Between Me and My Husband

Following to hotel

Amel and I were in the car I was driving. We're heading towards the campus. We are still equally silent after knowing the real facts. Moreover, I'm now a little cool with Amel who with his pretentious care thought Bagas was stressed because love did not arrive.

We have visited Bagas, and I found 3 amazing facts there that do not match the words of Amel yesterday.

First, I think because of his illness, drop, until depression he will be treated in the hospital. But instead Amel took me to his house. Let's take him to his house. The house is very big, said Amel Bagas alone living there. We parno, thinking it might be possible that Bagas collapsed inside the house, finally called him. And in the second ring, he immediately lifted, from his voice he did not look sick and even shocked when we said that we were in his house waiting for him.

"OK okay. Wait a minute, I go straight to the gas. Don't go away yet!" He said before hanging up. So there's no way she's sick. Masa' sick people can drive their own cars already so he said he wanted gas directly here.

Second, after a while of waiting. Finally a car went straight into the garage. And when I saw Bagas coming out of the car, instantly a Korean song lyric flashed in my head,

neoman boindan mariya

neol hive handan mariya..

Lee Min Ho gets off the car in the drama 'The Heirs'. Cool is the Bagas, with a neat and clinical appearance. We come to see the ngliat.

And after talking for a while, know that he took a leave of absence because he had to help his bokap work. Stay abroad again, and get that treatment. Well, the sick is not actually Bagas, but his father Bagas. Hadeeeh the Amel mah, you know-it-your-be-fucking-fucking-fuck!

Third, given the first and second facts that broke Amel's talk yesterday. I didn't believe Bagas had feelings for me. It's a little difficult to prove, because it's not possible I directly nanya to him, because,

"Gas, said Amel, do you like me, really?" It's impossible, if he answered,

"Yes, I love you, you're so fucking bucin." After that I have to how, will not be awward us later. Or he just answered gini,

"Huh? Sopo kowe, what a big one!" Well, maybe the pain is not how much but the shame will be for life.

So in order to maintain my pride and honor, I decided not to ask questions and convinced myself that Amel had said nonsense yesterday.

After spending 2 large-sized juices and a box of pizza, we finally paid our respects. Hm. let's go there just want to eat and drink. The food runs out, just wants to go home, not polite right? But not the same thing hehe...

Be now we're in the car. Amel occasionally glanced at me, like it wasn't good. But I let it go, wis already stuck me. Masa', a clearly healthy person freshly fit, he said sick. Especially in addition to the spice of the story that seems to be Bagas so sadboy. Ish.. want me to get the actual head of it, let his brain back to where it was.

"Kan, you must be thinking that I'm boasting a lot and bullshit." he said opening his mouth at last.

"That you know!" Reply sewot.

"I'm sorry, I played to my own conclusions when I stole Ican's talk on the phone. When I heard the words leave and pain, I thought Bagas took a leave of absence because of illness."

"Eat him, confirm everything first. You are the habit of grusa-grusu! Where to make up everything, mostly watching dramas?"

"Eh but ciyus. Bagas had liked you too, I did not lie. But don't know now, have moved on or not.."

I rolled my eyes, it's gone bad with her talk. And it looks like Amel knows that I don't want to hear it anymore.

At that time the road was quite crowded, understandably because it coincided with the hours of returning to work. It feels like to quickly until when the streets have snared like this.

"Can't..." Amel patted my shoulder and pointed outwards. I followed the direction he pointed.

"That's your husband's car, right?" Ask again, I was watching the car he pointed at earlier. That's right, it's a Mas Dipta car. The car was in the opposite direction to us, and was walking slowly as it turned towards a famous hotel.

"Maybe it's a meeting, she could've had a meeting with her colleagues at the hotel restaurant." My answer.

"Ooh, but it's office hours. Can you still meet?"

"Yes still, sometimes they discuss work until night."

Actually, I replied that I am also amusing myself. I hope what I told Amel was true.

We got to campus, and I just dropped Amel who wanted to take the bike. I immediately returned my car to go home, hoping to get home later Mas Dipta was already at home.

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But apparently not, even when I finished cooking the shells according to his request, finished bathing and doing the maghrib prayer there was no sign of his arrival.

I decided to wait for his return in the living room while doing some college assignments.

Until I heard Adzan isya' reverberate he was not seen. There's a notification coming in on my phone. I immediately grabbed him, probably from Mas Dipta who gave the news that he came home late.

Disappointment rests in my heart, not from Mas Dipta, but from Bagas, he said,

'Thanks, I was on nengokin. I thought you guys wouldn't remember me anymore.'

Busyeeeng he mah, in my opinion our friendship as soon as it.'

'No, we're bestie.' Answer me

'Hehe thankfully. What are you again, Kan? Your husband doesn't get angry, you're talking to another guy?'

And we continued to send messages. Until it did not feel the time was 10 pm, the severity of Mas Dipta had not returned home and there was no news.

I tried to call him but there was no answer from him. It was in my head, was Mas Dipta still at the hotel that afternoon. My mind was gone and not calm, I was determined to follow there even though the opportunity to meet him was very small.

When I was still confused, wanted to go alone or ask Amel to accompany me. Just then, a message from Bagas came in. And without thinking long I called him, I asked him to accompany me but I did not say will follow Mas Dipta. He seemed excited to support her, and promised to come in 20 minutes.

As promised, Bagas came 20 minutes later. She with her cool looks came up to me and opened the car door for me. Hadeeh. Our appearance is like a young master and his servant.

"How many minutes do you think you're taking me to hotel H?" I asked when we were in the car.

"Huh? To ho.. hotel?" He stuttered into his name.

"Yes, I have to get there as soon as possible but I'm safe." My answer, not funny will also be he origin speeding without regard to safety.

"Oh okay. Give me 15 minutes! I know a shortcut to get there faster."

"Okay deal.." I replied as if we were transacting. I put my seat belt on and held hands in the car cabin.

And wuusshh.