ABOUT MATE

5 | SECOND MEETING

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The atmosphere of Mbok Jum warteg that afternoon was so crowded by the visitors who were mostly unstable ABG, the odd smelly child of kencur was not kelulungan.

Warteg Mbok Jum is always crowded by visitors who are majority of girls, because the location of the warteg is directly opposite the jaya metro porles of South Jakarta. Make the women who crave to have a husband in a police uniform, often seliweran around it just to see and look at the police brothers who are still bachelor often gather there. Who knows when you meet a soul mate..

"Aciee sir commander, who just got a promotion! Ekhem.."

AKP Dwi Rangga Septian who was sipping his coffee glanced at the side of the seat of Iptu Budi friend and fellow fighter in Akpol first. They are one leting even though the rank of Rangga is one level higher than Budi.

Rangga sat sideways facing Budi while raising his eyebrows.

"Who?"

"Eloh!. Yes, I was a shucks! Want to ngina ya loh.?" Angered Budi, his best friend was famous for his vague blur.

Rangga shrugged his shoulders indifferently. "Gue guess who." His mouth lightly welcomed the curse of the father of this one police.

"BUTTONS!!"

Do not imitate the pakpol man-men above..

"The Rangga!"

Rangga who felt his name called turned to look back where Bripda Jodi one of his men who ran up to him from the front porles gate with a paper in his hand.

"Bang Rangga's. It turned out to be here."

"Bang Rangga.bang Rangga. The polite dong called him!" Be bold.

Jodi who was snapped by one of the most reluctant seniors in their union only grinned to show his new stirrup teeth in pairs yesterday.

If Budi is famous for being fierce and unsurgery with Jodi who is pencikilan and crybaby.

"Hehehehehe.. ready to be wrong."

Ignoring Budi, Rangga turned to look at Jodi who was standing before them.

"What are you doing with my nose?"

Jodi thrust a green letter at him. An invitation in his right hand.

Rangga had not yet received his Budi first sneak the invitation.

GINA AND TIAN

"*****, COMMANDER LEFT TO MARRY THE SAME BEAUTIFUL MOTHER WHO OFTEN MAKES US BITE GENKS' FINGERS!!!" Toa Budi's voice until echoed to every corner of Mbok Jum's warteg made his men and other visitors immediately look at him with various gazes.

No one dared to comment. Scared to be told to pus up 100 times.

"Hahahaha, same name. But not the clover. Wkwkwk.. Commander in stay mating! Ahhaha.." Budi ngakak, laughing at the suffering of his best friend and boss.

"Laughter to teroos!! don't bring a pretty polwan in front of your mama, will you?!!" Rangga.

Budi kicep did not dare to mock any further. "Ready wrong." Say sour.

"Hahahaha.." replace Jodi who ngakak while holding her stomach when she saw her fierce senior who was flattering just because of one minor threat.

Rangga got up from his seat, stood up while patting his two thighs followed by Budi.

"Where are you going?"

"Nyari gift for gift. The money is." Put his money splinter ten thousand under the cup of his used coffee.

"Yes Den, put it there."

"Oh, want to find a gift for a soul mate." Kelakar Budi jumawa's.

"Gue's with Gina no relationship times. We are both pure just a department. Anyway, I thought he was like his own adek." It was clear that Budi would stop teasing her.

"Blushit only!! No girl is the same guy with no sense between the two. And also! What the hell, I thought he was like his own adek. It's bullshit! There is no story when I met big brother!" Celoteh Budi at length.

Rangga grunting. "It's an experience. Dating is rare." Timpal Rangga was met with a curse from his best friend.

Lucky they sit at a table away from his men so there is little possibility of people hearing the curse of Budi that does not reflect his profession.

"Well, I'm going. Assalamualaikum.."

Without waiting for his reply Rangga went to his car. Once again the name written there. A few days ago Gina had invited her over the phone and said that maybe her official invitation would be a little late. His heart was worried whether he should come or not.

