The Value of Loyalty
Wants to Make up

“Rin, where are you?”

“Udah in canteen brother, why?”

“Please order lunch well, two! Immediately I went down with Mirza, this also has been sorted out a little.” Being the left hand of the boss makes the day feel a little narrower.

Always hunting with time.

Only able to steal time to meet with the heart.

“Iya,” One word for a long explanation that Linggar listened to before the phone disconnected without saying goodbye.

“Who Rin?” Ma'am Tia.

“Kak Linggar.” Put the phone on the table.

“Cieee-cieeee who calls sister, call dear tuh?” Kamil with a seductive eye glint.

“Pufft,” and get up from sitting showing a gouged face just to cover up the embarrassment.

Moments later Rindi came back with two trays in each hand, “Ughhhh.” It turned out to be quite a bit stiff withstanding the burden of the lunch menu.

“Why didn't you say you wanted to take two? I can help you bring.” Kamil stopped his mouthful when the sound of a tray that was a little loud because it was not strong was held for long.

“No pa-pa really, still can. Brother Linggar has not come?” Still not sitting back to catch your breath. Huh

it seems like he is lacking in sports, or he is too good at carrying a direct tray of two.

“Not yet,” Kamil and Tia are almost the same.

Kamil set the tray on an uninhabited bench, then sat back down.

Holding down his speed with eyes that went around the entire canteen. The crowbar must have held him back even though he had finished his meal.

“Rin, why call Mr Linggar brother, not mas, brother or dear so? When still married, also call kayak

so?” Kamil who re-chewed after helping to arrange the tray even though only shifted a little.

Rindi just chuckled while looking down. If you can be honest do not want to tell too much about the marriage with Linggar first.

There are a lot of wounds there.

“Sory long. Mr. boss called me back.” Finally what was waiting has arrived. He sat right next to Rindi

and Mirza in front of him.

“Please sit gentlemen.” Kamil with the last mouthful in front of his mouth.

“Thank’s yes,” Said Mirza started bribing food.

“Thank’s,” Linggar follows with eye glances. More complete with an appetizing smile.

Eat with his right hand, and hold Rindi's hand under the table with his left hand.

This was the second lunch since the incident.

Ignoring every look in the eye and all the whispers gradually began to dim inedible time.

Others just wait for them to spend their lunch greedily and impress quickly. Maybe the hungry effect or it's been from the sonna.

It didn't take long for the two men to catch up with the others to finish the meal. Still sitting there

clean up the remains of lunch. Maybe this is the only way they spend their time.

“Kak, I want to pray first,” Because Linggar has no signs to move, while the rest time is getting thin.

“Ya come on.” Staring at Mirza who was accompanying nodded in agreement.

The others had stood up first letting Linggar and Rindi take on the ranks of the backward. Don't wanna look

that's bizarre.

“Rin, go home with yuk!”

Hells helped Rindi a little higher. As high as Linggar's shoulder was enough not to make the man

too looking down at him.

“I brought motor kak.” A smile was donated in his refusal.

“Kan can be left first like that! Here safe kok.” They have not been in one room or

the car in the long run a little longer, just lunch together, and not both.

“Yah-yah! I haven't been home for a long time.”

“Other times!” Rindi thumped her lips, a little frown hoping Linggar would no longer discuss this.

Both pairs of eyes meet, copy donating a sweet smile. Feel both win.

Just this time it felt Linggar succumbing to Rindi.

Enter the elevator which is full of their group.

Until the door opened on the 9th floor, where the counties were lodged. Almost in unison put a foot through

get out of the elevator, except for Rindi whose hands are back in check by Linggar.

“Pc, let alone kak?” Say annoyed at Linggar who just smiled glancing.

“You take me first, just down again.”

“And there is Mr. Mirza will not be a demon kok.” His words slowly felt what Basru just said

it doesn't make any sense.

“Eh yes, I'm afraid there will be a demon.” Linggar further squeezed Rindi's body in the corner, following displays

acting fear.

Rindi was only able to follow Linggar's acting, eyeballs staring at the ceiling along with the gusts

bad breath, pinched. There is only one more level. You fucking guy.

“Be careful on the road.” Waving his hands from outside the elevator.

Rindi just sneered letting Linggar with all her behavior, “Basi.” before the door closed.

Rindi lives alone in the elevator that takes her back down to the 9th floor. Both hands are each other

grasping, the smile also expands.

The elevator door opened, but Rindi had not yet moved and was standing still. Over there, Citra just came out

from another elevator.

It was fortunate that they had not met when Linggar was still with him. Rindi is not ready to meet Citra

and Linggar at once.

Between wanting to step up and approach, but it feels too heavy. But I don't want this situation too

long-drawn. Maybe later Citra chooses to forget himself and make him an eternal enemy.

“Partra!” Call her. He had indeed thrown away the shame that was still lodged in his heart.

Convince yourself if the person in front of him is a friend and will remain his friend.

But if allowed he doesn't want to discuss Linggar this time.

Several times often together he felt if only Linggar, a man who understood him. Know almost everything

rindi's wish without having to say. He could no longer say he would renounce Linggar for Citra.

Step outside before the door closes again and the image gets further away.

The other Citra friends chose to leave them, knowing if the one discussed was a little offensive.

“Cit, sorry!” His words forced lips to say.

“Hehehehe,” The image that chuckles though is too clear if you are forcing yourself. Anyway it is

the victim here.

If Rindi and Linggar only bear shame, then what about him who also bears shame

and heartache at the same time.

“Gak pa-pa kok.” Then passed. Being in front of Rindi again made her wound scratched.

“We won't we?” Rindi who is still trying to invite Citra to speak from heart to heart. But reality does not

thus.

Hah, it's easy to say that after all the betrayal he's done. Then what if Citra asks Linggar? Is Rindi going to release Linggar for him.

Even if released Linggar is not possible to come to him. Who's she?

The image does not answer prefer to pass quickly.

Hah, will only be back in the face of defeat.

“Cit,” Shouts Rindi stifled, looking at the friend who is getting away without even looking at her. Pc.