The Value of Loyalty
Beggars Love

“I.....gak......ever............intend...........hurt.........kak.” Even the sentence began to stammer because it held tightness in the chest. Linggar was right, he always made this man hurt.

Rindi while rubbing the rough of her tears, making Linggar filled.

Linggar began to approach, raising his hands until wrapped around Rindi's body.

Perhaps the love left in his heart was still so great that he could not hate this woman.

When was the last time he hugged this body? Before leaving KKN first? Ah no he had time to hug Rindi in front of the courthouse for the last time before they completely separated.

This body shrank slightly from the last time he hugged her. Very felt as it left a lot of prei on his hands. Unlike the first that is very soft to make his hand circle full of Rindi's body.

Does he have to be happy with this. Rindi might just need a backrest this time.

Even if it wasn't her who stood here, Rindi would still hug that person.

This is not the embrace of the lover, but the embrace of someone who needs self-reinforcement.

But who would have thought Rindi welcomed his embrace, even very tightly with her face stuck to her chest.

“Sorry, always make brother hurt!” Rindi's Speech.

And that call? He knew Rindi must be in a very sane state right now.

“If sister wants, I can go from brother's life.” A request that seemed to stifle the chest of the two. Will they be separated for the umpteenth time.

“Do not go first, you have a lot of debt to me!”

Rindi nodded, “I will pay all debts to brother until it runs out.”

Maybe the words were considered funny by Linggar to make the man smile, then try to reach Rindi's face to see the woman's exertion, “Promise will not go before your debt runs out?”

Rindi nodded, choosing to re-enter into Linggar's embrace. Either feel at home or feel embarrassed if you have to look at the eyes with Linggar.

This man is great, always gives what he wants, even though he always hurts and hurts again.

His nose felt blocked because crying made him need something to get something out of his nose. And only the Linggar tie became his closest object other than his shirt.

Srrroooooks.

“Jesus Rindiiiiii!” He said, about to rewind but was held back because Rindi was still holding the tie she was wearing.

“Jorok really!” Making Rindi smile only heard the ridicule, but continued her activities.

Choose to loosen his tie and pull out through the head as he often does. Grabbing a box of tissue that is on Ayu's desk, and giving it to Rindi, “Wear this!” Trying to give help to Rindi, sweeping away the tears that were still welling up on the cheeks.

A little peck on the cheek that feels moist and cold. Rindi was not angry, just glaring at him.

“Do not forget the tie take home, wash!”

Walk away from Rindi and go back to her desk. Maybe he brought Rindi back with his hug, and what if they were seen hugging by others.

Hugging it turns out to evoke a sense of longing that either since when to come back, is it wrong?

Maybe the beginning of their relationship improved. Even though the following days were days where they had to use their brains and energy a little more than the usual day.

When other employees have gone home and beristirahan at home they still sit behind the computer to prepare audit material for the next day.

Not the other friends do not want to help, but this is one form of punishment given Linggar for the carelessness that Rindi did.

Even though he was also overtime and helped Rindi work. It's okay, let's just say it's a self-approach.

Geck!

Geck!

Geck!

“Log in!” Say Linggar from the inside.

“Night sir! Rindi Night!” The image came in with a bag of crackers containing food in his hand.

“Night.” Replies from both men.

“Not home Cit? Overtime too?” Ask Linggar who accompanied with a smile.

The smile that made the woman in front of him always felt a shiver in the heart. Here is a great hope for the person who asks.

The image is smiling too. “It's also coming home. But listen Mr. Linggar same Rindi overtime already since yesterday so want to bring dinner for you.”

Take three boxes of food out of his pocket.

“This is for Linggar sir!” Put one on the Linggar table, please,

“Waaah thanks Cit. Only if we're hungry.” With a face of sumringah, while opening her lunchbox.

Whereas Linggar received it just wanted to appreciate the effort and the provision of the image.

It is not that he does not know if Citra has other intentions. This girl's attention was too great on him. And it's not something mediocre.

Image then walk towards Rindi, “This makes Rindi.” Put a lunchbox in front of Rindi.

“Thank’s. Very good you.” With smile.

He had to smile even though his heart was a little bit anxious to protest.

This girl looks too begging for love to Linggar. Doesn't this girl want to look a little expensive? Always give food or anything.

But Linggar was also wrong! It should be a little more firm on Citra, so that this girl does not expect anything more.

But the problem is, Citra also never want to be frank directly on Linggar.

Aaahh, why is Rindi dizzy? It's up to them how.

Linggar and Citra affairs should not take time to think about it.

Linggar is also not who he is.

Back to Linggar table, “This is for me. Wouldn't I eat here?”

Mending home Cit, abis eat you can immediately see at home!

“Eat aja. It also has you!”

“I pray first yah!” Rindi stood up preparing to leave her place.

Give both time. It is possible that by sitting together, Citra can express her feelings to Linggar.

Although it is undeniable there is a sense of tightness that disturbs the soul. But, if Linggarpun has the same feeling as Citra feels, it is fine if she has to step back and stay away from Linggar.

Now they are just superiors and subordinates. No more, though the heart says something else. Maybe with one cry will make it more menikhlaskan figure Linggar.

“Eat first Rin! Not yet azan.” He held back the movement of the hand that was ready to enter the mouth.

“You want to go to the bathroom sir!”

“Eat!” Slightly snapped, hoping that Rindi remained in one space.

Got such a clash, made him sculpt for a moment.

This was the umpteenth time Linggar spoke loudly to her, no more tenderness for her.

What else did he expect?

Looks like he will get used to the Linggar now.