Charm Duda Ganteng But Jutek

Chapter 21

Amara POV

Ever since Alby drove me home, I haven't contacted him at all. Wh why?

I'm making sure what I feel is wrong.

How could I possibly easily drop my heart on a man I just met.

Okay, he's good-looking. I admit her face is perfect. And I think he's also a good Muslim.

But why does he seem to make a high fortress to approach? Is it because she loves Bia so much?

But..didn't his wife die after giving birth to Nabil?

My brain doesn't think that far. I still insist on rejecting the feeling that was on my chest.

Maybe.this is just a sense of admiration for a man. Her feelings were also different, unlike me desperately chasing the love of a Febri.

That day, Febri introduces Bia as his wife when there is an official event at the office. Many looked at me pitying, but I only showed a smile as much as I could.

I'm not Febri's girlfriend! Febri never accepted my feelings. And his fools I still faithfully wait and wait.

Until finally.my wait is over when Bia is present in Febri's life. I'm not gonna blame Bia. Maybe it was all fate like this.

That afternoon, I found out that Dimas had just returned to this office after serving in Tuban. Even SK came back down for me.

I was transferred to the xxxx battalion with Febri, Seto and Dimas. Either way, the three guys are like upil, ipil, and Ipul. It's always a coincidence they're on duty in the same place. Only, Febri who incidentally ranks higher than us, of course becomes our superior.

"Lettu Dimas!", I said.

"Lettu Amara? How are you?", he cheered me on. The three guys are so brave. In a sense, visually handsome. The face and body that supports it is also one of the three points of excess.

Don't forget, it's common knowledge if they're friends.

"good. Just to this day?"

"Religious. Came yesterday, but stopped by Febri's house first. Pinjem Febri car in tuker motor. You know, last night I drove my girl home."

"Oh.yes! Betewe..cool ya can macarin his son Mr. Jend!"

Dimas smiled stiffly. Between the shame of admitting or even the inferior times.

"Can it!"

"Yes, it's lunchtime. Want to eat together?"

Dimas took a little nimang. And then he answered.

"Come on! Febri is the same Bia. I will not want to eat together. Seto also still have the same admin business."

"Where are you eating this?"

"On the road ahead of Ra!"

I walked with Dimas to the street vendor.

(Ketoprak two. Many bean sprouts!)

"Who are you!", said the ketoprak kang.

"Doyan right?" asked Dimas to me. I'm nodding. I am not a picky eater. I am free to eat anything. In training I once ate a snake. Wleeekkk ..kalo again there is good food rich in gini, do not want to shadow when eating the food.

This time Dimas bought me a meal. He told me again happy because he had just arrived in Jakarta even his lover was at the house of Febri.

"So, my boyfriend's brother used to love Bia. It's almost the same Febri."

"Oh yeah? Lo's sister means Jend Galang dong's son?"

"Yes, doctor Sakti. But thank God he's married, to my ex hehhehe!"

I round my eyes in disbelief if I say that casually and look calm.

"Former Lo works at that resto?"

"Hum!"

"This crazy mah. You're gonna be in the same ex-lo's name?"

"Well!", asked Dimas, raising his shoulders.

"Kalo that...You know Alby's dong too?"

Dimas turned to me while furrowing his brows.

"Lo know Alby?"

"Know that. Bokap has a partnership with his company. That's it anyway!'

Dimas breathed.

"Alby, Bia's ex-husband. Alby's married again the same late wife fit still be husband Bia."

"What's? She's polygamous?", I'm wondering.

"There's something I can't tell Lo. Anyway, Alby was also forced to marry his late wife."

"I mean?", I asked again. Dimas stared at me.

"Lo likes Alby?", shoot Dimas.

"Huh? Lah ga. Not very familiar either. He's really jutek. Especially the same girl. Same with the friendly guy clients."

Dimas was silent for a moment.

"A lot of things that Alby experienced, maybe that makes him so jutek. To my knowledge, he's always friendly."

Okay, I trust you Dimas! Our lunch was over, Dimas headed to the mosque while I prepared to return to my room.