The Fake Couple
Happy but also beautiful.

The Gala Dinner was finished almost midnight, Herlin insisted on driving Kinanti home even though the girl said Dion would pick her up.

"Dion doesn't believe me?" herlin chuckled as he led Kinanti into the black alphard that had been waiting for them.

'Indeed not, ' said Kinanti in heart.

"After Asri called saying that Dion was out of town. Your aunt left you to me. Be thankful you have an aunt like Asri, let's be chatty but she's secretly paying attention to you."

Kinanti smiled bitterly. Aunt Asri did turn out to be very considerate of him, but it had only been a month since she wanted to work with Herlin.

Kinanti leaned her tired body in the leather seat of Herlin's car that felt comfortable.

"Rest, Kinan. You seem tense from a day of thinking about never-ending work, don't you? Sorry if I gave you too much work. Relax now," said Herlin next to him. And Herlin was still blabbering, but Kinanti had heard nothing more because of the drowsiness that conquered her consciousness all of a sudden.

Seeing that Kinanti was already drooping, Herlin smiled obliquely. Kinanti was unconscious when Herlin put sleeping medicine powder into his drink earlier. Then the man told his driver to speed up the car. He can't wait to spend the rest of the night with Kinanti.

Herlin's car drove fast, suddenly in the middle of the road a car swiped and confronted him. Herlin's car stopped. Then someone came out of there and knocked on Herlin's window.

"Herlin's. OPEN IT!"

"Dion?" Herlin could hardly believe the sight of Dion before his eyes. Didn't Asri say her husband was out of town?

"Where's Kinanti?!" dion snapped with the look of an eye wanting to kill as Herlin opened his window glass.

"He. fell asleep seems exhausted. My intention is to drive you home" Herlin's lie covered up the aggravation. Ill-mannered. The plan worked a little more.

"Want to go home with me only" said Dion.

Inevitably Herlin let Dion carry Kinanti into his car. Herlin only realized that since then it turns out Dion was following and observing his movements. It turned out that Dion was very protective of his nephew, in contrast to his wife who actually like deliberately thrusting Kinanti to him, like a money-hungry pimper. You could say, Asri is like selling Kinanti to him tonight.

'Then this is the case, I must ask back my hundred million from Asri, ' thought Herlin sewot.

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After fitting a seatbelt link to a sleeping Kinanti under the influence of drugs, Dion quickly squeezed out his car and stopped at the edge of a deserted city park. Then he watched Kinanti with a rumbling chest.

'Nearly that crocodile pounced on you, ' he thought with his heart spanked worriedly. If you hadn't thought for a long time, Dion might have beaten Herlin.

"How dare he," he hissed angrily.

Dion turned his head and looked at Kinanti longer than he should. His outstretched hand stroked the face that was exactly the same as Ara, the woman he admired. Kinanti's appearance tonight really made Dion dumbfounded, he was like seeing Ara awake again from his grave. Ara who had secretly loved him since she was a teenager. And in this park, his first kiss with Ara occurred during High School.

Dion clutched his steering wheel tightly as something swept through his memories. Awakening the passion that has been buried so deeply. Now it comes to the surface only to see a Kinanti drooping this pretty next to it.

Dion removed his seat belt link to make it more flexible to move. In the dimness, the face of Kinanti stroked with trembling hands and then frowned the girl's forehead until it penetrated into the lips of her sweet rancor.

"God. What the hell am I doing?" sigh Dion as he pulled away as soon as he heard the ringing of the phone from inside Kinanti's small bag.

Dion was immediately guilty. Kinanti was already like a child to her, nor should she do something as low as this to the person she should have protected just because of being stuck in nostalgia about Ara, her first love.

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The bewitched shriek of the beauty of the woman who entered the ballroom in such a graceful evening dress. Surprised not to play when he realized the woman turned out to be Kinanti, Ikram gulped. Urung greeted because Kinanti seemed busy accompanying the person who seemed to be his superior.

Uh. Why does another woman look more attractive than her own legal wife? Maybe because.., Ikram half forced when to marry Amber. And still kept the name of a Kinanti in his heart.

Closing his eyes, his memory was thrown back to the moment three years ago. When he was still working while continuing his post-graduate studies in America.

That day Amber who had just returned from Indonesia came to her flat to give souvenirs of Amber's mother. And somehow, they ended up in bed the next morning. Maybe carried away by the cold snow and the influence of alcohol they drank all night.

"What if I'm pregnant, Ikram?" the Amber whine was behind thick sheets that covered her naked body.

Ikram rejuvenates his hair with a troubled mind. He didn't expect it to go that far with Amber. Even though last night, they were just busy chatting without involving special feelings. Ikram is close friends with Amber because their parents are friends, besides that because he wants to get more information about the Kinanti he has long left in Indonesia, without having time to say goodbye. Especially to reveal his feelings hidden behind his friendship mask all this time.

Ikram breathed a heavy sigh.

"I'll take responsibility" he urged.

"But what about Kinanti? you love her, don't you?" Amber sobbing.

Ikram laughed, but the laughter did not reach his sad eyes.

"But. We're not committed."

"Sorry, Ikram..," said Amber, then cried as it would be.

Inevitably, Ikram grabbed him and hugged him. Making Amber cry even more.

"No. It is precisely I who apologize for doing this to you," said Ikram while swallowing a bitter regret.

Amber wasn't pregnant. But Ikram felt guilty for taking away his chastity. Ikram can't just dump Amber.

After all, Ikram still has a heart. Moreover, Amber is the favorite daughter of her Mama's friend. His late mother would have been very disappointed to learn of his behavior. At least Ikram wants to make up for it with responsibility, he won't run away from Amber.

From that day on, Ikram learns to open his heart little by little to Amber. Slowly remove the name of Kinanti from his heart. It was fortunate that Amber was able to understand how she felt about Kinanti all this time. The woman did not force Ikram to suddenly forget Kinanti. Give him the space he needs. In fact, Amber let it go when Ikram wants to help Kinanti search for her earrings that were lost during a reunion at the summit last year, Ikram does not know if Amber actually left Ikram alone with Kinanti that day with a jealous heart.

And on the day of the reunion, Kinanti looked even more beautiful in her eyes. The woman looked more mature and mature. No longer seen the figure of a spoiled and whiny Kinanti, like the Kinanti known to Ikram during High School first. Kinanti changed a lot, but one that never changed from him, namely the highlight of the eyes that save many reflections of love for the Kram.

"I love you, Kinanti. Will you marry me?" That sentence is what I really want to say. But that came out of his lips.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" And his heart bubbled with immeasurable happiness as Kinanti shook her head slowly. Yep. Such was the loyalty of a Kinanti to him.

'May, please force me!' Ikram chokes in his heart as long as he kisses Kinanti and also receives a kiss back from Kinanti just as hotly.

That moment Ikram was really happy, but also nelangsa. Because they have no right to say love to that woman. A love that has been stored for a long time but is too late to be revealed.

For the reason that.

He should marry Amber.