The Bitter Three's
Advisor: Raka

Sometimes life doesn't go our way.

Life adapts to our needs.

But will we accept His decision for our lives?

Or will we complain and protest at His gifts?

Whichever is the most absolute Power.

(Septira, January 2022)

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Alwa and Raka, two friends who now sit awkwardly in one of the restaurants in the north of Jakarta.

From then on, the journey from the salon to the dining place was showered with silence. Raka focused on driving and Alwa sat next to her while staring at the car passing by on the street.

But actually in their minds a million questions raged.

After arriving at the restaurant that Raka determined, which the man said was quite good food, Alwa was still silent.

They sat facing each other, but Raka could not see the look on Alwa's face as it was covered in a veil.

"Mom,"

Alwa raised her hand, giving the code for Raka to be quiet.

Alright, Alwa still wants to shut up due to the shock. Even her husband had not seen hers, who saw her instead this man in front of her.

Raka sighed, out of regret. But how else? Alwa shouted very loudly.

And when the order arrived, they also ate in silence.

Geez, how uncomfortable the atmosphere is! Thought Raka.

But the man eats voraciously because he gets intuition soon there will be events that drain his energy.

After eating, Raka again ventured to speak again. "Where will you drive after this? The dermatologist's around here" Raka said.

Alwa nodded, but remained silent.

Raka felt more guilty.

When I arrived at Susan's dermatologist,

"Mas Raka? What kabaaaar!" the receptionist greeted Raka.

So often he and Galuh paced there, they both became known to the clinic employees.

And next more and more women in sexy clinic uniforms surrounded Raka. Ask the news, offer a snack, until a date.

"Mas Raka never wanted to go, Ih!" sulking one of the women while flirting in Raka's arm.

Alwa suddenly advanced while pushing the women who were blocking her way, then held Raka's arm. His eyes were staring intently at everyone there.

All quiet.

They stared alternately between Raka and Alwa.

And because Alwa's appearance was quite unpretentious, all the women in sexy clothes immediately felt that something was wrong.

"Doctor Sisca is there, right? How many times are we queuing? Yesterday I registered via online, "ask Raka.

"Eeeh, a little while Mas," the Receptionist rushed to his counter to check the schedule on his computer.

"On behalf of Alwa yes, Fan," Raka said again. Everyone stared at Alwa.

"Well, Mas," Fani at the Receptionist checked the schedule. "Eh, just go in Mas, first order,"

Okay," Raka turned to Alwa, "Yuk Darling," he said, holding Alwa's hand and entering the treatment room.

Instantly the atmosphere in the waiting room, talking about Raka and Alwa.

Doctor Sisca was immediately stunned when she saw Raka enter while holding Alwa. Doctor Sisca is Susan's college friend.

"Well, your penitent, Ka?" shoot it straight with your eyes wide. Raka is just a whiny.

"Cure? Is Mas Raka the playboy, doctor?" ask Alwa

Doctor Sisca glanced at Raka with an ignorant face. Raka just grunted.

"The boyfriend is changing every week Ma'am, do not know yes if now hehe,"

"Hem, does that include Doctor Sisca?" shoot Alwa.

Doctor Sisca smiled, "Well, that's it. But just for a second. No need to worry, I'll put my eyes on him playing here and there again,"

"God! Aib person spread out. Can't see I'm living a quiet life, anyway," grumbled Raka.

"No, I was in ghosting. Why would he want to be the same, ma'am? Better than Galuh, more calm,"

"God! It's working!" sahut Raka while sitting next to Alwa facing Doctor Sisca. "He's not my guy, but you don't have to flirt with other employees,"

"Oh right? Well, misunderstand me,"

"This is David Yudha's wife,"

"How much?"

"Forgotten,"

"Elah, like the bin he was a hundred people, use you lupain the order anyway," said Doctor Sisca. "Why are you accompanying? No problem yet? I want to talk about the private area!"

"It's a long story, you relax,"

"Yes, yes" Doctor Sisca looked at Raka suspiciously.

After doing several checks that were done casually, Alwa got some drugs whose reactions were mild.

"This function brightens yes Ma'am, not whiten. Because the basic Mbak Alwa skin is yellow so it can not be brighter than that,"

"Tok, but on Instagram there are also items that can be as white as a wall" said Alwa.

