About Fany

About Fany
53: The Third Man



Farel and his friends were relaxing in the park next to the sports field. They joke while looking at the managers of sports clubs who are holding meetings with new members. Actually, they were also members of various sports clubs, but they were not core managers, so they did not participate in the reception meeting of the new member.


They were all laughing haha hihi joking a lot, except Farel. The man will only reply to the words of his friends. Not because he is a quiet student or introvert, but because he is currently focused on paying attention to someone who is in the field there.


One of the friends who accidentally saw Farel was watching new students at the club archery immediately nudged Farel's arm.


"Wooy!"


"Eh, jesus!" farel said in shock, "why the hell? Just look at it."


The friend just chuckled at Farel's response, "why? From earlier daydreaming mulu ngeliatin maba there. There's gotta be something you like, huh?"


Farel's other friends began to shout Farel after hearing the words of one of his friends.


"Cieee~"


"Wooh! Who made Farel Klepek?"


"That cute chick for sure."


Farel just shook his head while sighing tired because it had become the subject of ridicule his friends.


"That's really you guys," said Farel.


"That's very much the same as us, Rel," his friend sneered.


"Come, Rail. Who the hell is that girl you like? Tell us, we're sohibs, don't we?" said another friend.


Farel gave up, finally he showed his friends who he had noticed. The man pointed at a beautiful girl who seemed to be sitting listening to the material from her senior with a serious face.



"Wih~ is not the girl who from yesterday brought the Porsche, right?" ask Farel's friend.


"Beautiful too, girl" said another.


"Pinter also lo Rel if nyari gebetan."


"Eh, but he said he already has a handler?"


"Well, time? You know that, Rail?"


Farel remained silent as he looked at Fany who was currently trying to shoot. She had been interested in the girl since they first met at the party that night, although she knew that Fany was the wife of Arjuna Dion Bagaskara.


"Rul?" call friend.


Farel let out a long sigh, "gue tau, he's married."


"WHAT?!!"


Farel just stared flatly at his friends who had just compactly shouted. Not relaxed, his friends.


"Don't yell at me, either" Farel said.


"It's not just a girlfriend, but it's a husband?!" said friend Farel surprised.


"Lo likes married people, Rel. How are we not surprised?!" one of Farel's friends.


Farel clucked in annoyance, "tck! Just get married."


Farel's friends stared at the man in disbelief. They did not think about the man's words.


"Rel, just marriage you say? Conscious woy! She was already someone's wife" exclaimed her friend trying to resuscitate Farel to get back on the right track.


"Tck! Lo all very nice. Yes, believe me the same. If the soul mate is not going anywhere," said Farel without burden at all.


"Sooh people want to be taken, where I ngaku-ngku own soul mate again," cibir another friend.


Farel just flicked his shoulders no matter what. I like Fany, eum... Or maybe... Obsessing? I don't know, but Farel calls it love. He will try to get close to the girl, not caring about her status who is no longer single.


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Fany walked out to the car park. Today was the first day he had gathered with his friends and seniors at the archery club. He enjoyed it a lot today, but he was also tired.


"Huuh~ tired really, want to cepet-cepet go home and cuddle with Kak Juna hihi~" muttered Fany while smiling sumringah.


Arriving in the parking lot, he stood next to the steering door of the car. He remembered that he had not held the car keys, and then he looked for the car keys that were still in the bag.


Puk!


Suddenly, someone patted him on the shoulder from behind, then he turned to see who did it. It turned out that it was Farel who was currently smiling sweetly at him.


"Sister Farel?"


"Lo want to go home, Fan?" farel asked who was nodding by Fany.


"Yes. Why, Brother?" reply Fany.


"Bareng I just yuk," asked Farel.


"Well, have I brought my own car, brother," replied Fany, "you can't see my car is plastered real in front of you, right?"


Farel chuckled softly, "Fany... Fany... You guys are not very thorough anyway, look, your car tires leak."


The man pointed towards the front tire of Fany's car. The girl looked in the direction Farel had pointed. And sure enough, the front right car tire is completely deflated.


"Well, how could it leak anyway?" wonder Fany.


'Expensive cars are easy to leak, very strange. Though this morning was still okay, Fany's inner wonder.


"Udah deh, I anterin you go home, let your car be taken the same workshop people to be produced," Farel bargained.


"Duh, no need, brother. Ntar even ngerepotin lo again, I ride ajek aja," replied Fany sungkan.


"Well, I got on a motorcycle anyway, Fan. Your skin will become dull with air pollution. Nothing, with me, nothing to take," said Farel.


"Ih, really do not need to, I can call my husband to pick him up," said Fany still remain firm on his stance.


Actually, Fany did not want to accept Farel's invitation because he did not want to violate Juna's order not to be close to other men. Fany wants to be a devoted and loyal wife to her husband.


"Your husband must be busy working, you don't want to disturb him, right? With me as Fan, I even feel offended if rejected," said Farel a little pushy.


Forced like that makes Fany become shy. True said Farel, her husband must be still busy working. (When mah, if called by Fany, the Juna must come immediately)


"Eum... Don't you really need to take this?" ask Fany.


Farel nodded steadily, "no, let's go to the parking lot, I've brought helmet 2, so it's safe."


Fany nodded slowly, then walked with Farel to the motorcycle parking lot. Meanwhile, Farel was already smiling to win because he managed to get close to his target girl.


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Huh uh?! How's how? Farel likes Fany?!


Duh, the smells appear pebinor nih wkwk...


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