right arm until she groaned in pain. "Nda! Dad pinch me, Nda! Pain, Nda!" whining.

"Racaine!" rania Exclamation.

"His mother was asked to marry again, whose father is the same?" said the man, then sat his ass in the chair beside Dinara.

Dinara was upset, pursed his lips while stroking his arm that felt hot.

The sound of the game filled the room, which came from the man's mobile phone. Raka slammed the phone into the bed, unable to focus on the game. He rubbed his face rough. "Gue why, anyway?" Raka was upset, still remembering the incident of Abram and Dinara on campus earlier.

"Gue's jealous?"

Raka grabbed the jacket lying on the small sofa, took the phone from the mattress and put it in the pocket. Then, the man stepped out of the room. He pulled out a favorite motorcycle from the garage, then drove fast splitting the night road.

Dinara just went to the nearest stall to buy fried foods, these nights it feels like to eat constantly. He opened the door, greeted by a mother who was seen waiting for his arrival. "Why smile, Nda?" tanyakanya.

Rania did not stop smiling. Then, he handed the red paper bag to the princess. Dinara frowned staring at the thing, then sat on the sofa. "What'sthis? Got who?"

"Have you. Opened, dong!"

Dinara was curious, without lingering open the thing. There is a heart-shaped box inside. "Chocolate? From whom?" ask Dinara.

"Your husband-to-be," answered Rania, followed by the blinking of her ignorant eyes.

"What's? Raka's sister?" pekik Dinara's. He looked at the chocolate box.