The Value of Loyalty
They, why?

Put one hand on Rindi's neck, and attach the body. “Do not refuse, or I kiss in front of your friends.” He spoke slowly right in Rindi's ear.

Although from afar it looks very romantic when a man is hugging his lover from behind. With a Linggar that drowned his face in the recesses of Rindi's neck, and the body that stuck together between the chest of the field with the back of the girl.

But not for those who saw the scene up close.

It was with a nervous face that Rindi could not hide. Moreover, his friends began to guess if Linggar had known the closeness of Rindi with another man.

But who can help him now? Rindi is clearly wrong. Anyone would be angry when betrayed, or at least disappointed.

They can no longer help, even just silent to see the usual interaction but very stressful just by looking at the look on Rindi's face.

“Motor lock?” Still in a very slow tone.

Immediately put his hand in his canvas bag, trying to quickly find something important. Must be quick, if he does not want to continue to be in the focal point of the vision of other students.

Linggar was her lover for almost three years now, but the person behind her and hugging her right now was like not the Linggar she had known all along.

Linggar who always tried to be polite to him, especially when he was in the middle of other students. Trying to get along with his other friends.

Somehow the more he searched even after fiddling with the whole side of his bag he could not find it.

Even at this time his tears are eager to slide, but do not let or maybe he will be the subject of attention. Even rest assured that at this time his hands were trembling because he could not find the thing he was looking for. With a stifled movement due to the Linggar getting tighter hugging him.

“In the pants pocket.” The position is still unchanged.

Holy hooch! He forgot to keep the key where. Rest assured now that my hair is erect. The heart pumps blood tighter throughout its veins.

His breathing began to wince, but from that moment he just stood under the lush trees.

His brain is blank.

Linggar why?

I don't know either.

Soon reach into the pocket of his jeans, meet. Then handed it to Linggar with trembling hands and slightly wet from the cold sweat.

Not forgetting a brief kiss landed on the cheek, as if to tell them all if this girl was his. Especially the man who was standing in the corner there, who had also become a loyal audience.

Only then did Linggar let go of her embrace and give the key to Lilis.

“I'm the same Rindi.” His cold speech without a smile was able to silence all the friends who witnessed the romantic spectacle smelled of horror.

Do not expect a face full of love, now the face has been covered with a cold expression and ready to swallow anyone who nudges it.

Grasping Rindi's hand, and started walking away from the place.

“Sorry,” said as they were in the car, stroking the lover's cheek with his thumb. Then move gently stroking the hair.

Rindi began to be able to control herself, regulate her breathing to be more regular. Although still silent do not intend to reply Linggar's words.

“Have eaten?” Linggars.

Rindi just shook her head without a word.

“We eat?” Ask again.

And Rindi still shook her head. Making Linggar back stroking his cheek, “Sorry.”

“Still angry?”

The one being asked remained silent. And in the chest intend to rebel, but what power does not reach.

“What do you want?” Ask again, as if never tired to invite the lover back to peace. Although all the pain has been offered, but in fact it is not able to change such a deep love into hate.

The love in his heart has been embedded so deep, that it is able to close all the mistakes that Rindi made on him.

“Rome.” One answer to so many questions.

“We eat first. I have never eaten with.” for a long time The linggar who was still at home stared at the face he had missed.

“Rin,” Back rubbing cheek, “Rindi.”

“What am I wrong?” Linggar really does not know where his fault lies.

“Say! What do you want?”

“Say I'm wrong what? I don't know why you're acting like this to me Rindi.” Full of pressure in every word. Like her heart that was also feeling depressed.

“We parted three months Rindi. It's only three months but it feels like a thousand years. Not that I'm bragging, but it sure feels like a long time. Especially when you never hear back. Send vidionya that too. All that sounds is your friends.”

“You know what it feels like to miss it like?” This time it follows with an emphasis on the chest area with its index finger.

“Task Rindi, tormented!” Very pressing.

“And now that I'm home, you're like this to me. Is this fun for you?”

“Do you still have a heart no heck?” This time his tone was slightly tighter with eyes glancing cynically.

Rindi why?

Rindi was still silent with a look down. Although there was regret and guilt, he did not want to respond to all Linggar's words.

True Linggar had met her with mother, had it not shown a seriousness.

It turns out that Rindi's silence little by little further fosters hatred and reaps revenge in Linggar's heart. This girl really needs to be calculated.

The car stopped in front of a fast food restaurant.

“We eat first!” He said and went down and approached Rindi at the next door.

Stretching hands to people who don't seem to want to wiggle from their place. With a slight pull the girl finally came out of the contest.

Rindi was still silent in her sitting even though the dish had been before them. Linggar must have a full stock of patience in facing Rindi this time. Even he patiently fed Rindi.

It's okay, Linggar liked this scene occasionally smiling towards Rindi. Do not forget to sweep Rindi's lips with tissue several times. Whether Rindi also likes it or not is clear she continues to open her mouth as Linggar thrusts food towards her until their food is toilet.

Just as they were back in the car Linggar's mobile phone vibrated and showed Arman's name there.

“What?” Linggar said opening the conversation.

“.....”

“Again where?”

“.....”

“Sama Rindi's. Why?”

“.....”

 “Ok. Jerk!”

“.....”

"Ngapain?”

“Iya, wait aja bavel!” The sentence before closing the phone and save it on the dashboard.

“We met Arman first yeah. Just a clash!”

"Hemmm," RIndi's short answer just got a head-skirt and a Linggar smile.

Finally the car drove with a human who felt at home in their silence. Until finally the car

Linggar docked to the building, probably the meeting place with Arman.

Rindi rounded her eyes full as she read the welcome sentence along with the name of the place they came to.

What's Arman here for?

“I wait in the car!” Rindi when she saw Linggar had opened her seatbelt.

“So, I'm not calm living on your own in the car. You come inside!”

Rindi was forced to come down from the car, and her hands were immediately held by Linggar. They entered the building and stopped on the sofa.

“You wait here well!” Take off his grip on Rindi and let the girl sit down. And he who approached the table there, talked for a while with a girl who knows what. Rindi's ears aren't too sharp to steal Linggar's conversation there.

“Come!” Hands out to Rindi.

“Where?”

“Ke deep. Come ah, let's go home quickly!”

Hearing the word go home somehow gives its own spirit to Rindi. Maybe he missed his room and his pillow.

Where are they going?

They why?

To Be Continued!

Don't forget his finger on the shake well!

Mumpung is still early in the week, notch up the vote dong!

Duh sleepy.

Is there coffee?

All the same flowers make a snack when nulis.