WHY LOVE
Ultimatums

Two young men stared at a 32-inc computer monitor, displaying photographs of the investigation.

"The one who eavesdropped on your conversation was Rafa's man. It's his new home, he's not living with his wife." Malik pointed the cursor at a photo of a two-story luxury house that looked like a new building.

Nico mangosteen, his gaze did not switch from the monitor screen. It was as if scanning the faces and locations that he had to save in the head. When he drove Suci home, Nico drove his car to Malik's apartment. This is where the two are, in the workspace of Malik's apartment.

"Hm, my feelings are right. Rafa won't be willing for Saints to be mine. It's not about love anymore, it's obsession. Sacred in danger-" Nico breathed a long breath.

Nico flashbacks his meeting while in the park. Rafa's violent gesture of clutching Holy's hand and a look of hatred directed at him, made Nico immediately contact Malik, giving him the task.

"How many of your men were yesterday?" Nico stared at Malik's back who walked open the window, letting the night air barge in.

"Only 2 people. They are real people there, so it is safe that no one will be suspicious" Malik replied.

Nico dropped his body on the couch, "Tomorrow I'll apply. I want it to be a marriage contract, but it is still considered. Look at sikon first."

"You'll have to arrange it there. Everything has to go smoothly lest Rafa interrupt!"

Malik just rounded his fingers okay marks. He offers a cigarette, but Nico refuses with a headband. "I've stopped. Saints don't like cigarette smoke."

"Great is also the influence he has on you." Malik looked amazed at the change for the change of his best friend.

"For me, she's a special lady. I'm just trying to keep myself firm."

"Oh yes, one more task. Find out about Prasetya's track record, the bokapnya Winda. He forced me to marry his son. I don't know what plan he had after I turned him down."

"Huft, love affairs make dizzy turns out. That's why I feel at home, romance only carries the burden of the mind," Malik said while exhaling a circle of cigarette smoke from his mouth.

Nico poked his lips. "Are you sure you're still into singles? Yesterday Rahma nanyain you tuh."

The new cigarette is smoked for a while, pressed into the ashtray until the mouth goes out. The name of the girl Nico mentioned attracted more attention. "What is she doing?" Malik looked at Nico seriously, asking for more explanation.

"He was shy, 'Bang Malik didn't come, ' Bang', I said he was busy. Green light, don't take it off."

"Do I deserve her?!" malik's Mumbles. The sentence of the question he spoke was not intended for Nico but for himself.

"Came on, don't be pessimistic. Because women are good for good men, we still have a chance to be solid to get that criterion." Nico patted Malik on the shoulder, giving him some encouragement.

"I'll go back first."

****

The morning was still wet with dew on the leaves, the sun was still peeking timidly revealed its light. Thankful God is still giving breath, still given time to improve, from negligent to obedient, from lazy to enterprising.

A burly young man wearing white cocoa, still sitting cross-legged in the mosque, with a bundle of prayer beads in his right hand. There are only two people left in the mosque after the dawn prayer, he and the imam who read the Qur'an.

With his eyes closed, he enjoyed the specialness and pleasure of dhikr that was spoken in the heart. Only his finger moved down the grain by grain of prayer beads.

A soft clap on his shoulder, made his eyes open and looked back.

"Den Nico, I'm sorry to bother you. Den Nico was told to go home now by Mr. there's something important he said." Mang Syarif, his father's driver, ducked down to give news with a panicked face.

"What's wrong, Mang?" Nico squinted his eyes.

"Ah mdingan now go home first. Let the master explain. Come on Den Nico spout!" Mang Syarif first edged out in a hurry.

"What?"

Nico was surprised to hear Hendro's father's explanation, who now walked back and forth in front of him. Frown lines on his forehead were more clearly visible because he was thinking hard. Half an hour ago, the Head of Wearhouse told Candra that it was directly forwarded to Hendro's father, there had been a warehouse fire that was currently trying to be extinguished.

"Daddy assign you Candra to the Bekasi factory now. Find out the cause and report what the total loss is!" Finally Hendro's father made a decision after considerable weighing. Enough of his children who left, counting learned to handle the affairs of leadership.

"Okay, I'm getting ready first."

You go with the driver, pick up Candra. Let's just have one car."

"Mother has breakfast ready. Let's get changed, kid!" Mother who just came from the dining room also replied.

Nico nodded. He climbed the stairs and half ran to his room.

****

Nico's car carried by Mang Syarif stopped in front of the house. Candra was already waiting on the terrace accompanied by Saints. Nico who was wearing a short-sleeved light blue shirt and black jeans rushed down towards the two.

"Are you ready?" Nico looked at Candra who was rolling her shirt arm up to her elbow.

"Yes." answered Candra short.

"Holy, would you drive yourself or take a taxi? Nico looked at her lover who was already looking beautiful and graceful in her work suit.

"Taxi by Mas. I have not memorized the streets of Jakarta, afraid of wrong turns. It will be too late." Holy Sahut, do not forget a smile of sweet on the lips ranumnya.

"Be careful. Me and your brother go to the factory first."

Suci responded by rounding his fingers and smile.

"Abang and Mas Nico were also careful. Cepet's coming home when the investigation's done!" Saints followed the two tall and dashing men he loved, until both of them sat in the middle seat.

Candra turns her face to the glass Nico opens, "Dec, watch out for work don't swerve first. Go straight home!"

Sacred pursed her lips by opening her eyes. "When I ever got home. Every day it's your turn to be bodyguards." Saints pointed to one handsome face that was laughing at him.

When Candra receives a call, Nico gives kissbye and a blink of an eye to her boyfriend. And the Saints also blushed in shame.

A wave of hands and a sweet smile ushered in the passing of the speeding car leaving the girl who was still standing staring, until the car turned, out of sight. It's too early to go to work. Sacred went back inside, there was still time to sweep the house.

Nico intercepted his phone. Wallpaper with a smiling girl becomes a loyal friend wherever she goes. Smiles that become opium and temples are longing.

O thief of heart,

Your smile is my mood booster

Your smile is the encouragement of my days

Just being a connoisseur of your smile is happy...

Especially if you become the owner of that smile