"It can, there is a cure, but it usually contains harmful chemicals and the effect is only brief. The effect, If the drug stops, the skin will again become as usual, even more black. In some cases, it's like burns and skin cancer,"

Alwa was worried.

"If to brighten the area of the folds and areolas how do docks?" ask Alwa.

"If the crease area can be brightened with one of the drugs from me Mbak, but if the areola can not, except in the tattoo so pink,"

"Well, not sharia, not dong" complained Alwa.

"Rubber. I recommend the BPOM and Halal but still quality assurance, our own concoction can be accounted for,"

Alwa listened to Doctor Sisca's explanation while glancing at Raka. It seems that the woman was not satisfied. She wants to be as beautiful as Susan.

"Why?" ask Raka.

"Hem," murmured Alwa indistinctly.

Raka sighed, "If you want to be like Miss Susan who was born is indeed a gift that was shaky so, yes plastic surgery, Ma'am. Like Doctor Sisca tuh, made in Korea," said Raka insinuated Doctor Sisca. He already knew why Alwa was silent, because the woman wanted more powerful treatment.

Alwa immediately cleared her throat, Doctor Sisca sneered towards Raka.

"Yes, sometimes we are not satisfied with mediocre treatment" Doctor Sisca grinned. "Starting from the skin, nose, eyebrows, lips, to the chest and sensitive body parts, all transformed into man-made engineering,"

Alwa is just innate, should it be like that to attract the attention of the husband? Why is his method so out of bounds like this?!

"If I think it's Ma'am," Doctor Sisca spoke up, "It's important to be clean and well-groomed. The mother also has to be confident. Like black lips, lemon and beetroot are smeared frequently. No need for lip embroidery. Sagging skin, frequent exercise and yoga, no need to plant yarn or botox, too, depending on the husband's ridho. The important thing is that the bed game is satisfying, isn't it Raka?!"

"Hoyy!!" Doctor Sisca immediately felt shunned.

"Blow up, Bum!" sahut Raka as he dragged Alwa out of the room.

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In the car, Alwa read the rules of using her skincare in earnest. While Raka runs her car to the nearest Mall area.

"Mas Raka,"

"Yes, Ma'am,"

"I'm not pretty?"

Raka sighed, "Indeed believe that I said it?"

"Huummmm," Alwa seemed to think.

"Not beautiful" answered Raka.

Alwa immediately turned her head towards Raka with wide eyes. "Seriously Mas? I'm not pretty?!" he panicked right away.

"No, rather than being called beautiful, more sweet, anyway,"

"What's the difference between being beautiful and being sweet?"

"Hem, in my opinion, beautiful is boring. Nice to look at but fleeting doang. The rest empty. Like a doll," Raka said while looking for a parking space. "And a beautiful face is usually easily forgotten, eyes closed for a while, so open your eyes have also forgotten the beauty of how, difficult to describe,"

"If sweet?"

"If it is sweet in my opinion, her limbs are indeed not up to the standard of beauty. Whose nose is pug, forehead is wide, cheeks are chubby, eyes are narrow, but somehow it looks pleasant, synchronous. And easy to remember. Maybe because it's more natural times huh,"

"If it's Susan?"

Raka let out a heavy sigh, "Stop comparing Sister Alwa with Miss Susan, Mr. David has liked her for a long time. The taste of different people. If Miss Susan met Mr. Suleyman also not necessarily Mr. Suleyman like. I've just seen him swallow still not interested,"

"Can't you see Susan swallow?"

"He is if work, meetings, conduct, attending seminars, dating, outfit should be different. Sometimes in a day he does all these activities. Automatic change of clothes is also in a hurry and often also change clothes in the car. If you change clothes, because the dress model is complicated, he usually asks for our help. Then the undergarments and dresses, colors and models should be in line. If the dress is sexy pantyhose should gstring one rope doang, the brand must be the one wearing the diamond bead, that is, the main trouble!" Raka half nagged.

Alwa listened with takjud.

