
Seja
21.00 wib
Akbar steps up the escalator, before long a pair of beautiful legs follow him. The female Jenny was beside him with her right arm hooked on Akbar's left hand. Meanwhile, Jenny's left arm is seen carrying three shopping bags.
Both of them, have circled the mall for more than two hours. His legs ache, but Akbar still has to help Jenny to buy what she needs.
“You eat here?” ask Jenny.
Akbar shook his head.
“Search outside aja” reply Akbar, in this place there is nothing that suits him.
Jenny nodded, confirming Akbar's words.
“There's still something to buy?” akbar asked back.
Jenny nodded enthusiastically. Next, it looks Jenny who released her arm hooks. He walked away from Akbar entering a clothing store.
Akbar had no choice but to follow her will.
Akbar's footsteps moved into the store. His sight moved to pay attention to every corner of the room that had a striking color.
“Ayo” take Jenny, again grab Akbar's arm dragging her in.
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“Say only want to buy book” said Akbar meledek.
Jenny stopped her steps, then turned her head towards Akbar who was walking behind her.
Akbar held up Jenny's grocery bag wagging the bag, teasing her.
“You think I bought clothes, bags, shoes just for poya-foya? No, it can also be used for the trial later” said Jenny explained her reason for buying the items.
Akbar's head nodded, confirming Jenny's words. Of course, he did not believe what the woman said. At least these things he wears tomorrow and three days later he must go shopping again. Akbar thought of Jenny's shopping habits.
“Hopefully succeed yes!” akbar's reply again made a joke.
“Isshh” Jenny clucked in annoyance.
Bugs
The sound of the blow sounded so loud.
Akbar's body staggered, after someone grabbed his arm and delivered a punch that managed to hit his cheek.
His punch was so hard that Akbar lost his balance. The things he was carrying were thrown to the floor.
Akbar sighed, his eyes clouded he could not see clearly.
They are now in the outer courtyard of the mall. There are several cars parked in the south.
The fight, of course, attracted the attention of many people. Some of them were seen stopping their activities and looking at Akbar to make it the center of attention.
“Lo what the hell?” jenny snapped, looking at Anton who suddenly hit Akbar.
“Cute me!” said Anton. Then, he grabs Jenny's wrist taking her to a place far away from Akbar.
Akbar moved, his arm reaching back for the bag of groceries lying down. With a shaky balance he stood up.
His body turned around, looking towards the woman who was standing pecking.
Beautiful, he was there and with his two eyes he saw all the events.
“What really happened between them?” tanya Beautiful's.
The movement Anton gave away was far from his reach as he did so very quickly. Faster than the breath coming out of his mouth.
Both of his eyeballs cross paths with Akbar's. Just as Anton was now his eyes seemed to light up strongly and sharply.
Akbar clenched his arms, he moved his feet stepping towards Beautiful.
“Did you guys come together?” asked Akbar, curious after seeing the Beautiful that was in front of him.
“Ah” Akbar clucked in annoyance.
“For what did they come together? Is it true they have more relationship?” akbar asked in his heart.
Beautiful views cannot be switched from Akbar. From the corner of his lips was blood still flowing.
Beautiful Arm moved handing a handkerchief towards Akbar.
Akbar looked at him, with the look of his eyes visible he who questioned the attitude of Beautiful who was still paying attention to him.
“This” said Indah again swung a handkerchief, accompanied by her arm that pointed towards the corner of Akbar's lips.
Akbar's arm accepted it. Now, he understands what Beautiful means. Akbar quickly turned his face away from Beautiful. Then his arm wiped the corner of his lips.
In less than five minutes, Akbar turned back.
Akbar's forehead again frowned, after seeing a bottle of mineral water that was offered Beautiful to him.
“Do not misunderstand” said Indah, replying to the gaze that Akbar gave her.
“I confess this because of the doctor's oath I took” timpal Indah explained his behavior.
“Iya” reply Akbar assented Lovely greeting. His arm moved to reach for the water that Beautiful gave him. Shortly after it was seen that he was gargling clean the inside of his mouth.
“Lepasin, my hand” snapped Jenny to Antn who was still tightly grasping her wrist.
Akbar turned to the source of the voice. Jenny's voice sounded very loud.
Anton's fingers open, taking off his hand.
“Ngapain lo same him?” ask Anton, angry.
“Not a lo” affair reply jenny.
Anton again clucked in annoyance after hearing the answer Jenny gave him.
“This, my business” said Anton confidently.
Jenny's forehead frowned, then she turned her face away from the man.
Jenny really doesn't like it. All Anton could do was set it up. He could never give her a reasonable explanation or understanding.
Fed up, maybe that's the right word that could describe Jenny's current feelings. Seeing the same repetition of Anton's attitude. He who can only obey his desires.
And this time, with the attitude Anton showed and humiliated him.
“Stop, call me rich so!” anton said, warning.
Jenny turned her eyes back, for a few moments.
“Jen lo forgot the same what Akbar has done to Ravi?” anton said, questioning.
Jenny closed her eyes in follow with both of her arms clenched.
Every word that entered her ear continued to burn away Jenny's patience.
He is really tired if he has to keep remembering something that is not fun for him. Doing so will only make the wound open again and more difficult to heal.
Despite not being able to hear the conversation going on, Akbar continued to pay attention to Jenny and Anton's back which was ten meters in front of him.
Just as Akbar felt Indah was also increasingly curious about what happened.
“Who is that woman? Why, she can be with Akbar?” beautiful in her heart.
His eyeballs moved down Akbar's body. He didn't understand why he had to keep seeing this.
That thing, reminded when Akbar was still with him. He always comes with new wounds on his body.
Beautiful eyeballs looked back at the silhouette of Anton's body with a woman he did not know. Another question popped into the head of Indah.
“What does this have to do with Anton? Why does he look so angry?” Lovely keep asking questions to himself.