Dusk In Eye Pelupuk

Love doesn't have to be together

Meniti's career that was originally just to fulfill the wishes of director Han, in fact now Gibran began to enjoy the routine as an artist, without the slightest coercion. Whether just because of obligations, or indeed because he likes this job, Gibran continues to receive advertising offers that arrive. And Angga, this man who became an impromptu co-worker started to take a step back.

"Come on, I'm comfortable working with you!."

Angga put Gibran's coffee on the table, right next to his best friend was sitting. In front of them the staff were doing their duty, preparing the filming equipment they would go through today.

Grabbing a whey protein dairy product"This isn't my world, Gibran. I'm more comfortable keeping our counters, instead of working in entertainment like this," he replied without looking directly at Gibran, apparently reading the packaging more interesting than looking at his best friend's face.

Feeling neglected, Gibran snatched the packaging from Angga's hand"I can give you a lot of this product, at least look at my face when I speak."

Angga folds both hands in the chest"If you were a woman, I'd have done that a long time ago."

"Aish!! you here," putting that thing on his desk, Gibran again shook himself to the chair he was sitting in"If it's a woman's problem, you can pick one of them," his eyes glared at the group of female staff in another corner, several times Gibran heard them talking about Angga today.

"It is with pleasure that I will accept your gift" the smile of an Angga expands, making his eyes shape like a crescent moon"But I have no intention of approaching them. I just want to live the life I used to, Gibran."

Bending both legs on his chair, Gibran also placed one of his arms as his head support, he now looked at Angga who was still standing next to him"Did you forget, I was forced by director Han to become an artist, and I have always rejected that. But after I plunged into this world, it turned out that I liked it."

"That's you, I don't."

"Ck! it's just a matter of time. Besides you're not the main character here, you're just my manager, oh no! it would be more comfortable if the position was not held. You're just a best friend who will always take care of everything with me in this world of entertainment."

"No!," Angga remained in his stance.

"You'll always get what I get, in addition to earning more from keeping the counter, you'll also get all the products I advertise."

Angga glanced at the staff who gave the cue that everything was ready"No need! take off your jacket! now that you're working, it's my turn to sit in this chair."

Well, this time Gibran did not want to continue persuading Angga to be willing to become a legitimate partner. But just look, he won't let go of Angga just like that"OK," he said as he removed the large jacket that covered his body.

Really, Gibran's muscular body makes it more and more worthy of being the star of this one product advertisement. And before starting filming, her body must be smeared with oil, owh!!! a female staff willingly came forward to perform the task.

While Angga, staring at their interactions carefully, did not expect his friend to be the idol of many women. In addition to a handsome face, his good body is also the attraction of a Gibran. Suddenly Angga again grabbed the packaging of protein fitness products, and spontaneously his hand held the abdominal area. Yup!! not only Gibran has a good body, he is the same. It's just that he very rarely shows the muscles in his body, especially the abdominal muscles that always hide behind his loose T-shirt.

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...#flashback#...

Agam turned around with his hands clasped tightly to his wife's fingers. Intending to give the gift that will be given to Jena for sasa, who was left in the car, Agam actually heard useless babbling from friends during the school wife. Especially when it comes to Gods, his heart immediately heated up right then and there, all long gone but Gods are still shadows that are used as weapons to attack Jena.

And, the annoyance was getting more and more when the figure of the God was pecking at the mouth of the door. Agam's jaw suddenly hardened, initially the look of the eyes of God looked at his wife, but with small steps Agam protected Jena until finally the gaze of their eyes that met.

"Son, that's how you greet an older person."

Agam smiled sarcastically"Well? that means I'm younger and definitely more attractive than you."

Reluctant to serve Agam, the God stepped closer to Jena. But Agam quickly got in the way again"And this old man was so disrespectful! approaching another's woman without shame."

Jena crept tightly into Agam's fingers, the heat was starting to feel and Jena did not want Agam to fight"Come on, we'll go home soon."

Emotions in the heart of God peak because of the ravings of Agam, and increasingly become after hearing Jena calling Agam with the name mas! ow!! like that he called himself first.

Agam was about to return to protect the figure of Jena from the God behind his body, but Jena confidently resisted the actions of Agam"Sorry God, there is nothing we need to talk about."

"God? just Gods?."

"Wantas? what do you want to call it?."

"The connection has been destroyed, I really want you to still call me mas, mas Dewa."

Oh, my God, I feel like I'm gonna puke. God's face when talking to Jena, it's ridiculous"Everything's been destroyed, so don't expect everything to be left."

"Be quiet, boy!," hardened the God to Agam.

"Enough!," jolted Jena.

"God, you are the past, my way of life will fall apart if you keep looking back. And you should know, your life will continue to crumble if you still stare at the bottom of our broken household!."

"Even the rubble still means a lot to me, Jenaira," said the Lord, trying to get closer to Jena.

It was enough that Agam gave time and space for them to talk, the man still clasped his fingers tightly behind his body, while the other hand pulled the collar of the clothes God was wearing.

It made Jena panic, lucky Joy who had been watching them at the door immediately approached"God! wake yourself!."

"I'm not crazy! I'm so aware, Joy!," she said with reddened eyes.

"You're doing crazy things in consciousness! this can be reported to the police!!," exclaimed Joy again.

The police!! akhs! The gods hate that.

"Bro! let go, all can be discussed well. Remember that! Jena is pregnant" Joy told Agam. Joy's speech made Agam release the grip on the collar of the God's shirt.

"Well!! you're lucky that someone interceded with us," growled Agam staring intently at the God.

"Because pregnant?," the God on the sidelines let out a breath.

"Yes, and I hope you give up. The way of life is still long God, there are still many good women who are willing to love you."

The god held his head, the man crouched down, Jena's remark made his heart deeply hurt.

"Already, God. Jena was happy, she was pregnant too. Your attitude will endanger him. If you really love her you should be happy to see her happy."

"It's not all that easy, Joy," he said softly" I've tried, but I can't."

Facing the Gods was indeed very difficult, Agam immediately took Jena away from the man's presence.

To be continued...

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