Dusk In Eye Pelupuk

Detective is heartbroken.

The wind blew fiercely, hugging the skinny body of a long decomposed woman by the beach. His co-spokesman looked cold, but not a single bit of the woman intended to get out of place.

"Didn't you feel cold?, asked Kirana, the girl folded both hands on her chest, and she said, trying to find warmth among the cold of a windy morning on the beach.Hati menggelos when his speech back did not get a welcome, it was not just the wind that brought cold air, but the wind that brought cold air, the woman before him also spread a cold aura that increasingly bit the body.

He repeatedly opened the conversation, and many times he was ignored. There was no other way, as usual with a whining tone like a child, Kirana shook Jena's hand with all her might "Until when are you going to ignore me??? I'm still your editor!".

That flat face looked at Kirana "I've sent you the last script? what else do you expect?".

Kirana's eyes rounded "Last Naskah? is your novel going to end?".

"That's the only way our cooperation ends".

"Jena____do you hate me so much?".

"No".

"Why do you want to stay away from me?".

"I don't like being close to a sycophant".

Kirana's little heart grimaced, but considering what she had done, she deserved those scathing words.

"Tell me how much the God family pays you?".

There was doubt on Kirana's face.

Jena again attacked Kirana "Are you also paid not to talk to me about it?".

At once Kirana shook her head "No, Jena!".

"Want?!".

"Mrs Jelita gave me 5 million rupiah in cash", she said slowly.

The voice fused together with the wind that blew fiercely, Jena felt unsure of what she heard.

"Huh??, try to repeat again!".

All the fingers of his left hand point to Jena "Five million", he said again.

Can be seen from the look on Jena's face, the woman shook her head in disbelief.

"It's a work I do day and night, why don't you sell your life to them? it's possible that you'll get over 5 million!", he jolted annoyed.

"Sorry Jena!! I've returned the money".

Jena threw away "In addition to sorry, what can you say? my ears want to laugh at your apology, it's ridiculous Kirana!".

"I'm khilaf, I'm aware of the mistake", Kirana's little face was bent.

Although often said spicy, still tucked a little sorry for Kirana. But it is not easy to get an apology from a Jena, he also gave a little lesson to Kirana.

"I'm hungry, want to eat spicy sour squid at the island's tip resort".

"I'll buy that squid for you", the girls' eyes sparkled happily.

"I want iced coffee too".

"Will I get you some iced coffee from which cafe???".

"Cafe opposite Will's publisher".

"Alright", he exclaimed happily.

"But, I want the two foods to arrive in front of me refreshed. Hot sweet sour squid, and cold iced coffee. Not heated or cooled!".

Hearing that, Kirana fell silent. How he should run left and right at the same time.

"Betci___".

"I'm sleepy, wake me up when you get the dish" regardless of what Kirana says, Jena leaves the girl by the beach.

"Jena~~~~", her lips quivering withstanding the cold, yet Jena did not once turn to him.

Not perfect yet the cold woman's back disappeared, the device in Kirana's pocket rang. The head leader delivered a news that made him want to dig sand and just immerse himself there.

"Tell Jena, tomorrow night she has to attend a famous writer's award show. He was included in the list of the best writers of the year, his presence is very expected to receive the trophy directly win it".

So long Jena bears the status of a writer, not once was she present in every invitation. Often, Kiran is present as a representative of the achievements he has achieved in the world of writing novels. The request of the headmaster is very unlikely Kirana granted, especially with her relationship and Jena getting thinner after the problems she caused herself.

"Oh my God, can you melt that frozen heart for a moment? can you open the door of the cold woman's heart to attend the awards night??", expectantly, Kirana stared at the blue sky that morning.

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The Abdillah family residence.

Arabella tried to comfort the grieving son. But Agam is not a weak man, when the mother offers a variety of dishes for him, he asks what the mother wants to eat.

"You here, mommy wants to cook something for you, why are you asking her back".

A smile spread across Agam's face, but a mother's eyes would not be deceived, there was sadness behind that sweet smile.

"Game will eat whatever you cook".

Arabella took a breath, her chest felt tight to look at her son just trying hard in front of him.

"What if we just eat out? mother remembered the cuisine at the restaurant near the father's office, we can have lunch together too right".

The smile again expands, while nodding, Agam shows off his two dimples to mother.

Then, the woman pinched the two cheeks squash "My son Agam, forgive the mother who had rejected your dream woman son", he switched to gently rubbing the head of Agam.

Agam pulled Arabella fingers gently "Mother is innocent, although very wanted Jena, if we are not a match Agam can what?, the love came from the creator, the creator, Agam only hopes that he will dampen this love so that Agam's heart returns to calm and peace".

