The Value of Loyalty
Between Friends 2

“Why?” The image when looking at Rindi who was like thinking. Looking at his friend's view.

Rindi must be surprised.

“No papa, yes already this.” Rindi continued the pace of her hand until it entered her mouth. Trying to normalize themselves and the face.

Given the closeness that occurs between him and Linggar is it okay for Citra?

“I leave with you again! Lazy I'm in your room.” The nation has not been half over. It has a bitter taste in the neck. Continue to feel mediocre even though the heart is wanting to rage.

“Hemm,” Feedback added with a sweet smile from Rindi.

Fake, definitely just want to play again Citra thought.

“Do you say what is the same Mr Linggar if I drop it?” With a tone that sounds slow but with emphasis. Slowly start to the core of the event.

“Yes, I said, it's from you.” Rindi had stopped her eating activities, observing the look of Citra's face that looks sad.

“Really?” With a slight smile as if in disbelief.

“You don't lose it if it's all from you?” The tone was slightly uphill despite still trying to hold back.

This woman who was in front of him, was like a hypocrite to him.

“I told you, from you. Ask them all!” Rindi started to read this situation that was not right.

“They are all your friends. Could you guys be in cahoots.” Just getting cynical.

Saying like that turns increasingly pressing on the chest. feel yourself left alone.

Everyone at the table immediately stopped their eating.

“Cit, no Citra.” Kamil interjected, starting to understand where Citra was talking.

Though previously the man felt amazed at the image that was able to control himself, but the heart that was hurt now began to speak.

“Why Rin? Why?” The image that wants to start but he does not know where to come from. The tone was getting pressured, with the head shaking slowly.

Stupid he who continues to expect Mr. Linggar who never does not care about his love.

Never before had she felt such unrequited love, and now it is complemented by the adoration of such a friend

this now.

Moreover, in terms of appearance Rindi who is a little quiet and tends to pay attention to him. Even once gave advice to directly express his heart to Mr. Linggar.

And now the woman is taking something she doesn't even have.

The pain turned out, the pain penetrated the heart.

If it wasn't Rindi, the person she believed in might not be this sick.

His heart may be wider when Linggar refuses or even ignores him. But Rindi,....

Geez, his heart is like being hit by a big rock repeatedly.

“You are beautiful Rin, why should Mr. Linggar too. Why now!” Stooping down and holding the spoon in hand very hard. His eyes were tightly closed.

“Cit,” Kamil who tried to calm him with elusan in the arm.

At least miss some time first after Mr. Linggar rejected his feelings, he thought.

“Rindi,” Shouts accompanied by hand-stomping movements make the water blaze and some rice grains spilled on Rindi's clothes.

Byurr.......

Rindi was only able to close her eyes when she welcomed the water.

Not until there, the former kobokan tray becomes an impingement tool for Citra.

Thrown it, and right landed on Rindi's body.

The image can no longer hide a disappointed heart.

While Rindi was only able to fall silent in place. Closing your eyes welcomes everything that comes your way. Seeking answers to every question in his own brain. I want to deny but there is no gap.

“You can talk to me if you also like Linggar sir. We can compete healthily.”

“You know how I feel."

“Or are you like this? Grabbing your own friend's lover. You are not a loyal person, so husband

ninggalin and you are a widow now.”

“You are not the loyal type Rin,” Citra is accompanied by a headband as if affirming his words just now.

“You traitor!” He said again while pointing towards Rindi.

“Traitor!” Loudly. Now they have become the main object of the entire community of canteen residents.

Rindi had to close her eyes as a glass of water came back to invade her face and clothes.

Wet it!

“Cit, relax! we can talk together later.” Ma'am Tia who was right next to Rindi stood up.

“Why? Want to save your friends?” He is getting desperate now.

“Not Cit, I will not be behind Rindi.” Kamil who came to stand just to lead Citra to sit back, but unfortunately Citra chose to brush her hand.

"We're all talking, but not here. We're seeing Cit people." Slowly, the hand back outstretched pulled the arm Citra hoped to be a little calm.

"Friends of yours,..." Citra's gaze towards Kamil, but her forefinger was pointed right in front of her, Rindi.

"Your friend, jand@ kegatel@n."

"Partner!" Mbak Tiapun's reprimand is not addressed.

Choosing passes rather than being together with compact people deliberately betray it.

Kamil who chose to go along to pursue Citra, as a symbol that he was in Citra's stronghold.

Silence for only a few moments.

Rindi who sat glued to her place. There was not the slightest movement even if it was just a blink of an eye.

It all just happened. Although given time to defend himself, he did not know what to say.

Of course, everything will still hurt the image.

Eyes closed very tightly, when he realized Mbak Tia also passed, even with Ayu. Leaving him alone became a spectacle of those there.

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"Actually Mr Linggar be the same Citra or Rindi anyway? I'm curious."

"Don't know it. If you want more details ask directly with Mr. Linggarnar. He wants to admit which one as a girlfriend!"

"Ck, are you brave?"

"Yes, don't! Haha."

"Eh, but last week I had seen Mr. Linggar boncy with Rindi loh."

"So Mr Linggar's girlfriend is Rindi dong?"

"No. Kan was horrifying himself Citra was angry, probably because Rindi knew the same Mr. Linggar abis way. They were lying very close. Uh, even a guy's snatch."

"Friends are friends. Turn to keep going."

"Ihhh, how evil you are. Don't you too again Deletin Rendinya me well?"

"Eh, that's delicious. I'm not Rindi who's gonna marry a friend of her own."

The sound of door henlde rang out, following with the sound of the door moving open. After that it displays the figure of the owner of the name they just told me about.

Rindi looked down, passing the three women who were suddenly silent when she saw him coming out of the restroom.

A series of conversations that could stab his heart.

It hurts!

The shame!

But helpless.

After the dhuhur prayer, he walked back to his room. It was still under the cynical, pity-mixed gaze of the people.

I could no longer lift my head just to see what was ahead.

It itself.

There are no friends.

There's no comrades.

Everyone sees themselves as guilty.

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To dong's thumb!

Just like the prize, yeah!

Promo again.

While waiting up can look next to also well.

The story between Boss and Asissten himself in developing a girl.

I wait there Dad!