Temptation Sexy Neighbors
Kupu Kupu Park

Finally the doctor let Inggit go home. Inggit was healthy but now he was quiet. The doctor had told Fandi that Inggit was fine but Fandi was still worried about Inggit's condition.

"What do you want to eat? Let's stop by before we go home, shall we?" jeruk Fandi's.

Anggit who was staring at the scene outside the window shook his head weakly. "No, my mother."

"Git, what the hell are you doing? You still mad at me?" ask Fandi.

"No."

"Why are you quiet? If someone is sick, you better talk. What pain? We'll see a better doctor."

"I'm fine, Mom. I want to paint." Inggit felt he needed to vent his heart in the form of a painting.

Fandi breathed deeply. "alright. Just tell me what you want. If you can, I'll grant your request."

Inggit fell silent again and stared at the scene outside the window with a blank look. Arriving at home, Dalvin who was waiting for Inggit quickly out of the house as soon as he heard the roar of Fandi's car.

"Git, where are you from? Why your forehead?" dalvin asked with a worried look.

"Heh, it's none of your business huh! Don't mostly interfere in people's household affairs!" Fandi quickly got out of the car to keep Inggit from being bullied by Dalvin.

"Huh, I'm the one who wants to ask. What are you doing Inggit until his forehead cuts like that?" Dalvin now seems to challenge Fandi.

"You want me to cake, that's my household business. Inggit's my wife. Don't you dare bother him!" threaten Fandi's.

"If you had hurt Inggit, obviously I wouldn't have stayed silent. Want you husband if you do KDRT can still be processed by law, Bro!" Dalvin pointed at Fandi's chest and spoke in a threatening tone.

"You can stop no? My head hurts!" inggit said he broke up the two quarrels.

"What pain, Git?" tanya Dalvin and Fandi compact.

"I asked first" said Dalvin.

"Just boy. Me first!" fandi replied that he would not give up.

"Of that, you guys go on. I'm going to go inside the house. Where's the key, Mas?" Inggit takes the house keys from Fandi and goes inside, leaving Dalvin and Fandi unwilling to budge.

Instead of resting, Inggit went to the painting room and began painting paintings drawn by his father Angel. Inggit paints until he forgets his surroundings.

Fandi who originally let Inggit paint had to reprimand him. It's time to eat and take medicine, if not reminded, Inggit must have forgotten.

"Rest first. You just got back from the hospital. Don't force yourself!" jeruk Fandi's.

Inggit nodded while staring at the painting he made. Not finished. Tomorrow he will continue.

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Inggit woke up from his sleep when he heard his cell phone ringing.

Dalvin's Calling ....

"What's up, Mom?"

"Why yesterday? What did he do to you? Hurt you?" Dalvin again asked the same question as before.

"I'm fine, Mom. You just calm down. Mas Fandi accidentally did all this."

"Seriously? I want to talk to you directly. When can we meet?"

"It'll be noon when Mas Fandi goes to work."

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After Fandi left for work, Dalvin quickly called out the name Inggit. I can't wait to know what happened to Inggit.

Before long Inggit came out dressed neatly. "Where are you going, Git?" dalvin asked in surprise.

"I'm going somewhere. Can you drive me?" pinta Inggit's.

"Where? Wait a minute, I'm gonna ask you, what's with your forehead?" ask Dalvin.

"I'm fine, Mas" elak Inggit.

"Don't lie. If you don't want to be honest, then I won't take you away" insisted Dalvin.

Inggit closed his eyes for a moment. "Mas Fandi accidentally let go of my hand. I fell and hit the edge of the table. I'm fine, Mas. The doctor said it was okay too. I told you what happened, didn't I? Now, please take me, please," Inggit pinta very much.

"Where's your earring?" Dalvin approached Inggit and examined his face. "Are you okay?"

"Yes, Mas. I've told you several times that I'm okay, right? Come on, Mas, hurry!"

"Yes. I'll get the car keys first!" Dalvin went inside his house and came out shortly afterwards. He opened the car door for Inggit and put it on the seat belt. "So where are you going?"

"To the Garden of Butterflies."

Dalvin was surprised and looked at Inggit sharply. "Kupu Kupu Park?"

"Yes. Mas Dalvin knows, don't you, where is the Butterfly Park?"

Dalvin looked back at Inggit. He wondered, did Inggit remember everything? If you remember, why is his attitude this calm? Shouldn't I be hysterical?

"For what to go to Butterfly Park?" ask Dalvin curiously.

"Mm .. just take a walk. Bored at home. Didn't Mas Dalvin ever tell you about Butterfly Park? I was curious and wanted to see it. Is it true that there are many butterflies in the garden?" They choose to lie. He can't tell the truth. Inggit is afraid to be considered crazy because he believes in dreams when fainting.

"I-yes I told you once. The garden is no longer as many butterflies as it once was. There has been a lot of housing and many plants that have been cut down so no butterflies want to come. All right if you want to go there. I'll accompany." Dalvin pointed at his cheek and brought it closer to Inggit.

"Why, Mas? Gatel?" asked Inggit innocently.

"Yes, gatel wants to kiss you. Come on, pay me to deliver." Dalvin smiled as he played both eyebrows.

"No want. If you don't want to deliver, I'll go alone!" mencam Inggit.

"Yes .. please go. Free you go alone, you will not know where the Butterfly Park is located. The name of the park has now been changed." Dalvin again pointed his cheek for payment to Inggit.

Inggit breathed deeply. Curiosity makes Inggit willing to do anything to fulfill his curiosity. Inggit advanced himself and peeked at Dalvin's cheek.

Dalvin smiled while Inggit blushed in embarrassment. "Smart! Let's go!"

Dalvin drove his car to where he met Inggit. Dalvin parked his car in front of the park which now looks even better than before. "Come, we're here!"

Inggit got down from the car and looked around. Everything felt different from his dream. Instead of heading to Butterfly Park, Inggit even stepped foot to another place.

"Well, Git, where are you going?" Dalvin chases after the fast-moving Inggit and stands in front of an empty house.

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