The Pearl living drama
Come on, let's break up!

The sunlight shone in without permission through Mutia's curtain-blocked room window, slowly and surely touching the sweet cheeked face of a slumbering chubby.

Mutia was still closed, her eyes were as big as a cry from crying all night thinking about the affair Dirga and Lala. Mutia continued to blame herself, what was wrong and what was lacking from her. Mutia changed a lot to become the woman of Dirga's dreams.

Early in the morning the door to Mutia's room was knocked from the outside. "Muti! Muti!"

lala's voice continued to echo in her ears, Mutia's goal opened her eyes, eager for her to say rudely to Lala's face for disturbing her sleep.

Lazily Mutia began to rise from the bed and opened the door of her room slightly. "What's wrong?"

"Ck, I'm really, you, rich kebo, Dirga downstairs, huh."

"I'm sorry, please tell him I'm not well."

Lala felt astonished, usually Mutia would jump for joy if Dirga came to see her. Mutia did not wait for long, she again closed the door of her room.

After a few minutes the door was knocked again, not the sound of Lala calling but Dirga.

"Mutias! You sick? Let's go to the doctor."

Hearing the voice of the person he liked Mutia again sobbed, Dirga was the man of his clan, one year Mutia admired Dirga secretly and ventured to tell Lala.

Lala continued to persuade Mutia to be confident and immediately expressed her feelings to Dirga and she did not expect in one Sunday to approach Dirga her hard efforts to bear fruit, Dirga accepted her love.

Mutia often heard Dirga saying love in her ear, never suspecting that Dirga betrayed her because Dirga had been so kind to her all along.

Mutia opened the door of her room with just a little, she did not want Dirga to see her face that was beginning to swell up.

"I don't need to see a doctor, I just need a break."

"May I come in, I'm worried about you."

"No need, I just want to rest."

"Alright, call me if you need anything." Muti just nodded and closed the door again.

Dirga furrowed her brows, she came down from the stairs and sat on the sofa. Lala was jealous because Dirga was so considerate of Mutia.

"Why? Disappointed as much."

"Unusually, right, Mutia is like this. Does he know that I've been cheating on you?"

"Where do I know, it's not good that he knows, so you can't find a reason to break up with him, right? Anyway from the start it wasn't me cheating on you but him."

"Yes, but I don't know why it feels so weird."

"Don't tell me you've started loving her!"

"Sst, lower your voice later Mutia hears." Lala pouted while folding her hands on the chest. "It's not my fault I'm beating you up, yeah. It's all your plans, from the beginning I've been resisting but you keep pushing."

"Yes, but I'm jealous to see you, what was that? Take him to the doctor, cih."

"Have it, don't blame me, you should be satisfied your plan has worked."

"Yes, yeah. You're correct. The more days his body gets bigger and his face gets rounder." Lala chuckles.

Dirga got up from his seat. "I want to buy him chicken porridge, his face looks pale and he must be starving.

"Oh, you're getting more attention. Just be careful if you fall in love with her."

"Sst, watch your words, if anyone hears how?" Dirga looks upset. Lala's getting jealous. "Come, hurry! Don't take everything." Dirga pulled Lala's arm to follow her.

After nearly an hour, Dirga and Lala returned, the two of them standing in front of Lulu's room waiting for Mutia to open it.

"Yes?" Mutia opened her room.

"Thank you." Muti entered again, at a glance he saw Lala who was leaning against the wall with her hands folded in her chest.

Lala could no longer hold back her jealousy towards Muti, she rushed down in Dirga's follow.

"What's? Want to crank again?"

"You know, bodo is very."

Dirga took Lala and took her to the car to go to work together. Dirga's subscription to deliver and pick up Mutia and Lala. Unbeknownst to them, Mutia noticed the two of them from her room.

Mutia was increasingly disappointed in the two of them and many guessed since when they were together, then what about her, whether Mutia was being cheated on or just the opposite, Mutia closed her eyes for a moment because of the pain in her heart.

***

After dusk, Dirga and Lala had returned from work, Dirga had already brought a pack of rice plus pecel catfish for Mutia.

"That's the point," Lala protested.

"Here you go, don't start a commotion with me." Again, Lala pouted hearing the answer from Dirga.

Dirga immediately climbed to the top where Mutia's room was, on the tap of Mutia's room slowly. Mutia already looks a little better than this morning.

"Can I come in?" dirga asked pleading with a hopeful face.

"Yes, come in."

"How are you doing?"

"It's better." Mutia took two bottles of mineral water from the one-door refrigerator in her room.

"Thank God." Dirga continued to watch Mutia's movements. "Do I have anything wrong with you?"

Muti fell silent, his heart a dilemma between saying or keeping it a secret. Mutia hoped that what she saw yesterday was not them. But, Mutia had clearly seen it yesterday and it was real not a dream.

"I saw you and Lala at the music concert." Mutia turned around and brought the mineral water to the table.

"really? So, you were present too?What are you looking at?" Dirga's answer was completely unexpected by Mutia.

"You're kissing." Mutia's honesty made Dirga hold her breath for a moment.

"Sorry." Short without any frills behind it.

"I thought you'd be evasive, but it wasn't."

The two of them pegged, no more talk for a while, Dirga opened the package of rice and pecel catfish that he brought and gave it to Mutia.

"How are we next?" ask Mutia.

"Sorry, I haven't decided anything yet."

"Me or Him who was cheated?" Dirga did not answer. "Oh, I get it."

Mutia wondered how she could be the one present between Dirga and Lala, while her relationship with Dirga alone Lala match her. What Lala was doing, was she playing with Mutia's feelings.

Mutia kept turning her brain to look for all possibilities, deservedly this one week Lala looks annoying, always ignoring herself.

"Well, let's just break up, I don't want to be the one between your relationships."

"No, I'm starting to love you, Mutia."

Mutia chuckles feeling funny. But, his heart was still pounding hearing the words of love from Dirga, even though he was feeling heartache to Dirga.