
That afternoon Dira entered the hotel area
with a naturally smiling, how could not be happy he escaped to a place
what really makes him want to linger, run away, calm, peaceful, that's what he is
feel there. And at that time Angga was asleep in his room after
give word to his family and Dira's family so they don't worry
any more.
That night under the clear sky
Dira sat in a beachside chair, reading Novel in his hands and
sipping coffee latte. shortly afterwards came Angga with a cup
coffee in his hand, at that time Dira was on the left side of the chair which was quite long
and Angga occupied the right side of that chair
also, Angga already knows that Dira is there, while sitting enjoying
coffee each with a different angle of view between left and right.
"Miss, ask me where
cindramata sale place ?" angga opened the conversation.
Dira looked to the right and stared
that guy's. "You!" said surprised.
"Dira" said Angga
as if I don't know (but bo'ong)
"Why are you here ?"
tanyanya stood up to leave.
But first his hand was pulled
Angga, "Dira listen to me, I'm here on work and I'm not
know that you're here too" he said, lying.
"Get listen, leave it
me and cancel it all"
"Where can I cancel it,
if I want it" Angga said without taking his hand off
from Dira's wrist.
Dira is a little confused
the words of Angga, it seemed like he remembered something and those words?. "You!
I said go" he said furiously.
"Fine well I'll go,
if you return to Jakarta" Angga replied.
Dira threw Angga's hand from
his wrist and went running towards the hotel, that moment feeling scared and
disappointed at Dira's rejection and request made Angga a little want to stop
in his pursuit this time around, but something strengthened him as he looked at the figure
Eggi, Dira's ex-lover is now in the same hotel as them. Yes
Angga knew the figure of Eggi from his men who sought information about
Dira's Life.
"Damn!" muttered deeply
hearts .
Dira runs to the hotel
alacriously Eggi pulled him up. Dira was shocked when
knowing the man who was clutching him was Eggi, the man who had been in his heart
but toying with his feelings and instantly Dira's body like unfriendly.
Angga quickly ran, when
they were looking at Angga's hand immediately pulled Dira into it
decapan. Dira cries without a word in the arms of Angga. Eggi only
silent with the treatment of Angga.
"I warn you, stay away
Dira" said Angga
no" said Eggi bragging
"Know, you're a self-informed man
that broke my fiancee a few years ago and me too
thank you, your blessings that betrayed me and Dira will be as bright
married"
"No way, I'm back for
repeat with him"
"Don't dare to speak
like that, or you'll be out"
" Ha ha I'm not afraid
Mister"
"How dare you, Brughhh"
Angga's kick landed right on Eggi's side.
a few days later, the child came
the Angga fruit that would clean up Eggi took her to an empty place and
lock him.
Angga brought Dira to his room,
still holding it feels this way. Angga tried to calm down Dira who was still
crying out.
“Honey, relax I'm here”
“I'm afraid, the man”
“Nothing to fear, already
relax” said Angga while wiping Dira's head.
“Don't leave me”
“Baikla, now drink first let
you calm”
After crying and Dira
sleeping in Angga. “Yes Allah, make this a perfect” murmur deep
hearts.
***
The Jakarta
“Ri, should we tomorrow us
following them to Belitung, I was afraid of anything happening, said Ali's father.
“I was also so Li, until the moment
this Angga has not told you” replied Papa Ryan
“All of us do events
their marriage contract is there Yah” timpal Bu Lia.
“Good idea, well Mama and Lia
will take care of everything Pa” Mama Lela said.
“Then brother and Mas Ery will
help prepare everything” said sister Eka Girang.
That night all preparation like lightning, Mama contacted her friend and in Belitung to prepare it all without asking for consideration of the bride and groom. Thanks to trusted people where marriage contracts and beach parties are 90% just waiting for the bride and her family.
Together with Sam, Vienna, Evan also came to attend the wedding of Dira and Angga.
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