Honestly, Budi's words are true. Even to this day he is still unsure of his feelings. She loved Gina as a sister or a girl.

Let time answer. Who will be his destiny.

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This is where Rangga stands now, in the row towards the stage of the bride and groom, wanting to give congratulations and an envelope of course. In the paperbag in his right hand there is a gift for the bride.

It's been decided by her older sister, Rena. That he should be gentel come and congratulate Gina who incidentally is the woman who once filled his heart.

"Loh has to come. Prove to yourself if the feeling that has always felt the same Gina is only limited to the love of a sister to her sister, nothing more." The words of Rena. her eldest sister a few hours ago flashed in her head.

"I don't think you came?"

Now it is Rangga's turn to greet the bride. Gina looks charming with a flaming red dress and hijab covering her crown.

"Where might I not come on your happy day, Gin!"

From Gina. Rangga turned to Tian Gina's husband. "Titip Gina yes, Yan. She's like my own." Sincerely speaking.

Now he is sure that his feelings have been pure as a sister.

Tian nodded. "Yes bang, that's for sure! Thanks for coming." After greeting the bride Rangga down from the stage.

His eyes narrowed to look at an object that had already caught his attention. The girl with white dress motip flowers with black hair on the bottom silver paint very attractive in the eyes of Rangga. His gaze did not follow the girl's every move.

Rangga noticed how the girl spoke, laughed and said goodbye. His gaze could not be separated following the movement of the girl who with sparkling eyes ate the dish before him.

A faint smile came over at the corner of his lips. Rangga knew this feeling. Feelings of attraction to the opposite sex.

That woman! The same girl who proposed to him a few days ago. He did not expect to meet again here. Is this god's destiny?

With a steady step Rangga approached the girl. His steps stopped exactly two steps behind him. From his place Rangga can hear his girl's happy speech at a consumption banquet that soothes thirst.

Her girl? Can Rangga claim the girl is his.

"I finally found you."

Slowly the body turned to face him with perfectly rounded eyes. From her gaze Rangga knew this girl was admiring her good looks.

His pupils stared in the irises of the girl's gray eyes before him. Rangga frowned, was it his original eye color. They looked at her for a long time until the girl decided her point of view.

"Where are you going? Wanna go with no more responsibility."

Rangga held the girl's hand. Stopped step.

"Heh, what responsibility do you mean? I have been harassing you! Don't you. Anyway, if I rape the loh that I have a loss, broke a virgin. So, what responsibility do you mean.?" Nyolot.

His manner of speaking was haughty, even boldly in the face of Rangga's pitch-black eyes.

The girl's eyes narrowed to form a crescent moon, her face forward looking at her face.

Rangga's gaze was flat. He was sure that this girl would soon remember him.

Puk!

"Do you remember me.?!"

Rangga raised his eyebrows. Looking at the face of the girl in front of him. As fast as lightning he turned around about to run away, butu Rangga was more perceptive to hold his hand until it made the girl turn against his chest.

"Where you run, Hem."

Rangga casually wrapped his right hand around the girl's slender waist. Easing the distance between them.

Rangga enjoyed every expression painted on this girl's face. Including when he shook his head.

"Your fantasies can be too."

His gaze turned sharp. "What responsibility do you mean?" Cynical ask.

"Responsible because you already proposed to me."

His lips laughed with disdain. "And I told you. It was just a joke. I'm gonna know who the hell's name is?"

"Ladders."

"The ladder! I want to know that we have nothing to do and I do not need the same responsibility. Pregnant as well."

Rangga took a step forward, eroding the distance between himself and the girl he still did not know his name.

"You have to take responsibility!"

"Gue don't want to."

"I don't accept rejection."

Without a second thought on the pull of the girl towards the table where her best friend gathered.

Both stopped right in front of the crowd. Everyone is paying attention to their arrival.

"Hay guys. I know this is my fiancee."

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