The Fake Couple
Late expression.

Kinanti went to Dufan to release the anger. Screaming aloud over the extreme height of the vehicle he was riding. Crying as much as possible on a vehicle that swings his body in the air. Head on foot, feet on head. That was the life she had been living all along. That's how hard it is to find money. But Kinanti never complained, she kept working hard. But, no one appreciates it. His good work and hard work always ends in vain.

But then, mama's advice tinggalang during life first.

"Whatever happens, be grateful, Kinan. And happy. Happiness is our right, everyone's right. Happiness requires no reason. You just need to feel that way all the time,"

"Sorry, Mum. I forgot about that," he murmured while wiping away the tears. Then Kinanti screamed again as the rollercoaster she was riding shot, swerving, twisting, and sliding at a speed that stirred her adrenaline. But then laugh with relief.

Kinanti exited the Dufan area after being satisfied to play. Relax walking towards the beach while typing something in his cave. Booked a hotel room through an application for her to stay later tonight because she still wants to be alone and does not want to go home to Aunt Asri for a while. Until his feelings are completely calm. Kinanti is tired of the injustice that afflicts her.

Suddenly he remembered his promise to unblock Ikram's phone number.

"Ah, almost forgot," he muttered while unblocking Ikram's phone number.

"Ups!" strangulation when accidentally touch the call button to connect to the Ikram number. Kinanti hurriedly turned it off with her heart beating rapidly.

"Stupid!" it means to yourself. Then cross the road while looking at the screen, continue the search for the hotel for him earlier, without realizing a motorbike was speeding towards him.

Tiiiins!

"Let'sahh!"

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Ikram is watching the projector screen spotlight that displays a data. While listening to the explanation of an employee from the marketing division in a meeting he led.

"Our product is still in development, Mr. Ikram. But as soon as possible we will continue to launch our new brand through social media on schedule. Hopefully, Pak Bima and the team will be able to help for the market intelligence. And this is a list of competitors who are head to head with our product."

Suddenly the Ikram smartphone vibrated, ringing at a slow volume. He looked up and checked it.

'Kinan?!' his mind was surprised. Ikram was just about to press the answer button, but the phone was dead.

It's hard to concentrate in the middle of a meeting. I wonder why Kinanti called him.

"sorry. Ma'am Mei, please replace me leading the meeting" he told a manager before rushing out of the room.

Kram headed for the director's room, nodding at every staff member who greeted him respectfully as he walked past him.

Arriving in his room, Ikram immediately called Kinanti while throwing his butt in the chair.

"Hello?"

Ikram frowned hearing the voice within the phone, it seemed like it was not the familiar voice of Kinanti.

"Kinan, is this you?" tanyanya.

"Oh, my friend this Mommy huh?" tell someone there.

"Can't you come here, Mom? You see, Mbak who has this hape again fainted. Looks like the victim hit-and-run."

"What?!" Ikram jerked.

"Still fainted, Mom. We're calling the police on patrol."

Ikram stood up and walked back and forth in front of his desk.

"Sir, please take him to the nearest hospital immediately to get help. About the cost do not think, I will bear it all. I'm really asking for help, please take good care of my friend," he said as he restored his hair and stopped the movement of his hands on his nape.

"Yes, Mas. We'll take this Mommy to the hospital escorted by the Police. Here they've come and are carrying the Mpa in the car, I'll come with them"

"Mbak, sorry. Could you please video call for a minute?" pinta Ikram to avoid things like fraud. And his heart was shocked when the caller completely obeyed his words, Ikram could now see a weakly drooping Kinanti being carried into a police car on patrol.

"Thank you very much, Ma'am. Please keep up with me, ma'am. I am there right now, please tell me where the location of the hospital is or please share lock. Sorry, who am I talking to?"

After getting the necessary information, Ikram grabbed the helmet and ran outside his room as fast as he could. He hit an employee carrying a stack of paper and scattered on the floor.

"Sorry!" he said without pausing. Leave a question mark for all employees who see him leave in such a hurry.

Ikram has his motorbike. Swerving agilely, overtaking the vehicle in front of him nimbly. Luckily, he brought his motorcycle to the office today. Thus he was able to catch up faster and meet Kinanti who was lying weakly in a hospital room.

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"Cream?" Kinanti looked surprised to see Ikram approaching her with an anxious look.

"Kinan, are you okay?" Ikram grabbed onto Kinanti's weakly drooping hand.

"Of course, no" Kinanti looked clumsy. And the girl was sculpting when Ikram landed a warm kiss on his forehead, while caressing her paled beautiful face.

It doesn't matter what ethics, etiquette, or what a married man should or shouldn't do. Because this is the most honest feeling, the feeling he has harbored for years. His longing and caring felt especially towards Kinanti Queensha.

"I love you, Kinan." The whispering almost cried. He should have said this ten years ago. Not now.

His memory also drifted to the joyful High School with Kinanti. In the past, Ikram often took this woman to his home after school or after her from the bimbel place. Then spend time alone in his spacious room and just out of the room to eat.

"It's delicious, Kinan" Ikram said as he poured many side dishes onto Kinanti's plate. Then feed Kinanti with the fish she had removed. He knew that Kinanti was reluctant to eat fish for fear of eating his durian.

The maid's head-scalping. The attitude of the Kintram to Kinanti does not seem like an ordinary friend in general. Too friendly as friends.

Satisfied with the meal, the two returned to the room and played PS. Ikram laughed with satisfaction when he managed to beat Kinanti in a landslide, then his smile receded seeing the girl frowning. If so, Ikram let himself lose the next game. Then laughed happily as Kinanti screeched the win.

"You're loose!" Kinanti stuck out her tongue with a funny mimic. Make a tickle and immediately kiss it, ******** Kinanti tongue stuck out and suck it like a very sweet candy.

As the kiss unraveled, the two looked at each other and blushed. But Kinanti fell silent as Ikram kissed her again until her body was pushed and collapsed on the bed.

Ikram's body's Eve warmed up quickly when he was desperate to crush Kinanti. His lower body immediately stiffened violently. This is her first experience of coming into contact with the opposite sex and the opposite sex is so beautiful. Making his libidos tickle. The kiss not only stopped on Kinanti's lips, but began to descend her neck and return to her lips again.

"The mirror!" she screamed at her father after breaking down the door of her room.

Ikram did not expect his Papa to come home from abroad that day and caught him in a position that would make any parent would bother to see him.