
Dicky's out of his office. Means to go back to Dima's contract. Where he's been living, eating and sleeping for months.
"Belk!"call a girl to Diky.
"Eh, you, Ris. What's up?"diky looked at his old friend.
"My motor is on strike. Tuh, in front," said the girl pointing towards a motor matic.
"Have you called the workshop yet?"
"Yet. My phone's lowbat,"
"Yes already. Let's take care of my people. Wanna go home?"
"hum. But, my wallet is missing," said the girl in a stupid grin.
"Basic! Yes, let me drive you home, "diky shook his head.
"Thank you!"sahut Risna then walked following Diky to the parking lot.
Diky asked his men to take care of his friend's motorcycle. Then he took out his bike to take the girl home. But on the way, Diky saw Wulan who was riding his blind motorbike.
"Wulans? This girl! I gave you a new bike, but I still use that bike. I blocked his phone number and the phone numbers of his parents. But there was no initiative at all to ask Ayana why my number was off. Boro-boro wanted to go to my rented house to see me, asking about me. Does he really not love me at all?"diky murmured in the heart.
Diky drove his bike to follow Wulan. Risna frowned when she saw that the road Diky was going through was not the way to her house.
"Dik! You're going the wrong way. We should have turned left. Why are we straight?"ask Risna.
"I saw my fiancee. We'll follow him first. Let me drive you home, "sahut Diky with eyes that focus on Wulan.
"Your engagement? Since when do you have a fiancee?"risna asked her forehead.
"Already! Shutup!"pinta Diky who did not want his concentration to be divided because he had to serve Risna talk. Rishna was silent at last.
Diky followed Wulan a bit further. Eventually the girl stopped at the stationery store. Diky stopped not far from there. Diky sees Wulan enter the stationery store that is quite large.
"I'm asking you to help me, right?"diky asked Risna.
"Please what?"risna asked her forehead. Still haven't come down from Diky's motorbike.
"Help me make my fiancee jealous,"
"Huh?! Not wrong, is it?"risna asked in surprise.
"i'm serious. You used to be in High School for theater, right? I want to know, she'd be jealous of anything if I went with another girl,"
"Songong Lo, Brother! Where is there a girl who is not jealous to see her fiance walk with another girl?"
"Would you help me?"
"I don't want to be the third person. My girlfriend is also no less handsome than you,"sohut Risna while turning her face away.
"It's just pretend, doang. I also have no hobby of being a coach. Please! Want, yeah!"pinta Diky.
"Huff. okay.. I should how?"asked Risna who finally agreed to Diky's request.
Diky explained what Risna had to do and Risna immediately understood. They then followed Wulan to the stationery store. Diky waits in the parking lot, while Risna walks into the stationery shop. Diky deliberately parked his motorbike in front of Wulan parked his motorbike.
Fifteen minutes later, Diky sees Wulan coming out of the stationery shop. Diky pretends not to see Wulan, then Diky pretends to contact someone.
"Hello! You where?"diky asked as he glanced at the rearview mirror of his motorbike. Look at Wulan who was behind him.
"Bang Diky?"muttered Wulan looked at the back of Diky who was calling it.
"Yes, sneak over here! I've been waiting for you since," said Diky then pretended to hang up.
Diky saw Wulan walking slowly closer to him. However Wulan stopped her footsteps as Diky waved her hand at Risna. Diky glanced towards his rearview mirror. From the rearview mirror, Wulan saw Risna who ran a small approach to Diky.
"It's been a while, huh?"asked Risna to Diky with the face made as cheerful as possible.
"Sir, is it okay for us to go together like this?"ask Risna according to the scenario made by Diky impromptu earlier.
"Why indeed?"diky asked again glanced at Wulan from his rearview mirror.
"You, don't you, you have a fiance?"
"New fiancee. Not wife. He doesn't love me either. I intend to break off our engagement," said Diky deliberately made relaxed, want to heat up Wulan.
"Seriously? You want to break up with her?"tanya Risna showed a happy face.
"Seriously. Why would I survive if my love clapped one hand? I don't want to fight alone. All this time, I've been trying to understand and understand him. But he doesn't want to understand and understand me. I have invited him to marry several times. But he stays on his feet. Not getting married before getting a college degree. I couldn't wait for him that long. You still like it, don't you, same me? If you want to marry me, I'll break him up" said Diky deliberately revealed his heart to be heard by Wulan. And want to know how Wulan reacted.
"Seriously, you want to marry me?"asked Risna with a big smile.
"If you want, I'm serious. I am no longer young. I want a family. Not dating. We'll talk in my apartment, yuk!"ask Diky to put the helmet on the girl. Diky felt even more disappointed because Wulan just kept quiet. Not approaching her, angry like other couples who will go berserk if their partners walk with other girls. And blatantly intent on cheating like Diky is today.
Not long after that, Dicky left the place. Diky who was disappointed to frown when he saw Wulan rushed after Diky on his blind motorbike.
"Ris, give me a friendly hug!"pinta Diky who realized Wulan was following the two of them.
"Lo crazy, Dik! How about if your bini candidate is bersamukan?"
"Let's go! It's already! Hugged me quickly! If you don't want to, I'll drop you right here!"diky's Threat.
"Buset, bye! You are just like your own friend. Absolutely not the heart. You're the manas-manasi bini candidate you, why am I the bother and become a victim?"gerutu Risna, but still according to embrace Diky friendly.
"Bang Diky can't do this to me. She took my first kiss. He can't just leave me," muttered Wulan continued to follow the Diky motor that was not too fast. Several times the girl wiped her tears.
Diky drove the bike not too tight so that Wulan did not lose track. Diky accidentally stops by the roadside to buy Risna food. To make Wulan hotter.
"Eh, am I really taking you to your apartment?"risna asked after they arrived at the parking lot.
"Yes,"sahut Diky brief.
"But coincidentally, too. I suddenly fell off. I think most eat the snacks that you bought earlier, deh," said Risna who did eat the snacks that Diky bought on the bike. Even deliberately feeding Diky so that Wulan who is still loyal to follow them gets hotter.
"Basic!"sahut Diky accidentally ruffled Risna's hair with a smile.
"Buset, bye! You're good at acting, too, Dik, "praise Risna.
"I'm a detective. Must be multi-talented to be able to solve cases quickly minimal risk,"sahut Diky honestly.
Wulan who was hiding some distance away from the two was unable to hear the conversation of the two.
"Bang Diky really took the girl to his apartment? I've never even been taken to her apartment. Even I don't know if bang Diky has an apartment," muttered Wulan softly with a face that looks very unhappy.
Of jealousy? It's probable. But it's not Diky's fault that Wulan doesn't know much about her. Because Wulan also did not ask Diky too much.
Diky and Risna walk towards Diky's apartment. Diky accidentally tells the apartment security to let the girl mentioned by Diky in. Otherwise, Wulan will not be able to enter Diky's apartment.
"What apartment are you in, Dik?"risna asked deliberately rather strongly so that he could hear Wulan.
"Three five five," said Diky to raise his voice.
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Notebook :
•extracurricular activities are additional activities carried out outside the hours of study conducted either at school or outside school with the aim of gaining additional knowledge, skills and insights as well as helping to shape the character of learners according to their interests and talents
•abstracturicular activities can also be interpreted as formal non-lesson activities carried out by school or university students, generally outside of standard curriculum learning hours. These activities exist at every level of education from elementary school to university. Wikipedia
•Treater is an art that combines body movements, expressions, vocals, and stage design. Usually this performance art is displayed directly in front of the audience.
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To be continued