The Story Behind the Curtain
In accordance with the circumstances

During this time Galang never saw Rafan angry, even he never saw his sister's emotions. However, this time he got a slick Rafan and his sister's gaze sharpened as razor sharp, when discussing his intimate relationship with his wife.

"Patience we! Istighfar lo, Fan." Galang scratched his back hair that did not itch because of awkwardness.

"Gue warn! Never have bad intentions against him," said Rafan lirih, apparently since a few minutes ago he neutralized his emotions that slightly peaked.

"Gue has no malicious intent. I do crave a wife like Erli, but .. I know my limits as a brother, Lo." Galang grabbed his hat which he had taken off since getting in the car.

"So she's fine, don't let her go a little bit from your life! He's a good wife" Galang advised Rafan.

"Gue knows!" ketus Rafan, "anyways, who will let him go." Rafan said that sentence as slowly as possible.

However, his speech was clearly heard in Galang's eardrum.

"Oh .. apparently you've started falling in love with her!" chirps Galang with both raised eyebrows.

"If so, why?" rafan asked frankly.

Galang smiled obliquely at his younger brother's statement.

"Good, I love your gentlemanly attitude!" He got out of the car and gave his thumb.

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Rafan enters his study and rushes to change his teaching uniform with a sky blue shirt that Erli had prepared at dawn in Rafan's briefcase.

Since Erli was four months old, Rafan decided not to shave his mustache or hair. Although over his lips overgrown with small hair does not reduce the level of good looks Rafan, even his face looks more sweet. The female employees who worked at the restaurant admired her thin mustache.

According to rumors of female employees, Rafan looks more maco and his face is more cute adorable since the small hair grows above his lips.

"What gift should I buy for him?" Rafan stands next to the window stroking his chin, "should I buy you a branded bag? But .. I think it's too much." Still thinking hard about the item to be given to Erli.

"Deciding a trivial thing makes me dizzy, what else do I have to decide a big thing? In a few months I'll be a dad, but I'm still ti—" Rafan said hanging when his eardrum heard a knocking flare.

"Yes, comein!" Soon he sat on the black-colored chair.

"Sorry, Sir! There's a guy out there who wants to see you," said a senior employee who worked with him.

"Send him to come in here!" pinta Rafan is resolute.

"The man has booked a private room and is waiting for you there," he said quite clearly.

"You can go!" Rafan nodded upwards hinting employees to leave his study.

The maid left Rafan, who was still sitting in her sovereign seat. Rafan's eyes are looking for the whereabouts of the man who wants to meet him.

Erli's husband was still standing on the doorstep looking for the whereabouts of the man in grey. While still looking around every corner, he suddenly felt someone patting his shoulder. As he turned his head the man called out his name.

"Rafant?" The man's brows turned as he looked at Rafan.

"Yes, it's me. Can I help you?" rafan replied quickly as he turned perfectly looking at the man who was looking for him.

"Gue wants to talk to you face to eye" said the man who confronted him.

Their age is 6 years, Rafan noticed the way the man dressed was very different it could be predicted that the man was a rich man.

From the tip of the foot to the tip of the head, the man wore an expensive branded item. From the shoes and suits he was wearing looked very classy, Rafan felt awkward when the man found him watching all his movements.

"Is there anything strange that bothers you?" the man asked calmly with his lips smiling sideways.

The awkward Rafan immediately threw a wry smile and looked for the right reason to answer the man's question.

"T-no! I'm just remembering where to meet you" said Rafan kalem.

The man chuckled after hearing Rafan's statement.