The Value of Loyalty
The Value of Loyalty

This story is just fiction.

This story is based on the author's thoughts and ideas.

Take the good and throw the bad away.

Conflicts are created only to add to the reader's appeal. And not to be imitated.

The reader's own sins and punishments.

Hallucinations, imaginations and all forms of imagination and dreams are allowed.

And sorry, if the conflict created is almost similar to some real story outside.

Happy reading!

And don't forget about it.

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“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.

Or maybe together with Linggar is now a habit that is not as beautiful as before.

Walking down the hallway and entering the elevator, Rindi just followed Linggar's steps.

Until they get to a door that Arman might have behind.

But somehow Linggar did not knock on the door, instead opening it with a card that had been

it's in his hands.

“Come, login!” This time, Linggar felt pushing Rindi's body into the room a little away from the soft word.

Rindi was surprised to get a push on his back. The linger is not as soft as usual.

“Which arman?” Rindi who had circulated her gaze almost to the entire room but did not find the person they wanted to meet. Up here the feeling already feels bad. Like something was in his brain.

What do they want in a locked room, just the two of them?

It was undeniable that there was a sense of panic that was now starting to knock on his heart.

Rindi turned her body, catching the figure of Linggar who had placed the backpack on a table.

His feelings were now increasingly uncertain just seeing a strange look from Linggar.

“I've lost, I can do more if you also act more?” A warning for the umpteenth time from Linggar. But this time his tone was very unpleasant to hear, following the eye glances that seemed to pierced through the chest.

“I try to stay in control, but you are becoming.” Further.

“What do you want?” Rindi who saw Linggar continued to advance approached him in a very, very strange style.

Very quaint. Even the eyes are strange.

“You think I don't hurt you for kayak gini?” With both hands on Rindi's shoulders and pressed her a little harder, making the girl grimace. Either because of pressure on the shoulders or because of fear.

“This is Rindi's heart, not a game place.” Pressing his face in the chest. Linggar's gaze was really far from a shady impression.

“What do you want?” Ask again because Linggar continues to step forward while he himself has to go back.

With one hand the Linggar moved unbutton his shirt one by one.

“Mau ngasi you lesson.” He said a little cynical.

“Lessons on how to keep the heart to stay faithful to one person in your life.”

Although it is undeniable if the current body Linggar slightly trembled. His brain and heart were weighing

is this on the scale with two different sides.

Between continuing or stopping.

But this was the only way to keep her lover at her side.

Their footsteps stopped near the bed. It was very easy for Linggar to support Rindi

with a very different body posture. With the shirt buttons that have been completely removed.

Linggars with proportional height posture while Rindi with mini body posture that is only as high as the chest of Linggar.

And a body that is slightly more g3muk or bahen0l. Makes a very soft landing for Linggar when

put it right under it.

“Kak, don't mess around!” With a tone that had been vibrating held the weight of the Linggar body that had been on it.

In fact Arman never asked Linggar to meet him at the hotel.

talks between him and Arman had stalled long before he put down his phone. All just

linggar Rausage.

And when Linggar asked the girl who turned out to be the receptionist, it was when the man had checked in for one hotel room.

And Linggar had to reach into his wallet just to bring Rindi who he said he would teach him a lesson about the word faithful.

“Kak, don't be like this? It's wrong!” He said as he tried to restrain Linggar's hand movements on his clothes. Linggar who tried to unbutton Rindi's shirt.

"You're wrong." Hands are still moving.

"From the start you were wrong!"

“Do not move much, later your shirt is broken.” Because Rindi keeps putting up a fight.

Ah, forget that! All he needs is the bottom area instead, to sow seedlings.

Immediately back up, because Rindi was not alert until it was easy for him to open the defense down. Making Rindi jump in shock because of the fast motion of Linggar.

Nah! He must wake up!

Rindi immediately occupied herself trying to escape from the figure of Linggar who has now begun to lose his mind.

Feeling an extremely violent urge on his shoulders, made his body again lie down forcibly.

With the Linggar back to put themselves on top of it.

Linggar ready!

He can't measure how deep Rindi feels about him. He who has given up sincere love wholeheartedly, what about Rindi.

Is all this just a cradle

Three months was not a short time for them to part. Wandering in waves of longing.

Sometimes he could only laugh at himself if he recalled the times he climbed up the tree to almost reach the top strong branch, only to send vidio to Rindi as his miss release.

And now he's back, but what does he get?

Not the warm welcome he received from his girlfriend. But the betrayal of love is complete with cold behavior.

And don't forget, Rindi who would rather dodge and block his number than have to settle this matter with him.

Is this fair to him?

No, even this is like a curse of love that rests on the heart.

What's wrong? He is not a Casanofa who likes to change partners and play the love of many girls.

He's a loyal man. Even very loyal.

During sitting in college only the name of Rindi that can be stuck in his heart. So deep, it is now able to damage his organs that are now dark only because of the ambition to have this girl alone.

He also opened a braggart man who often broke promises to get the trust of girls.

Even Linggar had brought the girl to meet the mother, as a sign of her seriousness.

Didn't Rindi see the whole love and sacrifice she had made?

Linggar never thought like this.

This isn't him.

Even up to this moment he could not handle his baldness. And unable to hide his entire trembling body.

When the missile is ready to launch, Rindi reaches the still hardened jaw.

Linggar was only able to stare back at the perfect beauty that was depicted before him. Feeling surprised by Rindi's actions.

Will Riddi welcome his treatment?

“I'm sure big brother is good.” Rindi who is still trying to organize her heart and arrange word for word so Linggar wants to stop with his action.

“Sister, sister won't do this right? Mommy can be disappointed if you know we are like this. And mommy will hate me later. Because of me, brother so I guess gini.” Trying to stop myself from crying. There was still a little hope for him, not the time to cry.

His fate is now at the end of the horn. He must remain calm persuading the starving lion above him.

If not, then finish the story.

Yes, Linggar justifies Rindi's entire sentence. Who calls himself a good man.

Linggars are men who always value women. Never been indecent or even harassing even though some girls who ever approached him a little aggressive according to him.

It's probable. This is all because of Rindi, until the man took the wrong path.

It worked!

Linger weakened. Choosing to lay down beside him with a rude gust sounded from the man.

Both hands are on the face then swept to the head. And came back a few times sounding harsh breaths just to control yourself back.

But Rindi should not be off guard, she must really make sure the situation is safe. With a position like this, Linggar can still eat it.

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.