A Different Heaven

Feel Comfortable

A man in a neat gray shirt got out of the car. The man dressed in black immediately swiftly brought an umbrella for him.

From a distance of several meters Rena was able to recognize who the person who walked closer to her was.

"The rear bank broke the boss," exclaimed the black-clothed man to Farhan who arrived next to Rena's car.

The handsome man knocked on the closed door glass. Rena swiftly lowered the door glass after knowing who the man who was willing to stop after his long wait on the shoulder of the road.

"How many spare tires are you? Both rear tires of your car broke," exclaimed Farhan half-screaming outside the glass of Rena's car.

"There's only one" cried Rena.

"Where are you going? Come with my car first how? Let my men take care of your car!" The man exclaimed a little louder again because it was connected to the sound of rain falling.

"No need, I just lend you your phone later to take care of it," said Rena.

"No, it's a danger that I leave you here to wait for a tow truck. You come to my car, I'll drive you anywhere you don't come here."

Rena finally nodded because she had no other choice. It is also important for his safety. Rena got out of the car with an umbrella greeted by a strapping man dressed in black.

The man holding the umbrella for her directed Rena towards the black Lexus that stopped a few meters in front of her car. While Farhan still looks busy talking to two men sturdy dressed in black.

The man opened the rear passenger door for Rena. This is what it feels like to be the boss.

"Thank you sir" cried Rena respectfully replied with a nod.

Shortly after, the door beside Rena opened. The smell of the man's perfume instantly dominated the air inside this car.

Rena felt why it was so strange, sitting one row with Farhan. Although it was a few centimeters away.

"Your car will be taken care of by my man Ren. It is likely that afternoon is over" the man exclaimed in silence.

"Sorry so nerepotin. I should have borrowed it to call someone" Rena said.

"Absolutely not Ren, where are you going now? Going to Balikpapan?" ask Farhan.

Rena thought a little, the rain is still pouring. His condition was also soaked like this. Forcing to continue to her in-laws' house was already too late. He would also lure a sleeping lion if he knew who drove Rena. Rena knows very well the mouths of her mother-in-law and neighbors. Someone who is silent can be gossip material especially he is among a handsome man in a nice car like this.

"Ren," cried Farhan waiting for an answer. Immediately Rena awoke from her daydream.

"Can take me back to the store, just" said Rena.

"It is with pleasure" said the man. "Our street is back in town" Farhan told the driver.

The car quickly returned to the asphalt.

Rena rubbed her arm coldly as her half-drenched clothes mixed with the air that was hit by the car AC.

Farhan looked from the front rearview mirror of the woman next to him looking cold. The man also noticed the dress shirt the woman was wearing was wet.

"Wear this first Ren." Farhan handed Rena a black leather jacket that she always carried in the car.

Rena took the leather jacket that her friend gave her because she felt the need to cover her wet clothes. "Thank you, I borrow it first."

Rena draped the jacket over her body. The man's masculine scent instantly burst out on the surface of Rena's skin. The jacket helped Rena a lot. His body is warmer now than before.

I don't know! Today's events are out of his mind. He thought at this moment, he was already at his father-in-law's house, sitting sweetly reciting a prayer for his honeymoon. But who would have thought, now he was in the same car with a beautiful Farhan Ratarajasa in the eyes of it.

"It's a good thing I know the car you used yesterday Ren" said the man.

"Oh that, so if not a car that has the words Rengga bread you will not stop" said Rena.

The white man laughed. "Neither Ren, I happened to meet you on the side of the road. Try if there are people you don't know want to do evil to you."

"Yes, yeah. I also didn't expect my car's tires to break."

"You broke through the flood?"

"There's no other choice."

"Why are you alone?" ask the man suspiciously.

"Oh, it is impossible for your husband to let you shine this rain condition" the man exclaimed.

Rena just smiled slowly. That is the fact that her husband is now with his other wife.

"Where is your business doing well? Now it's like going back and forth a lot" he asked again trying to get along.

"Yes Alhamdulillah there are still many fans," replied Rena somehow he felt not awkward talking to the man next to him.

"Your Bread is good Ren, the marketing strategy must be amazing" said Farhan relaxed.

"With a little trick anyway," joked Rena. "When what are you? How does it feel to be the successor to the Ratarajasa business empire," continued Rena quipped.

"Yes like this Ren, you know for yourself from college days I love music. I want to be a guitarist. Now yes as you can see. It's not much different from your husband going to the office, getting out of town and doing other grueling and boring routines" the man complained.

"Suspected, meaning God does give the mandate to keep the family property," cried Rena.

"Yes Bu ustazah" the man joked.

"Mind each other to remind Mr. Ratarajasa, so that we are always good at giving thanks," said Rena who felt comfortable with her interlocutor after the panic earlier.

"Yes, yeah. My only partner who does not exist" the man muttered.

"Find it, a soul mate does come alone if the time is but if there is no effort it is the same as a lie. But maybe yes, a Farhan Ratarajasa must find a mate. There must be many women out there who idolize, the college age is just being chased after especially now yes," said Rena.

The man laughed again, "I told you once. That's Ren's taste. I have my own criteria for a man to be a companion."

"OK, Okay. Mr. Ratarajasa's criteria must be high class right," Rena replied raising his hand.

"Like you!" answer loudly.

Rena immediately fell silent, trying to digest every word that came out of the mouth of her classmate.

"Joking Ren," the man continued laughing.

Rena was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. The car arrived in front of Rena's bakery.

"Rengga bread, Mr. Angga where Ren. He's not inside." The man pointed at Rena's shop. "If there was any way he might let his wife drive against the storm" the man exclaimed as he satirized.

Rena just replies with a smile not knowing what to answer because she does not want to lie.

"Once again thank you, yes" Rena got ready to get out of the car. "Oh yes, I wash your jacket first yes, I will return it," Rena pointed to the jacket she was wearing.

"No need to return it doesn't matter to Ren."

"Don't dong, I'll borrow it." Rena opened the car door.

"More!" exclaiming the man blocked Rena's move. The woman looked back at Farhan.

"If one day you are not strong, you better give up! Never force things to hurt. Maybe there's another happiness out there waiting for you."

Rena immediately fell silent trying not to take her friend's words seriously. "Again thanks for everything." Rena is completely out of the car this time.

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