"Not if Miss Susan asked for a different hairstyle. It's messy we, will not have time to the salon should how long, yes the only way me and Galuh korbanin. Usually Galuh become MUA and hairstylish impromptu, I choose dresses and parts in, all change fake nails, masangin shoes, memilihin bags and jewelry. Nothing fits? Stop at the nearest mall, buy, and re-dance. Fill the car like a closet,"

Alwa was fascinated.

"Do I like that woman? NO. NOPE. Okay, her face is beautiful, but not practical and full of struggle, caraway and selfish anyway. I prefer a natural, sweet and generous smile with a cheerful nature," Raka nodded confidently. Looks like he's venting his daily troubles (hehe).

Alwa scratched her head.

"Sweet and cheerful woman, like who?"

Raka quiet.

Keep quiet until the car is perfectly parked.

"Copy yuk!" hissing Raka while smiling, as if hiding something.

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"Bak Alwa," Raka murmured while sipping her coffee. Alwa who was enjoying a bobba drink from behind her veil, turned her head.

"I'm sorry I just went into the room" Raka said.

Alwa rolled her eyes, "Yes Mas, don't remember, it's ugly,"

Raka raised her eyebrows. "Who's the ugly shape?"

"The word therapist needs a lot of tidying up, so I asked for a lightening medication to fold to the Doctor,"

"Hem, tidied up most just his hair only times Ma'am, it is indeed a suggestion in Islam. Fear that most drugs are infections,"

"Let's smell how's it going?" ask Alwa suddenly.

"Huh? Ask me Ma'am?!"

"Ah right too, I should have asked the doctor earlier,"

"Did it smell bad?"

"I think it's fine, but the therapeutics waxing it just keeps pouting,"

"Bak Alwa is too sensitive, ah! Who knows if the therapist has a life problem" Raka sips her coffee. "But, Miss Susan once mentioned gurah vag-ina and kegel exercises. He also said do not eat junk food and fried, multiply fruit and water. But it's a pity that he hasn't been able to get away from caffeine and cigarettes. Perhaps the burden of his life was too heavy, hehe," Raka grinned.

"Next to the spa, right? Where is there treatment for that?"

Raka nodded, "It seems, we can schedule it at 3 pm, usually a bit long if the spa can be 2 hours. Because there's massage and soaking in rose water, too,"

Alwa's eyes immediately sparkled, it seemed that behind her veil, her smile was very wide.

"I think I also want a massage, mumpung selang and not disturbed Miss Susan," Raka stroked her neck which suddenly sore because talking about Susan.

"Mas Raka, that," Alwa looked doubtful. "Mas Raka ever massage plus?"

"Ih, start naughty ya askanya," seduced Raka.

Alwa threw a tissue at him.

Raka chuckled, "I'd be lying if I said never. But it's better not to talk about it,"

"So, this Mas Raka is actually experienced, right, regarding the female body?"

"Don't ask me the technique se-ks yes mbak, later my mind so traveling. We are men. Ask Susan,"

"Where may I ask him Maaas, I am lazy to be interrogatediii," complained Alwa.

"Yes, but it must have been dijawaaaaab,"

"Yes still it feels like asking him is tiring, there I sport the heart teruuus. He likes to use terms that I don't understand,"

Raka returned to crybaby, "Mbak Alwa ask later to Mr. David, what style he wants to wear,"

"If Mas Raka likes to wear what style?"

"I again?"

"Hem, who am I going to ask? Asks Abi later scolded, he will say: you are taught who asks so much, the usual style, I am tired again," Alwa imitated David's speech.

"Bak Alwa his thoughts are negative, huh,"

"Jawab Mas,"

"Hem, I like the style ..". and Raka hands over her phone, showing her forbidden image collection folder.

Alwa nodded seriously. "It's the style in Susan's video at the time, it seems difficult,"

"It must be a pro first mbak, if the usual exercise and weight is not excessive, can use that style,"

"What is the effect?"

"G-s*pot instantly felt, which men also faster penetration,"

"G-s*pot what is mas?"

"That is ... "

And the adult-style discussion continued until an hour later.

(Sesi confide in intimate relationships to other people especially men are not recommended yes friends, better confide in your own husband, or look for information on Mbah G*oogle, etc, because a significant impact can cause bad things to happen. However, this novel is a shame. So please read with an open mind.hehehe, Peaceful Greetings)