The Charm of Love Amartha
The Reality Show

"Vira, I'm gonna go for a minute, you want to stay here tonight, or?" ask Ricko to hang.

"He's coming home to the crib!" serobot Firlan's.

"Ish, I haven't answered yet!" Vira hits Firlan's arm.

"Udah, diem!" Firlan silenced Vira's mouth with her palm.

"Ish, what the hell! bummer you, Ay!" Vira brushed off Firlan's hand. They both even storm themselves.

"Eheeem's..." Ricko cleared his throat, they turned towards the man who was ready to leave.

"Later anter the boy returned to his natural habitat" Firlan said, embracing Vira's shoulder.

"I'm an animal, what!" Vira takes off Firlan's embrace, she's not nice to see Ricko.

"Yes, you're a chicken." - Firlan. Vira who heard that was very upset and pinched her lover's arm.

"Aaaw, yes yes," said Firlan. Vira let go of the pinch.

"Bright now you, Vira!" Firlan rubbed his sick and hot arm into a harmony that was not at all beautiful.

"Racaine," circa Vira.

"Tomorrow she's the morning shift, so there's no way she'll be here either.... won't you, honey?" firlan said sok softly.

"Why are you here, anyway?" Vira frowned astonished at Firlan's behavior these few days. Ricko who has been adoring to see the behavior of Firlan and Vira.

"Yes, I want to go out first" Ricko said.

"Don't you have a lot of rest?" Vira held Ricko down with her questions.

"Look, I just met you at a cafe around here" Ricko said.

"Yes, I'm ahead" said Ricko as he walked to the exit.

Ricko goes to a cafe to meet someone leaving Vira and Firlan who will soon return to their respective places. Ricko occasionally chuckles at the strange behavior of the two people who he said were adults.

"They if you meet can make a fuss, head immediately frown if the horrors of people in the debate is not clear. It's big but it's like an SD boy! I doubt they're dating" Ricko spoke to himself while driving.

He stopped at a cafe not far from his apartment.

Ricko slowly got out of the car and then stepped into the cafe.

The person he was going to meet was not here yet. He decided to order a drink first. He cannot linger at home, because however the company he just pioneered several years ago must keep running.

Since his position was only a foster child it was certain that he only got what he was told, and it was not so much. However, Ricko felt lucky because he had felt the warmth of a family. His late adoptive father gave him a small company that from the beginning of his ownership was already in Ricko's name, while his other wealth had become a struggle between families.

It is true that if it is about treasures, all will claim to be family. Though during his life, the late adoptive father Ricko married his wife is not approved by his parents even he had been expelled and stricken from his big family name. But with the persistence of Ricko's adoptive father, slowly he built a business and increasingly rapidly, even his life changed 180 degrees.

From starting to live in a small rented house, then moving to a house in an elite area. Ricko's late father and adoptive mother raised Ricko as a child since they were still living a simple life. Therefore, Ricko is well aware of his father's struggle to change his economic life.

Ricko miris if you remember the brothers of his late parents who were busy fighting for treasure even though his brother's grave is still wet. His father always ordered before he died, if we will not bring the treasure to the burrow. So, do not deify money or property. Our lives will matter if we are useful to others.

Ricko's daydreams are crumbling as a girl sits in front of him.

"Sister? Mas's? A brother? Om uy." said the girl.

"Loh, you?" peeker Ricko, after seeing a cute girl he met at the supermarket.

"Cok you're here?" ask Ricko.

"Thank God be conscious" said the girl.

"Aware of her daydream means," the girl's great-grandson.

"What did you say?" ask Ricko.

"It's okay" he said, hiding a line of smiles.

"No way, huh? in front there is no writing about it, if a beautiful girl can not enter," chirped the girl pointed towards the entrance.

"That's not what I mean" Ricko chuckled.

"Luckily I'm here, if not Om can kambet tuyul glowing, youh!" said the girl.

"Whatwas? tuyul's glowing?" Ricko chuckled at the girl's words.

"Eeh, the Om doesn't believe it,"

"What did you say, Om?" ricko asked, he frowned.

"Eh, wrong?" the girl covered her mouth with her own hands.

"What am I that old?" ask Ricko.

"No, no! yes his brother from earlier will I call complete Akak, Mas , Brother .. but when I call Om, even new connections .. yes I think you like to be called Om, so..." obviously the girl.

"Betewe, from earlier it was ngalor ngidul until tuyul called but we have not been acquaintances," said the girl who was outspoken, what a unique girl according to Ricko.

"Jericko, call me, Ricko..." Ricko shakes the girl's hand.

"Prisha, usually called beautiful or dear." said Prisha, Ricko laughed.

"Okey, what a great name," said Ricko.

They let go of their hand link after sensing someone's presence.

"Hi, Mr. Jerry .. sorry to keep you waiting for so long" said one man.

"Good night, Mr. Ringgo." said Ricko standing up to greet the man he had been waiting for. Prisha stood opposite the two who were shaking hands.

"This lady's a lover, you?" ask Ricko. Ricko just smiled.

"Then, excuse me,"

"No need to hesitate, Miss .. you can sit here with us,"

"Maybe next time, because by chance I, ahem I've made a deal with my friend, that's my friend sitting there. Excuse me..."

Prisha walks away from Ricko's desk, with hot cheeks. Then he sat down at the table he had pointed at.

"Who are you?" the cry of a woman who was shocked from the sudden shock of someone sitting before her.

"Huuuusssh, by the way don't be pinched." whispered Prisha.

"Sorry, I sat for a while, that's where my girlfriend met another girl, so I have to sit here so I can watch them" Prisha said carefully.

"Where?"

"Udah, don't be ignored! later he suspects, later my reconnaissance can be messed up," said Prisha.

"Well, ma'am must be fighting me again, huh? this must be a reality show that people love to do, right?" said the woman.

"My God, there must be a camera around here," said the woman, wailing to find the camera.

"Huh, camera?" Prisha failed to understand.

"The whole team matiin the camera first, I want to tancap first, I don't want ya look dotted on the camera," said the woman as she took the powder from her bag.

"Mr, madam! repeat the scene earlier. I'm ready, right! which camera is the camera?" say that woman again.

"Yassalaaam, it turns out there are people stranger than me gaes!" muttered Prisha while patting his eel.

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