"Mi'mi'n Allah".

It had been a few days that Agam was not present at the counter, his two best friends were quite understanding. The news of Rio's proposal has certainly also reached them. Often exchanging messages, at least they know that Agam is fine.

"Lantas, what's Jena's answer?".

Gibran shook his head "Okay, my father didn't tell me, he left immediately after Jena's sister threw him out without a word".

"Do you think their marriage will take place?".

Gibran looked at Angga "You know how my parents behaved to brother Jena".

"Hem, I understand", Angga said.

"Do I need to donate a song at their wedding?", he continued.

"Given Jena's refusal, do you have the guts to sing at that loveless wedding??".

"Hehehe, it looks like I should keep this melodious voice. I'm not sure I'll survive Jena's rampage".

Gibran gave a thumbs up to Angga "At least you still love your life".

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Entering the elevator while shaking hands with the man of love, Tiara did not bother to look at the eyes that witnessed their intimacy. After all, this hotel was quite far from their scope, Tiara was very confident that their movements would not grab attention.

"What do you want to eat, baby?".

"Do you want spaghetti? you really like that dish, don't you?", continued the man.

"No, did you forget I haven't liked that dish since I was pregnant".

Jemari the man plays Tiara's stray hair "Sorry, I sometimes forget that. You know, playing with cats is fun, but it's also exhausting".

"No matter what, dear, I understand your divided mind for myself and your wife" he whispered.

The man whispered, "Are you jealous?".

"What should make me jealous, while you can leave that woman to accompany me" he said, winking.

Unable to speak anymore, the man could only laugh. Tiara understands her very well, as well as their relationship. What power, his heart caught in greed. Having a wife who is so beautiful, meek, also very considerate. Tiara, though not as good at cooking as his wife at home, is his first love. Long before he met his wife, he had longed for Tiara, as well as Tiara. Because he likes and understands each other, he also understands the status of Tiara as a wife of people, as well as Tiara who understands her status as a husband of people.

And that's how their forbidden story happened, on the basis of mutual love, on the basis of mutual understanding, they combined love behind their partner.

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That afternoon, with his father and mother, Agam felt like a child again. Both of his parents were very indulgent at the dinner table, although many other customers Akhtar did not hesitate to feed the son.

"Dad, it was not Agam's intention to refuse the father's bribe. It's just that, Agam has grown up to accept the father's bribe", he said holding a chalice.

Akhtar swung the bribe in front of Agam's face "Is a manhood a reason to reject father's good intentions?".

"It's not so dad" said Agam. While Arabella was already laughing amusedly at the behavior of her two men.

"In addition, would not the atmosphere be sweeter if this bribe addressed to the mother", down there, Agam tugging at the robe wearing Arabella, hoping for the help of the mother from the sweet treatment of the father.

"Aaaaaa", Arabella opened her mouth "Let's make a confused father, feed a beautiful mother or a handsome Agam".

The middle-aged man laughed, "Hahaha of course I have to turn to this beauty", he said, which immediately made Arabella open her mouth again.

"Look at me, when you chew food you look sweet".

"Of course, she's dad's prettiest angel".

"Only father's?", protested Agam.

Akhtar hesitated a little, considering the broken heart, should he continue to serve the babble of the son about the angel of his heart.

Doubt on Akhtar's face was caught clear, not wanting to spoil the atmosphere, Agam again uttered the words "Dad! what's with that face. Forget the sorrow that has passed, look! Agam is fine".

"Really?", asked the father "If that's true then the father can only pray that the angel of your heart is the woman of Sholehah son".

"Amiin", Agam and Arabella confirm.

The little family returned. Agam also breathed a sigh of relief, if the glass can be broken, the look of the face must still be beautiful. That is what Agam is doing in front of his father and his mother. Joy again adorned him, until both parents were sure that the child was fine.

While enjoying time with family, the young man's focus was on someone. It was the second time he had found the man in such an unusual place.

First he sees her while waiting for Jena at Will's publisher, while the man's scope is spelled out far from the area. Ah, maybe he was spending some free time with his wife, Agam thought at the time, even though the woman who was then vaguely seen was not his wife. The second time, Agam was flabbergasted when the woman he had once believed was the wife of the man, turned out to be another woman!!!.

"Dad, mother, Agam excuse me for a moment" he said in a hurry.

"Where are you going?", Arabella asked.

"There is an urgent matter", while rubbing the stomach. Both of his parents thought he was going to the toilet.

Like a ninja, Agam suddenly became a spy who darted here and there without realizing the target.

The man he knew walked out of the restaurant. Hugged the waist of the woman beside him very tightly.

"Astaghfirullah, it's very clear that woman is not Ane's aunt!".

To be continued...

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