The Story Behind the Curtain
Continue to Curse

"Launt," Rafan refuted as he showed his palm.

"Campret lo, Fan!" lamented Galang, "so I insist, when I want to say you even pick up the phone from the damn woman!"

Galang's emotions could not be contained, when he saw his sister preferred to pick up the phone from someone who Galang hated long ago.

"Can't you don't disturb my plans with Rafan!" pekik Galang next to his sister's ear.

"Mas!" decak Rafan with bulging eyes.

"Ape you dare to be like me? I'm also your head!" hiss with teeth docked.

Argument is always emotional if his speech is interrupted and he most does not like to see a chatty woman, but it is different if the chatty one is Zulaika. He will try to listen to all the tips that his mother spoke and he will be willing to linger quietly for the sake of the mother to let out the strings in her heart.

It looks disrespectful and contemptuous, but actually the spoiled adult Galang—man not many of his family knew of his true nature. Only the nuclear family knows Galang's indulgence, whether it's to Zulaika or to his aunt and sisters.

Therefore, Rafan and Rania always love Galang. Sometimes he was always childish.

"Okay, I'll call you back. Thank you for comforting my mother" said Rafan and the man with the thin mustache ended his phone call.

Rafan put down his phone and glanced at the older brother, "Continue your story, Prince Dangdut!"

POV Rafan's.

Not kocak? the name has its own reasons, as a child Mas Galang was an irritable child and he would sulk if the toys or food I snatched. However, strangely when the father plays dangdut music he will come swaying even though he was crying as much as he pleased, since then Mas Galang was named Prince Dangdut.

Galang glanced sharply at Rafan who is now doing his new car at medium speed.

"Truly sister of lucknut ...!" said Galang while pinching Rafan's head.

"Lo tuh, durhakma's brother." Glancing briefly.

"Since when did the word durhaka rise in office?" He was furious with his brother's behavior and again he snapped Rafan's head.

"Keep my head up bald!"

these brothers rarely get along and often fight, but their quarrels are only a form of attention. The atmosphere turned silent for a moment and two seconds later they again started a light conversation.

"When are you single, Mas?" rafan asked as he watched the streets, "mother's pity. He always thought of you! Don't you like women?" Rafan's question makes Galang more up the apitam.

"So can you be polite a little bit like me? I'm still looking for the right woman for me and my mom" for Galang. The age of this man who mined is only a difference of three years with Rafan.

"What kind of rich girl? Later I findin, who knows my friends there are matching lo," said Rafan kalem.

Galang was silent for a moment and the man smiled as he stroked the sideburns of his pride.

"Did you laugh at yourself? Don't-don't you ...."

Galang looked at Rafan with a murderous gaze, to distract Galang's sister asking her brother's purpose.

"Hmm... Do you want me to anterin to the showroom or workshop?"

"The workshop" replied Galang quickly.

A second to Rafan's silence, Galang spoke. "Lo know no ...."

"Some!" rafan shouted.

"My camouflage's not finished talking."

Rafan laughed out loud and Erli's husband adjusted his breathing rhythm after seeing his brother's eyes getting perfectly rounded.

"Gue wants my wife rich lo wife," said Galang lirih.

His sister was a little surprised to hear his brother's statement, Rafan hurriedly asked the reason for Galang.

"Why do you want Erli's rich girl type?"

There was an arch on the lips of this thin-floated man.

"Gue's not sure of my own wishes, but I really admire your wife Fan." The expression of Galang's feelings made Rafan a little uncomfortable.

"Don't follow in my footsteps, Mom! You better find a single woman," said Rafan.

Galang threw away his face towards the window and replied again to his brother's words.

"What's the problem?" Still looking at the streets.

Rafan did not make a sound, Erli's husband was very emotional heart. He also does not like if anyone talks about his wife, even though it is Galang.

"Why do you diem? You jealous of my sam?" cetus Galang, "calm Fan, I have no intention of seizing Erli from lo. Although my formation is rich, I still have a heart," he added while patting Rafan's left shoulder.

"That's not what I have in mind" Rafan argued.

Galang frowned and Zulaika's eldest son opened the window.

"Lantas, what's troubling your mind?" He smoked the cigarette he just lit.

His sister heaved a heavy sigh while pulling her car over.

"Our premarital letter is almost over. He asked me not to pay more attention" said Rafan.

"So very crybaby!" cibir Galang, "fight to get his heart if you love him. Don't cemen!"

"Gue's been trying, but he doesn't seem to want me and moreover this marriage isn't his will."

Galang patted Rafan's shoulder trying to strengthen his brother. His sister looked at his smiling face.

"My advice, you should pay more attention to Erli for him to fall in love with you. Don't let the rest of your time pass you by!" galang's message advises his sister.

That's true too, said Mas Galang. Why don't I think about it? What kind of thing does he like? rafan murmured in his heart and brain thinking hard about the thing that his wife likes.

"Woi, why are you!" snapped Galang surprised Rafan who was dumbfounded.

"Gue already knows what I have to do" said Rafan enthusiastically.

Rushing husband Erli stepped on the gas pedal and the silver Metallica car drove fast among other vehicles.

"By the way ... Have you not?"

"Anu? Anu what?" Rafan asked back.

"That's Fan! Cook you don't understand?" firmly Galang urged his younger brother.

Rafan who was increasingly confused raised his voice, "Ana-anu ita-it, actually you want to ask about what ...?"

The two hands of Galang practice two people intertwined with each other.

"What?" rafan exclaimed with his heavy voice.

"It's hard, talking to the shucks!" gerundel Galang's.

Repeatedly Rafan looked at Galang's face and repeatedly asked.

"Hey! Rafan Winasis bin Suprianto .. which I ask that, you same Erli has been farming not yet?" The sound of a voice shrill in Rafan's ears.

No rain no wind Rafan smiled blushed in shame. Yes, this attitude Rafan has never seen Galang in his lifetime.

"Well, great lo! Already worked hard with Erli every night," whispered Galang softly in his sister's ear.

"There's nothing like it!" talk without a long story.

"What really lo, Fan. Lo hasn't tasted it yet" he said shyly.

Galang did not believe Rafan's words just now.

"If I were lo, I'd eat every night!" he was full of confidence.

This time Rafan's jealousy increased three times than the previous one.

"Don't look at my wife with a perverted look!" rafan said slowly but sharply.