The Fake Couple
Kalandra family's daughter-in-law.

"Amber, wakeup. It's morning." Ikram patted the cheek of his wife who was still curled up under his thick blanket this early, oh but nine o'clock could not be said to be morning to him. Even the sunlight was enough to feel the heat of his sting when he cut the grass while sunbathing in his yard earlier.

"Let's go downstairs, we'll have breakfast together" he continued, shaking Amber's arm.

"What time is it?" Amber rubbed and rubbed her eyes.

"Jam nine is past."

Amber's hand flailing around the nightstand, picking up her phone.

"Ahh, it's Sunday, Ikram. Relax why, anyway?" amber protested because of the Ikram to reveal the blanket and make the skin of her body wrapped in satin pajamas bristled coldly swept air AC.

"Not quite what, last night play hape to stay up late?" scold while shaking the head. Though Ikram really want to have enough night sleep, but because of the work that continues to accumulate, he was forced to stay up until late at night, almost every day. While his wife who has free time actually spends it by sleeping excessively or relaxing monitoring social media is minimal use. Ikram would prefer if Amber did something else that was useful even if it was just for herself, planting a cake, decorating a cake house, learning to cook, or whatever it was up to, just do not look at the hape continuously while foot alignment throughout the day or just apply yourself. But Amber said all the household tasks had been handled by the maid, so all she did was relax. Once busy, most go kongkow with Aleta and Tita, or gather with the socialite arisan gang of his abal-abalnya. Yes, Ikram called it a socialite abal-abal, because even though they are people but there are still many who are far more elite than them. But sometimes Amber and her friends rate their social status too high.

Instantly Ikram remembered Kinanti, she was already Madame Daffin now, the daughter-in-law of the conglomerate Kalandra family. Kinanti is more worthy of the title of socialite if it has been active in socializing in the elite environment later. Hopefully Kinanti will not be surprised by his sky-high social status today, and stay grounded like the Kinanti Queensha he knew long ago.

Ikram actually already knew the background of the Daffin family when he was still a close friend first, but Daffin asked him to promise not to tell his other friends. Ikram also fulfilled the promise, after all he was not the type of person who 'buckled'.

"What's the matter, Daffin? Isn't it nice that people know who you really are? There will be no more insulting and trivializing you," said Ikram while admiring the Kawasaki Ninja motorbike has a Daffin that is worth a car, which is stored in the garage of Mr. Kalandra's spacious house and filled with expensive cars of various brands, making Ikram mesmerized as if entering a showroom.

"Ah, no. Why, crazy. In fact, I find it difficult differentin which friends are pure the same as fake."

Ikram chuckled and nodded in agreement.

"But dear very Daffin, this motorbike so nganggur you do not use it because you even use scoopy everywhere. Can I try?" asked Ikram who immediately boarded the expensive motorbike as soon as Daffin nodded quickly, without the slightest doubt.

"If you want, you can borrow take it home and wear it until you're satisfied."

"Ah, crazy, you!" Ikram surprised to hear the lucrative offer Daffin at the same time shrinking his guts because it is believed to borrow a motorcycle this expensive.

Daffin raised his chin casually.

Ikram coughed hearing the name Kinanti mentioned. Looking at Daffin's grin, it seemed that his friend knew about the secret of his heart, which indeed held a special feeling for Kinanti. Somehow Daffin could tell. But Ikram never confided anything to him, or anyone. Or does? Kinanti who confided in Daffin? Cannot be. Ikram knows once, Kinanti is not the kind of girl who is as open to others. Kinanti a closed person even Amber once slipped when chatting with him, if Kinanti was a boring person, but Kinanti loyal friends and reliable, so Amber still put Kinanti into the friendship cyrcle.

"For your info, Amber was scared and did not like riding a motorcycle. Maybe that's why he always refused the prank from you. Not because your bike is just scoopy, but he is afraid to ride any bike. Try to give him the car, I don't think he will refuse" said Ikram sharing information that he happened to have.

Daffin.

"Seriously? Know where you are, Nyet?"

"That's it, shucks! Amber's parents are close friends with my father. Several times I've played at Amber's house because I was taught to be bokap. Then, Amber told me about her fear of riding on the mator to accompany me to chat at her house"

"Monyettt, you used to cake saying you're like a gini!" Daffin punched the broken arm of Ikram.

Then Daffin choose the car he wants to use to hook Amber. But he was confused himself because all his cars were too fancy for a High School boy size in their social environment.

"Did I buy it, huh? But how do I say it's the same Opa? Yesterday just ask for a scoopy motorbike instead bought by Kawasaki, ntar if I ask for an ordinary car would be purchased expensive as well," he murmured while crossing, his forehead shriveled, looking thinking hard.

"Rather than buying, mending you rent, Daffin."

Daffin flicked his finger.

"Aah. Good idea! I'm so anxious, our basketball coach will have Livina who she uses part time work as an online taxi driver. I rented the car" he said, playing his eyebrows up and down. Then invite tos Ikram because it has given him a brilliant idea.

Sure enough, a few days later, Daffin called him while shouting in the middle of the night.

"The mirror! Finally, I'm off the road with Amber!" Then Daffin chattered a lot, telling of his success in attracting the attention of Amber for the first time.

Ikram smiled faintly, also happy to hear the good news from his friend. He chose to be a good listener for Daffin who was having fun that day. Though he also had a story, that he also managed to take Kinanti for a walk with Kawasaki Ninja got Daffin on that very day. And along the way, on the motor sport, his body is crammed with the body of Kinanti because of the position of his hunggling bonfire. Until as long as the motorbike drove through the streets of the Capital, he could feel the warmth of Kinanti's body on his back, as well as the tight grip of Kinanti's hand that encircled his waist.

"Congratulations, Daffin!" ikram said very sincerely, he was happy that Daffin finally managed to be with Amber, Daffin's first love.