A Cup of Black Coffee

A Cup of Black Coffee
Chapter 61



Ragil refused to swallow what Sarah said. He had to ask his girlfriend directly.


They have agreed to be open in any case, so this is where Ragil, waiting for Farah, the lover at their lunch hour.


"Hi, sorry I waited so long?" hello Farah is not feeling well.


Ragil who had been busy with his dress then turned his head and returned Farah's smile.


"Sory, I have to find a way to avoid Sarah who is super kepo again," the girl complained with an occasional sigh.


"Why aren't you being honest with Sarah about our relationship?" ragil Fishing.


"Is there anything you want to talk about?" farah answered with a look.


"We'd better eat first" elak Ragil because he himself didn't know how Farah reacted when he told her about his cousin.


"Ok," replied Farah flatly.


The two ate and engaged in light talk. Ragil listened more often to the girl's complaints about her work.


Really he did not expect, if Farah who he knew was silent and cold turned out to be very open to him now.


After they finished eating, Ragil ventured to say his heartbreak.


"We promised to open up to each other, right? I don't want to know your past. Only you ever said that you were wondering why your ex-fiance was gone from you, right?" ragil is honest.


"You know something I don't?" accuse Farah.


"I believe in you, only I don't understand" said Ragil.


"Can you be clear? You confuse me by guessing what you mean!" reply cold Farah.


He really doesn't want a situation like this, awkward and foreign. Farah felt that if Ragil knew something about his past, that was all he had in mind right now.


"I hope you can listen to my question first. Farah, I will not accuse you, just ask, if you are not comfortable, you do not need to answer me no problem," explained Ragil.


Farah was reluctant to answer again because she was waiting for Ragil to say something that made her curious.


Ragil then gives his cell phone containing an image of Farah there with a man.


Farah initially doesn't understand why Ragil gave her the phone.


But when he saw the picture there his eyes immediately rounded perfectly.


There is a picture of Farah who is covered with beautiful exposed shoulders.


One would think that Farah must be naked under the blanket.


Moreover, there was a man next to him with his upper body also exposed.


Farah's tears shed for a moment. He didn't think Ragil had the fake photo.


Photos that can not be seen with the naked eye.


He doesn't know the guy who used to terrorize him probably knows his connection to Ragil.


"Who did you get this from?" tanyakanya.


"Sarah," answered Ragil quickly.


Farah's eyes rounded at once hearing his cousin's name.


Sarah did know about the photo from him, only she did not understand why Sarah actually told Ragil.


Even more amazing, when they met.


She also wondered why Sarah kept her fake photo.


"Sarah said your fiance ran away because of the photo. Do you really not know?"


"Can't you find out who sent this photo?" although Ragil has not been able to prove the truth of the photo, but now he feels sorry for Farah's problem.


It's easy for him to do anything at the moment. He has an IT expert in his company who can help him find out about the authenticity of the photo.


It's just, he wants to see Farah first and listen to her lover's honesty.


For someone who has been in the business world for a long time, Ragil just guessed there is no way Farah did not immediately take any action related to the problem.


"Udah, but not to track. I also don't know what purpose he sent such a rich photo. If he was going to ruin my relationship with Alan, would he be someone who liked Alan?"


"I always wonder like that all the time. What was the reason Alan left," he said.


"Have you tracked him?"


Farah sighed, "already, he was lost in the swallow of the earth and I gave up, if only one day I meet, I still want an explanation from him, that's all."


"Want me help?" bargain Ragil while holding his lover's hand.


Farah shook her head, for him enough Ragil just trust him all he will go through is fine.


"When did Sarah meet you? That one?"


Ragil nodded, "to be honest I was confused by his purpose of telling you all your past. Just, he said that he was worried about you anyway."


Ragil is reluctant to say about his current thoughts as he has yet to guess for sure what purpose Sarah interfered with his and Farah's relationship.


"You're telling him we're in a relationship?"


"No, you calm down. But, to be honest I'm not comfortable with her excessive attitude like this. I'm sorry, I don't want to talk about your sister, just that she's too weird" Ragil said.


"I know, he was terrible. Sometimes I feel like he doesn't want me to be happy" Farah replied, glancing at the past.


"You know, before finally getting married to Sarah, Azam had approached me first. Because he was an intern at my office. It was still the leader."


"I, who was still traumatized, did not touch all his attention. And also I can guess the male's vices."


Hearing Farah's words made Ragil terbesit bad thoughts about Sarah.


"Don't you send me that picture of Sarah? To have your marriage ruined?" ask Ragil suddenly.


"I don't think so, Sarah, I told you long after that time" Farah explained.


"Why are you asking rich?" Reciprocity.


"No, the horror of your story, if Azam who used to approach you changed to approach Sarah who knows so," Sambar Ragil.


But her little heart kept thinking badly about Sarah.


"Azam after failing to get close to me, he turned to Sarah, to my knowledge, but if you like all the men who try to approach me rich not."


"Sometimes I'm grateful, sometimes it's just like she's pushing people away who want to be close to me."


Ragil scrunched his forehead. He felt it was not an ordinary concern, there was no way Sarah should be as possessive as that, if it had no other purpose.


It was clear to him, how the woman seemed to corner him through the photos of Farah.


Ragil knows Sarah doesn't like him. But he is confused why Sarah should prevent Farah from achieving her happiness?


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Tbc