
"How's it going?"
The man who had just entered the room turned his head towards the sound.
Staring at Tia who had been staring at him since the door opened.
Linggar just smiled, keep stepping in the direction he was going, Rindi's work desk.
"Light,...."Tia who was getting upset felt ignored.
"Why mother?" When his butt was leaning on the desk Rindi faced the owner of the table.
"What yesterdaynnnn?" The conversation was fixed when Tia came to Linggar directly at his desk which was right in front of the President Director's room.
Little pleaded for Linggar to help him to remain in the position of ordinary staff.
Do not want to occupy any position because it will only provide burdens and responsibilities that seem to be burdensome to his shoulders.
She could not take it, because the position as a housewife would certainly have an effect.
He who is currently appointed as a temporary official in place of Linggar Kun feels heavy for him.
"Yes, mama later. Not yet a suitable one."
"The gaaaar." Showing an annoyed face and a little pleading. 2 weeks was long enough to make him stumble.
Time has shown puluk 12 noon. It's time to rest for a while to fill the middle village.
"Eat, thenaaaan." Kamil cheer which means to remind all his co-workers.
Everyone began to move to clean the potluck table, then rose from sitting.
In addition to Linggar who is still quietly leaning on Rindi's desk.
"Eh, where are you going?" His hand moved as Rindi was about to step foot from there.
"Yes eat it." I don't want to lose friends for too long. Always choose to have lunch together.
While everyone was silent waiting for the decision of Rindi who would join the ranks or choose to remain with Linggar.
Linggars turn on the others. Only by twitching their eyes had all understood the meaning of the man.
"Basic." Ketus Tia who was only responded to by Linggar's laughter.
" Don't be like this!" Linggar was still holding onto Rindi's wrist holding back his steps.
Watching their friends pass by with a different look.
A slight smile was displayed by Linggar, while Rindi stared nanar until the door closed after Kamil gave a forced smile to the two.
"How is this?"Linggars.
"I'm not good with my image. I used to be your liaison."
"Whose liaison are you asking? so goiter himself, right?"Poking softly the nose of the ex.
While that one hand has not been separated from Rindi's wrist.
Pc, it's upset that Rindi, Linggar doesn't want to understand the situation.
Wanting Rindi, Linggar wanted to spend a little time on Citra just to apologize.
Slowly the woman began to approach and stand right in front of Linggar who was still half-sitting at Rindi's desk.
Entering Sela Linggar's leg, both of Rindi's hands have been on the side of the growing Linggar.
"You're too handsome." Dropping the head leaning on the shoulders of the Linggar.
Linggars do not pull over, nor do they move to embrace the body. Allowing Rindi's actions, the girl did not stay away from him anyway.
Want to know how far Rindi touched it.
If he wanted, quite once the head movement turned to the left, then his lips would land smoothly right on Rindi's cheeks without any obstruction and obstacles.
Inwardly,, cheering loudly.
Fixed, Rindi is still in love.
"Newly know I'm handsome?"
Rindi shook her head slowly, still in a downcast state on Linggar's shoulder.
"And I'm always the victim of your good looks." And inexhaustible with the actions of some women who think a little brave.
Dare to show love, dare to speak love, and dare to hurt others to reach love.
Is that what is called love?
He cannot even look at the person he loves for too long.
Linggar chose to play Rindi's neatly tied hair.
"Rin, you're not me, are you?"
"What the hell?" Though it was already half romantic but the man liked it.
But the step stopped because Linggar again grasped one hand and pulled back closer standing right in front while chuckling softly.
"I'm just Rin." A smile grew on his lips as he saw Rindi pursing her lips forward.
"You know not if you meet Mbak Lirna mbak Lirna that the language is only about beauty."
"Till find a flea together, hahahahaha." Laughing but still holding Rindi's hand.
And that laughter was contagious to Rindi even though it was just a smile.
"Especially if there's a Chaca, the brat's head is dredged."
Pc.
The woman was only able to cluck in annoyance.
But hearing Linggar's story, forcing the brain to recall their togetherness first.
Mother, Sister Lirna and Chaca.
They were close and became family members.
"Rin, to yuk's house!"
Calling Linggar made him pause for a while while thinking.
how are you, mother?
Is Mother still as gentle as before? Does the Mother still accept her presence?
The knock on the door became her savior, at least for this time she survived Linggar's invitation or discussion about her ex-husband's family.
Turns out Linggar had asked an OB for help to buy them lunch.
"Thank you a lot of bang. Moga of success." Smile on his face while receiving more sheets as a tip accompanied by a blink of an eye.
"Here's Rin!" pick out his former work desk and land a rice box there.
The table is a little more spacious, only clean 1 computer unit without any stack of files on it.
Plus 2 chairs that are located facing each other, making a position there is right for the two of them to have lunch.
" What do you want?" while preparing a rice box that contains almost the same. Why should I ask?
" What's the difference?" Rindi who followed Linggar's steps and came to sit right in front of the man.
"One chicken is the only duck." hands were silent at the table waiting for Rindi's decision.
"Emmm, what's the best?" Both hands are still folded on the table, yet to make a choice.
" Nearly the same thing. Butiiiiii,." while thinking What is the difference between a duck and a chicken.
"Emmm, duck meat is more savory. Then what else?"
"Eh but sometimes it can be duck meat that is a little hard to chew."
" but there's the best duck meat."
" what?" both hands are still folded on the table eyes looking at the two eyeballs Linggar. Looking forward to Answers to the most delicious duck questions.
"Burning in our wedding reception."
"Emmm, duck, deh." Finally the choice was made.
Cie...cie who again imagines eating grilled ducks at the wedding." Say Linggar with a naughty clatter. Face rests on both hands that are on the table.
Staring at the face of Rindi who deliberately expressed an angry look only to cover up the embarrassment due to the reckless fighting Linggar.
Maybe it can not be given the predicate of change, because the dreadlocks seemed to poke his heart.
" I'm a chicken, a chicken." The choice changed.
"Hahahahah," his laughter boomed but he returned he subsided forcibly.Rindi his person felt, afraid if the woman left him before the meal was finished.
The menu tasting event began.
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The To Be Continued.
Sorry if you can continue the story again.
Last week I was sad, so I didn't get to see my friends.
Please understand well.
Prayer-in Dinda may always be given health to continue the story until the end.
Same support as well.
That-tuh, coffee is the same flower for Dinda temenin in front of the laptop.
So that you can present an interesting story that you are happy to read.