BRONDY CHARM (Trendy Leaning)

CHAPTER 19: FEELING GUILTY

The drama about getting only one room by Desti is over. Apparently it's true, it's just Desti's wits. Looking for an opportunity to stay close to Dirga for longer. His target man even since Dirga just entered his Team Work. Only Dirga's taste is not the Desti of a single girl, but rather the wife of a person who for her is more challenging.

Effort Nunuk wanted to get closer to Dirga failed that night, because Nia's daughter the bride-to-be also came following with her future husband. To give the concept with detail on Desti and Dirga. There is no way Nunuk can lock Dirga in one of the Villanya rooms.

Different story with a secret couple, Mutia and Dirga. Those who turned out to have a way and time to be able to chat longer. In a state of a troubled heart. Fear of kissing and being caught by other crazy couples. They are exactly a backstreet couple, who must be smart to trick people around. In order not to be caught. Wh-wh-what for? Just to delay the others know, if now Mutia has become a naughty wife. Unfortunately, the relationship that is lived on top of anxiety, and unsettling it actually spur adrenaline. And forget, the world is not just the two of them.

A few days later.

“Mama Rara ..” that urgent call Pras on Mutia. Mama Ra-Ra, Radit and Raisa.

“Iya mas ... What's the matter?” Mutia was making their bed, while Pras was pecking himself in front of the mirror, before leaving for the office.

“Beautiful it has a brother who has a business in the field of beauty salons. But she will move on following her husband. You want to be the Owner of the Beautiful Brother's beauty salon?” Hah .. there was a wind what Pras suddenly asked Mutia to become an Owner of a Beauty Salon.

“Gimana ..?” Mutia did not have much capital to respond to what Pras said.

“Our kids don't need as much of your care as they used to. You must also be bored with the routine as a Housewife. Also, you are a scholar. I thought you would be able to manage that Salon.” Pras continued that morning was quite talkative.

“Mas want me to work outdoors?” Mutia had to make sure first of this lukewarm offer.

“Don't consider it a job to be a burden. I just offer, maybe you are bored all day at home.” Repeated with a sentence similar to the one he had said before.

“Kalo I don't want ..?” ask Mutia.

“Salon I have bought because brother Indah need money for the cost of his move. And if you are not willing to manage it, I will find someone who will manage it. But, still. The salon will use your name.” He said as he passed towards the dining table, about to have breakfast.

Suddenly, Mutia felt guilty. What he had done behind Pras with Dirga. Mutia who had shared her heart for the ketceh brondong, from a Pras who seemed to not love her. But do not try to love him continuously. Mutia had to revise her feelings for Dirga. Pras is too good to be hurt.

“Okay mas, I tried to manage the Salon that Mas bought for me. Thank you.” Mutia hugged Pras from behind, as her husband was about to start feeding her first rice. Looking towards the wife who was hugging him, then landed her lips on Mutia's smooth cheeks. It falls into the romantic category for both.

“Pak .. does buk Mutia never get angry, If now you rarely go home on time?” tanya Indah one day on Pras.

“Hem .. no, maybe” The answer is ambiguous.

“Why possible. It should be Sir.” Cecar Beautiful.

“Suami Lovely just like before we often overtime suddenly. That's why I'm more often on the shuttle.” It was beautiful to choose to be honest with Pras. Because sometimes Andro her husband, can be suspicious of the schedule that is often changed by Pras, and not once the name Pras became the trigger for their quarrel. Because her husband was jealous of the new CEO.

However, for the business of conveying the delay Pras went home still Indah held him, because Warto was not willing to chat with his new boss' wife. Be, Indah who always gave any news to Mutia, after getting information from Warto.

“One more problem Sir.” Beautiful Continue.

“What's up?”

“My sister Jelita will move on and start her new life with her husband. Here he has a business that is engaged in the field of beauty. He has a salon. Are you not interested in buying it? Because my sister needs capital to pioneer a new business in her new place later.” It turned out that the Beautiful type was like Mutia, had to be more active in explaining something to Pras.

“Who will manage, if I buy?" That was Pras' answer.

“Ya times .. I want to buy it for mom. Not bad father's wife so have busyness, in addition to taking care of the children.” Beautiful answer that was not directly answered by Pras at that time.

In his own time, Pras spent time in his office rooftop. While enjoying some tobacco stems that have been rolled leaves. With black coffee. He seemed to be thinking something serious.

“Mutiara used to be an employee who had interned at one of the companies. But did not have time to rise to the status of a permanent employee, because I hurriedly accepted my application. Who then drowned in her activities as a housewife. Pearl managed to become the best wife and perfect mother for Radit and Raisa. But I never asked him if he wasn't tired of that rhythm - that's it.” Thought in the heart.

And the Reverie was scattered. When Berto his old friend came to see him, and immediately directed to the place where he is now.

“How are you?” Pras' forehead frowned slightly at the arrival of his best friend.

“Good news, just a little miss to a friend who has finally reached the post of his dreams.” It was Berto who immediately grabbed a cigarette on the table not far from his sitting position.

“Sorry .. did not have time to come to our reunion.” Pras tau, surely this friend wants to protest to his alfaan at their small reunion. Although Pras has always been a stone between them, but without his presence, they still feel less if Pras can not attend.

“Don't be too busy with work. The department is just a deposit. Keep taking the time to just maintain friendships so that we still think of you as a friend.” Berto patted Pras on the shoulder to remind him.

“Huum thank you.” Answer without a fight.

“How is your family doing?”

“My wife .. that you always wanted to know it must be Pearl.” Pras laughed a little cynically. He knew Berto always liked to ask about pearls. Because he always keeps memories, how they managed to be and get married. For Berto it was an amazing action, and according to his prediction no woman can last long, if Pras always in a firm and silent mode.

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