The Value of Loyalty
Can't Be Romantic

"Dear Rin?" Linggar who had just come with a tray of lunch with Mirza, sat down beside Rindi.

His gaze was still fixed on Rindi's ring finger adorned with a beautiful ring with a small jewel. The ring was his gift, as a binder that Rindi was his. Very sweet and beautiful in her eyes.

With a smile on my face.

"So not very romantic." The thin sentence from Rindi instantly dampened that sweet smile.

"Why?" Confused ask.

The ring is attached, the flowers have been delivered. What else is less? All the requests of Rindi yesterday he has fulfilled.

"We have a new boss." Kamil's statement made Linggar's forehead wrinkled.

"Trus whyaaaa?" Ask a little annoyed. That's not what he wants to talk about now. What matters now is the reason Rindi sulked after all her giving had been received.

"Sir Farid already has a wife, two children." Continue with annoyance. It feels like Rindi should know about the status of her new boss. Do not play with the person who now occupies his work table first. There he once stole a kiss from India.

"Yes, you know sir. He said Mr. Linggar was told to study with Mr. Fandi for the business of conquering the hearts of girls." Clearly Kamil while holding a smile. Happy to see his former boss KO in love affairs.

Linggar increasingly folded his face while staring at Kamil.

"You asked for the same flower ring. Is there, right?" Maybe still not find the location of his mistake where until Rindi displays an annoyed face in front of him.

" Yeah, but not gini times either." Rindi's face still looked annoyed. "Yes, everyone's tipped the same person?" Still with his bad tone. "Pake the crackle bag again."

"Sir Farid said, girls like it sweet." Kamil was the role of the stove between them.

"Hemmm, bring dinner cake." Rindi also chimed in, nodding in agreement..

"Why didn't you tell me from yesterday that you wanted to have dinner together?"

Errrrgg....... Either what else they have to say so Linggar understand if Rindy wants to get something romantic too.

"Come on," Linggar while extending his hand after lunch they had both ludes.

His smile was stifled, as the woman who snatched it, still deigned to welcome his hand and hold it.

At least he was sure if Rindipun loved himself without coercion. Remember there is no more compulsion to be together like before.

Walking side by side, although not yet.

" Rin, go home with yuk!" Put it in normal intonation.

Rindi groaned softly, "I brought the mot,...." His sentence was cut off as memory floated at the time of the motorcycle tire leaking incident.

"Don't you fuck around?" Legs stepped to the side, slightly away from the Linggar, squinting.

"Why?"The linggars stomped a little so that their bodies came back closer to each other.

"Well, if my bike is a victim again!" Threatening with the index facing towards the Linggar.

"Whenwhat?" Accompanied by Linggar's obstinacy when he saw the pity expression for the second time from the lover.

"I brought a motorcycle." With a little emphasis, today the mood is down. And it was all because of this man who was still clasping his hands.

"Tomorrow, pick it up but. My bike seat is often left in the office with no friends."  Rindi tried to negotiate with Linggar. Just for the sake of saving the bike that has been meritorious for years from Linggar's mischievous attack.

"OK." With a thumbs up and a smile that is now widening.

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Rindi immediately ran towards Linggar's car which had just been parked in front of her yard.

There was a mother who accompanied her daughter to start the day with a smile.

"Kak Linggar can not be neat little?" His outstretched hand tidied up the sleeves of a shirt that rolled almost to the elbow.

Uncoil the sleeves, then button right on the wrists.

"Silence Rin." Said Linggar but did not intend to stop Rindi.

" Where's the tie?"

"There's." Linggar reach kocek take the roll tie, the car gear has not been moved.

"Yes aampuuun,.... Can tangle this brother." Then spread the tie to put it on the neck of the Linggar.

"Eh, a little while! Diliat tuh tuh." Linggar chuckled away from Rindi's hand movements in front of him. Entering the gears, the car began to drive slowly leaving the Rindi housing complex.

"Later if we get married, you have to make sure your husband looks perfect in front of people." The occasional linggar stared to the side where Rindi was sitting.

"But if I'm flirting, you're not afraid I'm in the coquettish-ciwik-ciwik?"

Rindi just sneered. Hearing her husband's words made her hide her smile. Shaking happily and a sense of deg-deg-an now knocks the heart.

Tidying up his seat, facing forward looking at the streets. Even to glance at her restraint, afraid to be discovered if her heart is flowering.

Even with Linggars. To re-imagine life as a normal couple.

I also know that Rindi is currently embarrassed because of her words. Evidently if the glance that never reached him several times he caught from the eyes of Rindi.

The car drove with the silence of the person inside until it reached the office courtyard.

"Hold on!" The lumbar holds RIndi's wrist ready to move when the car is perfectly parked.

"What?" Ask woman.

"It hasn't." Said Linggar who thrust a tie that Rindi had not had time to install.

Rindi grabbed the tie and started pairing it on the collar of the Linggar shirt. The opportunity for Linggar to observe the right Rindi was before him very closely.

"You're beautiful." She looked at Rindi's face. Staring at Rindi's eyes in turn, left and right.

"Always beautiful from a long time ago."

Rest assured when Rindi is embarrassed and groggy at the district level.

Focus on? Definitely not.

Rindi's hand stopped working with a perfectly finished result.

For a moment they stared at each other, setting the same heart pounding. The longer each other looked deeper and deeper.

"Can you kiss me?"

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To Be Continued!

Awassss, what do you think?

Sorry just nongol again. Abis returned home village did not bring supplies so yes gini, up long.

Sorry well good-natured man-kamannnnn not arrogant and diligent to donate.

The same flower means coffee, hihihihi, ngarep niehhhh.

Doain Dinda let's go up tomorrow.