
Imagery.
If only the heartache he felt was due to unrequited love, maybe he still felt at home and worked here.
But, behind his heartache was an even greater sense. A feeling that he can't hold back and hide.
Such a great shame.
Especially if you have to meet, cross the road or see the Rindi and Linggar Depression. Really he could not if he had to continue to hide the shame behind a smile on the face.
Rindi's workspace adjacent to her study room makes Linggar will pass in front of her.
And that's almost every day.
Then where will he put himself?
To hide?
Every day anyway? Cannot be.
Keep stepping with your face down, the bag perched on your shoulder.
A rectangular box in his arms containing personal belongings accompanied his steps up from there.
The steps felt heavy of his heart leaving the office a million memories.
"Partner."
The voice stopped his steps. Stay in place without turning your body.
Without even looking, he knew whose voice it belonged to.
A person who might be up to this point was still painted in his heart, Linggar.
A man he'll never get.
Start turning your body towards the Linggar. The two stood facing each other just three meters away.
For the next few seconds, no words came between them. Just shut up and bow down.
" Are you really quitting the office?"
The question is able to make a smile on the lips, although insincere.
The image nodded, still with a slight smile.
" Are you okay?"
The second question was a joke to him.
Is there anyone who is hurt and is he okay?
"Sorry."
The apology from Linggar He received by nodding his head again and still with a smile on his face.
" Maybe I'm wrong." The voice of Linggar still dominated. While Citra Just keep looking down waiting for word for word.
"Don't hate Rindi, I keep chasing her."
"I can't live without Rindi."
"Emmm, maybe, but not happy." Errone the man immediately.
He was still silent.
Does he have to be happy because Linggar was willing to meet him before he actually left?
Or annoyed, because it was always in the mouth of the man there was only Rindi and Rindi.
"Sorry to make you wish!" Linggar.
One wrong trick. When approaching someone just to get someone else.
It makes the person so hopeful, until finally disappointed. Make him a bait to get Rindi.
Linggar succeeded!
He also managed to break his heart.
"Not Brother." He also began to raise his voice.
"I got another job outside. I have to resign from here." Head raised, at least he should keep his pride.
Get out of there somewhere with a broken heart, very funny reason. But he can what?
Back to stomp the body as the box slid slightly.
"Are you really getting a job?"
"It's true." He didn't lie. Although the job is not much better than this company, but at least his face is not too thickened.
"Good luck!"
A word he meant by subtle expulsion.
Reversing the body, start distancing themselves from the man of the heart.
Back jerking the body to keep the cube from sagging.
His luggage was quite heavy, and he had to stand for some time just listening to Linggar's chatter.
Ck, Linggar can't, achy yes. The complaint in the heart.
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The meeting between Linggar and Citra which was either intentionally or not turned out to be known by Rindi.
Choosing to hide behind the wall, installing the sense of hearing as best as intended to eavesdrop on the conversation.
There is a sense of sadness, there is also a sense of happiness.
"I can't live without Rindi."
"Emmm, maybe, but not happy."
A sentence capable of making his smile expand in hiding.
Get out from behind the wall as the sound of shoe heels gets further away.
Even had a peek when Citra entered the elevator while giving a smile to Linggar. There was a little bit of jealousy.
Immediately ran up to Linggar who was still standing staring at the closed elevator.
Linggai turned around when he heard the sound of a slightly firmer stomp, slightly surprised as Rindi darted and directly grabbed his body. Wrap his hand around his waist.
"Eh, you,.. " She was surprised.
The forehead is confused. Luckily the horses are directly attached firmly to hold the weight that comes suddenly.
"Slow down!"
"Luckily still strong, if not? Could fall with us."
"You're not ashamed that we're looking for people?" The man's nagging was actually accompanied by a fluffy smile.
Rindi tiptoes, advancing the face, landing lips on her lips.
Make the man open his eyes wide, flabbergasted.
Rindi shook her head while closing her eyes, lips still offending a smile. His hair tied to a ponytail also waved at the back.
"Why?" The crowbar is accompanied by a mild stiffening. Maybe just this time found RIndi who was a little brave and aggressive. Also put a hand on the body of the lover of the heart. Want to linger with this situation.
Again Rindi did not answer, just shook her head to make her hair back wag behind.
Tiptoes, advancing the face back to land the lips to the lips Linggar.
The Linggars are slowly filling.
This woman had somehow fished him. The bitten lips are slowly released with the eyes closed.
Linggars should be able to push themselves, this is the office and they are not married, but the desire seems to start to mount.
Now the turn that began to advance the face, sideways in the ears of RIndi.
Started whispering, "You want us to let go of the miss in the hotel?"
Now change Rindi who was flabbergasted when she heard the word hotel from the lips Linggar.
The woman began to release the entangled hands from Linggar's body. Turning to the back where Linggar linked the two hands that were holding his body.
"Ck," Rindi clucked in annoyance as Linggar instead tightened his embrace.
Opting for the face aside, sticking to the upper arm of the Linggad and biting.
Linggar released a hug with a grimace, briefly staring at Rindi's face with regret.
Rindi who had just managed to escape from his embrace, started to turn her back and walked away.
Rindi still had time to reverse herself, advancing the lips kissing movement from afar. Back turned beautifully making the tail of his horse back waving seductively.
"Basic cannibal teaser!"
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Support please in each chapter, brother.
Let the up remains a double spirit.
Just for the one giving me the parcel in the corner of the room, thank you very much.
Make all the support friends,
The screech!
The screech!
The screech!