Universe 2
Den

“Ndah” call Vio, after seeing Beautiful who terngah walk in the hallway of the house saki alone.

Beautiful lips smiled, seeing the presence of Vio who was waving his arms towards him. On the right and left are seen Dian and Vina who are also friends of the station.

Indah sped up her pace, approaching the three with a merry feeling.

In a moment, he will be re-assigned to another station. It was also a sign that there is a high possibility that they will separate and rarely meet because of an inappropriate schedule.

Trings

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Cell phone sound embroidery, a notification of incoming messages in sequence.

Beautifully frowned, seeing his three friends who simultaneously stopped and compactly stared at the screen of the phone.

“What's the intention?’ beautiful in her heart.

“Wahhh daebak” said Vina exclaimed in admiration.

Beautiful silence, the more clueless with the overreaction Vina gave.

“Lo don't bring hp Ndah?” ask Vio.

Lovely nod, nodding assented.

“What's the matter?” reply Beautifully by asking a question. His arm was seen grabbing Vio's phone.

Dugs

One punch right hit the heart of Beautiful and made her speechless, after seeing a picture that showed the closeness between Jenny and Akbar beside her. The man was seen giving her a bouquet of flowers as well as some gifts from famous brands.

From the corner of his eyes, Vio could see Beautiful who looked less comfortable and continued to let out a rough sigh from his mouth.

As if to tell, that there was a disturbing feeling.

Beautiful shook her head slowly, somehow she could not accept the reality that greeted her.

“About they have a relationship what is it?” ask Dian, innocence.

“What do you know who he is?” reply Vio.

“Lo don't know Vi?” vina's question cut Vio's speech.

Vio nodded, assuring.

“He sir Akbar, the new wadir” reply Dian, explaining.

Vio snorted annoyedly, that was not what he wanted to know, but a woman who was now with Akbar.

“If the girl, she is one of the grandchildren of the owner of this RS” replied Vina, giving an answer to the question implied from the look of Vio's eyes.

Dian's mouth was open, not believing what she heard.

Vio looked back at Indah, inexplicably worried about the state of Beautiful.

“They are doing well? propose?” dian asked increasingly curious.

Beautiful gulp his saliva, soaking the throat that feels very dry.

“Maybe aja” reply Vina, relax.

Beautifully shook her head, slowly. He hopes it's not true.

This time, it was beautiful to really not understand the thoughts that Akbar was aiming for. Every word and action that Akbar said always hinted that it was all true, and should not be beautiful to doubt.

But, now what else?

Why does Akbar always give surprises that do not make sense and are not easily understood by Indah.

The feeling that is now beautiful, messy.

He doesn't know what to control it like

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What Akbar did a few years ago still leaves a sense of anger and annoyance that accumulates in the heart of Indah and makes him unable to accept it easily.

There are many wonderful fears. Every time he was with Akbar there was a feeling that this was not true and Akbar would definitely leave him.

However, hearing Akbar along with other women also continued to scratch wounds and tease the heart of Indah. As if he was not ready to accept it.

Jenny's eyeballs kept moving watching every little move Akbar made.

Two hours after the foodtruck opened, the man seemed to have lost a lot of power. Usually after completing his order Akbar always goes around to ask for opinions from the visitors. But tonight he looks very tired.

After finishing the order, it was seen that he immediately sat down and continued to gulp down his mineral water. The look in his eyes also looked empty, several times his arms were seen pressing on his stomach.

“You're okay, right?” jenny asked with a visible step closer towards Akbar.

Akbar nodded, pointing at the thumb of his arm.

Jenny shook her head, not believing the answer Akbar gave her. There was clearly something that the man was hiding.

his eye bags looked so dark, his dry lips were chapped and his face was getting pale.

“ Come, to hospital” take Jenny, propose.

Akbar clucked in annoyance, not liking the proposal Jenny gave him.

“Gue is fine, OK?” akbar replied, refusing firmly.

Shortly after, Akbar looks out of place.

“Sit” said Akbar gave the order for Jenny to sit in her chair.

“Now it's my turn, who asked!” akbar continued, pressing his tone.

“On Business you created yesterday. How far is it?” ask Akbar.

Jenny was silent, she couldn't answer. After finishing his trial, he somehow felt deadlocked and did not know where to start.

“I don’t have idea..” reply Jenny, short.

Next, a sigh sounded out from his mouth.

“Why?” ask Akbar.

“Don't know, Stuck aja” replied Jenny answered Akbar's question without much thought.

Akbar's forehead frowned.

“Not yesterday live road? why now suddenly stuck gini?” akbar said, annoyed.

“Yes I also don't know, bar” replied Jenny, pressing her tone.

“You think starting a business is easy. No right?” continued.

Akbar nodded in agreement with the remark Jenny gave.

“Ya is not easy, but it can be started first”

“Let's know later, where the lack of what should be done again” said Akbar said what was on his mind.

Jenny sighed, she really did not like the topic of conversation that Akbar discussed. Of course there is a fear of failure that Jenny has. Moreover, his work will not only be seen by him, but by his extended family as well. People who are very interested hear stories about failure and are easily envious when they hear stories about success.

“Yaudah relax aja.” reply Jenny.

“Lagian I also just finished the trial, it's only natural if you want to rest first” he continued grumbling.

Akbar rubbed his face with both arms, he could not stop thinking why Jenny still wanted to play around, but her age was also no longer young.

“You till when? can't you keep getting rich in gini?” ask Akbar.

Jenny's eyes widened, the question Akbar gave hurt her heart.

“What the hell are you doing? like to disturb the same presence of me?” reply Jenny, curious.

“Not get” said Akbar, cut.

“Still Jen for all the help you love. But I also want to see you develop continuously until you can stand in your dream” Akbar explained.

“I just don't like it, see you stuck here. In fact, you can make things better, good and cool from this” he said, with arms that look touching to an apron that Jenny was wearing.

“Denger ya bar, this is my life.

And you don't have the slightest right to be involved in every decision I make, so it's up to me to do anything.

As long as it doesn't hurt people, I will stay on top of the decisions I make.” Jenny said, ending her conversation with Akbar.