The Value of Loyalty
Just look around!

They were still discussing in whispers.

"So how?" Camil.

"What are you doing?" The image that actually leaves the gathering point, choosing to lean the back to the back of the chair.

There was no denying the fear and jealousy that was haunting his heart.

What if Linggar really has a taste in Rindi?

"Why?" The sound of Linggar right next to him was able to resuscitate him if they were sitting close together.

Linggar who had been observing their activities, went to the cinema instead of watching was actually in discussion.

The image turned to the side, where the Linggar holding his hand held his drink.

Linggar was glancing at him with various veiled questions.

Hair is slightly messy, covering part of the forehead. From here, he became increasingly aware that the man was too tall for the size of a local man.

Even in poor lighting the man looks very handsome. Maybe the image is not aware if his eyes are currently wide open only to observe the handsome figure only with the help of light from the big screen in front there.

Linggar seemed to look at him deeply, to be able to deliver a thrilling taste.

His blood seemed to run here and there. At that instant his heart seemed to be running.

Handsome waist!

So handsome!

Again the girl's heart was praised.

Knowing that Citra was being blown away, Linggar immediately turned his face back towards the front right on the screen.

Self-conscious, if the girl next to him has other feelings.

Too visible. It even intentionally shows.

Not wanting to give more hope to make that little heart hurt. But Linggarpun could not bear to refuse all the gifts of the girl.

Back sucking the sucker, trying as fast as possible.

But what happened made him look more and more in the bright and beautiful light in front of the girl, fascinated.

Seeing Linggar's attitude that ignored him Citra preferred to advance back to join her other friends. Although only whispering but looks more exciting.

Nothing, sitting close together like this feels enough for the girl, even though she realizes that Linggar is a little indifferent to her. But the devinisi of blind love is in effect for him now.

"Review well, you have to change today. Today doesn't count, your salary is still intact, right?" Kamil with his forefinger in front of Rindi, they were still deliberating whispering.

"Yes-yes ah!" Remove the sign from the face. It was as if he had made one big mistake.

"Eh, but not next week, next month yeah, yeah!" A little heartbreaking to Kamil, the eager man enjoying his first salary.

"Why?" Asked the man, glancing razor-like eyes ready to skin, for him Rindi tried to escape.

"Next month, well, the week of my money has been reduced. Make buy gasoline and others, want to give mom too." The more here the tone decreases.

"Yes, yeah. But look out, next month." Now that Kamil's gaze turned to Citra, the girl did not listen to the whole forum talk.

"Front month abis payjian, be careful not to say the same Mbak Tia with Mr Linggar! We are four!" Now his view turned to Ayu trying to assert.

"Yes-yes, we're gathering here again." After making sure, now Rindi's gilirang who retreated backwards because the phone in the bag felt vibrating.

Seeing there was movement from there, making Linggar turn his head. Staring at his ex-wife who was down playing a cell phone.

The view is so sharp that it feels on the object being viewed. Rindi turned her head when she felt someone was watching her.

There Linggar was holding him with a fist placed in front of his mouth.

It's too hypocritical if Rindi says everything's fine. In fact, his heart returned to be too uncertain. The man was the one who had lived with him, had once looked at each other.

The view in everything.

And they were found again under these circumstances.

Being in one workspace makes them meet every day.

While among them, there was a girl who placed great hopes on the former. Requires Rindi to step back to give way if they do not want the friendship between them unravel.

Not wanting to get carried away Rindi back forward joined her friends with a plan to spend her salary session two.

"Basic, pretty prett!" Ringgain Grunts.

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The three girls walked hand in hand while hooking each other's arms while occasionally pointing towards the shop they passed by. While the men walk to follow where the girls are.

Maybe he prefers to walk with the three girls, more exciting he thought. But to leave Linggar alone needs more thought.

The sense of reluctance is still there for his boss it makes the movement and the tongue is limited, narrow felt.

"Follow them, at best enter a clothing or shoe store maybe." Linggar, a little pounding the body fix the location of the backpack on the back.

Experience taught him about knowing the favorite of the women.

When she used to fall, mother often invited her to follow the activities of the mother such as recitation, shopping and even somebakali following the mother when the arisan.

Sure enough, the three girls entered a clothes shop. Circling around the shop and then out empty-handed, but occasionally the steps stopped back to look at the store while being seen discussing.

And when asked, "Why?"

"Just look around" they said.

Heh, what are those girls thinking?

Maybe you are worried because there are too many choices. Or think about the price of the clothes they are looking for.

Either this is the shop they went to, the bag and shoe store.

Linggar chose to sit on a chair located on the left side of the shop, monitoring the three girls.

Feet begin to ache, the body is a little tired, the skin begins to stick. And they haven't stopped either.

The basic women.

Had this been a story about the CEO and his wife, his hands would have been full of grocery bags. Luckily this is just a simple story about a simple man who is looking for true love after being hurt.

So he just needs to sacrifice his time and his feet to walk.

It turned out that Kamilpun more followed in his footsteps, rather than having to continue to stand and follow the girls to and fro who flip things to the somersault. Either to know the model and quality of the product or are looking at the price of the item, I don't know! Only they know.

Linggar view on Rindi. The ex-wife was turning over her cream-colored hells shoes.

For a moment his memory retreated backwards.

When he tried to pervert his relationship with Rindi, but regardless.

During his marriage he never gave birth to his wife first. Never give a gift or anything, just to give a surprise.

Hah, what can be given with such a short relationship. Just waiting for the corn to be ready for harvest, but instead they have ended.

Moreover, he had nothing including a salary.

Can he change everything now?

"I want to see too!" Speak to Kamil before moving on.

Walk to the left side first, do not go directly to Rindi.

The journey seems too far round, but up too.

Now they are limited only by shoe racks.

Rindi's hand had changed black shoes, but Linggar preferred the first.

"You likey?" Ask Rindi, let the woman choose.

Rindi looked up, smiled then put back down.

His hand reached out again to reach for another shoe, this time red.

Ah was too brave, not showing the quiet and calm Rindi.

"I like that one" Shows the shoes first.

Riddi only responded with a smile. At first, I did not intend to buy.

His first salary was prepared for his beloved mother.

"Take that!" Back Linggar as if ruling.

"No, brother" he answered.

"Cobain first!" With a slightly flaming gaze, Gigi was pressed furiously to see Rindi who was a little stubborn.

Rindi again looked up to see the level of Linggar, why did the man have to use all the veins?

"Ck," But keep following orders.

"Pas," he said and passed after putting the goods back to their original place.

Linggars can't keep nailing him, can they?