The Value of Loyalty
Like Being in a Dream Realm

While Rindi just let her hand played by her ex-husband. I miss him, that man must have missed him. And do not want to be hypocritical, he is also bearing the word.

Last week's conflict, which affected the distance between them, left the day and his heart a little empty.

“Fried squid flour, shellfish.”

“Dewan Oyster sauce, vegetable capcay.”

“Black pepper squid, vegetable sop.”

Mention each order.

“Pak Mirza order what?”

“Baronang bakar, sambal kecap.”

“Eh yes, connect it, sambal.” Something that is forgotten but is a complement that makes the meal

getting perfect.

“Pak Linggar what?”

The one asked was only bowed, still observing Rindi's fingers under the table. All eyes stopped on the figure of Linggar. Calm down unperturbed even though they mentioned his name a few times.

“Pak. Mr Linggar!” Kamil who had mentioned his name with a slightly raised tone.

It seems only to realize if all the views point to him.

Berdehem just wanted to dispel the impression of his shock.

“Ya?” Ask all the eyes that look at him.

“What message?” The sound from the side instantly made him turn towards the sound.

Beautiful eyes with little peeking ginsul teeth stole his attention.

“You?” Ask back with a hand raised towards the face of the woman just to tidy up the hair that is still neat because in the strong horse pigtails.

“Towder Oyster sauce.” Said Rindi who was also slightly hypnotized with Linggar's gaze. He used to enjoy

the eyes that often looked at him were full of love.

But he realized, they are now in the crowd, especially with their friends.

“What do you eat?” Say again.

Hopefully Linggar realized because they are actually now in the point of view of the citizens who are at the table.

“Must want to be together!” Kamil accompanied by a sneer.

“SokTa.” His dreams were narrow with Linggar's view turning to Kamil. “You know it SokTa?”

“Sok Know You.” Answer the question he asked himself.

“Emmm, Sweet sour crab. Let's exchange!” Looking back at Rindi.

They go back to their own mode.

Mbak Tia, Kamil, Ayu and Rindi who discuss the job more.

Mirza who was speechless with a glance went around in all directions.

Linggar is again busy with the game in his hand, especially if the fingers Rindi.

Grasping with both hands, turning back Rindi's hand. Take him to his lips.

Smoke it so deeply and for so long. Inhaling the scent of body lotion stuck there. Even until his eyes were closed just to perfect the percolation.

“Gosh!” Strangled Mbak Tia who saw the right incident in front of him.

“Ckckc, bucin.” Camil with a head several times. “Clay father too?” He turned to look at Mirza.

The one asked only a small nod with a small smile. This guy is really efficient at acting.

“What the hell?” Rindi who did not realize that the discussion actually led to him as well.

“He's not realising.” Kamil who whispered near Mbak Tia.

“Means you're used to it.” Ma'am Tia replied also in a whispering manner.

“Recording ex-husband-wife.” Added Tia.

Kamil who was listening with his head moving up and down, agreed. Then switch to Mirza,

“Say I'm used to.” Whisper again.

Mirza smiled again lowered her head.

“What's the matter?” His tone had already risen by a level, making Linggar lift his head looking at everyone who was darting around the table. Rindi felt in the gibahin in front of herself.

“That there was a girl on the stairs like she knew, but forgot where?” Kamil with his eyes towards the stairs while

in the style of wiggling, the universe is acting.

The three people who turned their backs to the stairs simultaneously towards the stairs. There seemed to be busy with people going up and down.

While Rindi had already moved her lips a little further forward. He still feels in the gibbah, even more so

looking at Mbak Tia who actually prefers to look down to take his eyes off like he has been caught making one mistake.

“Udah passed, like his ex-pak Mirza.” Kamil while looking towards the side, where the person who just

his name is seen with his eyes fully open.

“Sory sir, than I'm honest. They will be angry!” He spoke softly with both hands in front of his lips, blocking his words from being guessed just because of the movement of his lips.

While under the table, Madam Tia had already hit her thigh several times. I don't know what that means. Whether to tell Kamil to be honest, or to be silent.

Until all the orders came, stop the debate at the dinner table.

“Rin,” Linggar while thrusting her sweet sour crab towards Rindi. Although a little surprised, however

Rindi remained welcoming as Linggar bribed her.

“Define?” Linggar as Rindi looked into her eyes.with her mouth still chewing, Rindi simply nodded her head giving an answer to Linggar.

“I also dong!” His ink while staring at the shrimp on Rindi's plate.

Take a piece and thrust it on Linggar, “Where?” Ask when Linggar chews food

his bribe.

“Enak!” Linggar was accompanied by a nod of the head complete with a sweet smile for Rindi.

It must be delicious, especially if it is a feed from a loved one.

The world seems to belong to both, the other to the contract.

Forgetting those who look at each other with elbows pushes each other. Because if they speak, they,

certainly make the two men realize and then offer questions that will certainly make them look for reasons again.

Except Ayu. The woman only looked at the three people in front of her, then her gaze moved towards

Linggad-Rindi. What's wrong, he thought.

Linggar again grabbed Rindi's hand after they cleaned the hand. Even taking Rindi to the cashier, he,

let others go ahead of them.

The elevator door containing four people inside was still wide open, waiting for Linggar and Rindi who were still

walk with ease.

No one dared to protest!

Lightly had to wait for them to have just been treated by Linggar.

“Liat sir Linggar gak? I think it is still very dear to Rindi.” Kamil while staring at Mbak Tia. The only

friends who can be gossiped.

“They are really ex-husbands. I guess only Mr. Linggar has a crush on Rindi.”

Ma'am Tia tried not to stare at Linggar and Rindi, only to keep the suspicion away when talking about the person there.

“Gak. Keliatan kok Rindi also several times to pay attention to Mr. Linggar secretly. Trus natapnya dalaaaammmm bang.” Kamil by closing his eyes tightly at the end of the sentence, signifies seriousness.

“Iya. How can I divorce? Though looks are still equally dear.”

As Linggar and Rindi got closer, they immediately stopped the fact-finding process that they had not known.

The ledge into the elevator pulled Rindi's hand towards the corner of the iron box.

And ahhh.., finally his hand slipped from Linggar's grasp. Although something is missing, however

at least the pores in his skin are slightly breathable.

And his chest was a little more relieved, holding off the pounding bin in shame.

But only a blink of an eye. Because Linggar's hand only moved to his plate through the back of his body. Pulling a waist that was slightly slimmer than before they parted first.

Bringing Rindi's body closer to his.

Rindi turned her head, slightly looking up at Linggar's face that was higher than her. His gaze contained many questions in his brain.

What Linggar wants with their closeness.

Linggar did not reveal Rindi's gaze. Her pandangannya remained straight ahead with a stifled smile on her face.

The rest of the friends were busy with their conversation together. Trying indifferently even though they knew if currently Linggar hugged Rindi's waist.

Looks a little possessive despite being stealthy.

Today it was like being in a dream.

Adjacent to Rindi like this, he had never planned before.

It all just happened.