Extraordinary Husband (The Awesome Husband)

Rubbish

The wound on his hand had been healed. However, the rest of the glass shards were still scattered. Similarly, the contents of the P3K box are still scattered. A message notification goes to his phone.

Right, it's from Simon, asking for remittances to buy a new car. Rangga closed his eyes for a moment, too exhausting for him. However, the pain in his heart had not faded as well.

"After Suki feels the loss, the tightness in my chest will disappear?" his mutter asked himself, still staring at the ceiling of the room.

Until his fingers were raised, he was always alone in treating his wounds. His life motivation might just be revenge. Until his eyes shifted, he stared at the balcony.

Slowly began to rise up to feel the cold wind in the morning.

His gaze shifted, clenching his forehead, staring at Gilang, sitting alone in the garden area trying to contact someone.

To lose? Perhaps that was what the young man who had so much admiration for his father would feel. Is a loss worth it to him?

Rangga was speechless, staring at the only person who appreciated his presence as an adopted child 21 years ago. The young man, coming out of his room, walked to see Gilang.

***

His steps came to a halt, staring at someone he thought was a little sister, now grown up. Slowly walk back to him doubtfully ...

"You want a soda?" Rangga smiled, who was carrying two cans of soda, to start the conversation.

"Thank you, this is from your own money, right? Not from the kitchen fridge?" tanya Gilang wants to withdraw the word thank you, if what Rangga gave came from his own home.

Rangga chuckled, walking sitting on a long park bench beside Gilang. "Tomy, give me my first payday today, his pay is given weekly..."

"Owh..." Glad to drink a can of soda in his grasp without guilt.

"Basic.." His habit as a Kenzo did not disappear, embracing Gilang's shoulders, after ruffling his hair.

Glazed stupefied, sighing rudely smiling, somehow it feels quite familiar with the figure of Rangga. Just a comfortable feeling like a sister.

"Your name is Gilang, isn't it? Why are you here alone?" asked Rangga to shake his forehead.

"I just finished talking about the company with my cousin's uncle and sister,"

Gilang chuckled, staring at Rangga."I don't know why, I feel grateful that the company is having problems. At least our families no longer fight each other looking for weakness and dropping. Just trying to work together to solve the problem,"

"I'm stupid, right?" continued.

Rangga nodded, smiling, "Stupid and too naive. But it makes me jealous of your way of thinking. Then what makes you hold your phone anxiously?"

"My friend, he just moved out of town. But the phone number he gave could not be reached." replied Gilang, still sighing, drinking a mouthful of soda.

"He doesn't want to see you or be in contact with you anymore. That's why..." Rangga let out a rough breath.

"Stomachy, impossible.." Gilang's words interrupted.

"The woman at your girlfriend's dinner table, right?" rangga asked, answered with a nod by Gilang.

"Is your best friend a woman?" ask Rangga again.

"Yes, she is a woman, but our relationship is only a friend." replied Gilang.

Rangga let out a rough sigh, staring towards the stars scattered in the sky."A person tends to avoid waiting for something that is definitely not achievable. Don't want to be in pain for too long..."

"I understand your best friend's feelings." she continued.

Understand? Perhaps yes, it was too painful for him for 8 years to pursue Suki's affection which never considered him a grandchild, even a part of the family.

"meaning?" He nodded his forehead, not understanding.

"He wanted to have you, but already knew about your lover, until he decided to give up and leave. In order not to feel the pain of seeing you together." replied Rangga, again sighing.

"Don't joke fat is impossible." Gilang's words interrupted.

"Liking? You are crazy, right!? She is not beautiful at all!! We've been friends for two years, just regular friends!!" snapped Gilang, don't accept.

"I like her, a woman like that, maybe I'll like her..." Rangga smiled again, looking up at the stars.

"You're not wrong, are you? He was fat and.." Gilang's words for the umpteenth time were cut off.

"Waiting for someone to look at him for two years requires some crazy patience. Seeing, a pair of people make out every day, steadfastly crying in the corner..."

Rangga's laughter sounded louder, "I want the company of such a person. It must be nice to always bother him,"

Gladly clenched his hands, an unconscious jealousy? Maybe that's the feeling right now. "Fatty, won't want to be with you!! He's my best friend!!" he snapped, walking away like a sulking little boy.

Rangga was still speechless staring towards the stars, "That boy (Gilang), was even luckier than me. Throw people clinging to him for two years, without caring about being hurt. If such a person were in my life, I would lock him up." he muttered with a small laugh.

***

The scantily dressed woman, walking down the stairs, carrying a glass of milk. Especially the trick today? Leon is not home, it's time to test the middle-aged man's son's abilities.

Milk mixed with aphrodisiac (gair*h enhancer). Walk with thin face makeup, skimpy clothes are tempting. It can make the cold heat of any man who is nearby.

Until the figure of the plain young man with a spicy mouth was seen. Slowly Keyla walked up to him, "Care, you haven't slept? I happen to make a glass of milk, you want?" tanyakanya.

The young man was still upset grumbling, grabbing it, without drinking it,"Rangga said he would like the fat one. Is he crazy!? They can't be together." he said, as if imagining the two people were really together.

"Quiet, drink first?" Keyla tried to be patient.

Gilang put his lips close to the glass, Keyla's eyes were rounded hoping the young man would drink it.

"Can't!! Fat too naive, Rangga's face like a play boy..." He lowered the glass of milk he wanted to drink.

"They don't know each other, Rangga just the origin of the talk. Better to drink milk, after that sleep huh!?" Keyla again tried to make Gilang drink his milk.

The young man, again raising a glass, was about to drink some milk. "I can't let them meet." he said, lowering the glass that was about to touch his lips.

Keyla tried to smile, wanting the woman to taste the mouth of her lover, with a glass of milk. Bringing her to bed, so that Leon has no other choice but to let his son become the husband of a Keyla.

"Drink milk and go to sleep..." Keyla gave a rough sigh.

Gilang's hand was raised again to drink a glass of milk in his hand. Either the luck of the child is good, or the deceased mother is still protecting him.

Suddenly Rangga's hand appeared, grabbing the milk in Gilang's hand then drinking it to the toilet. "Sleep!! Go back to your room!!" he said to Gilang.

"And you, I will make calculations with you!!" Rangga stared intently at Keyla, immediately rising quickly to the second floor.

Keyla was stunned in silence, staring at Gilang according to his return to his room.

"This house is full of handsome men, but almost all of them are blind, unable to see my beauty. The only one who is not blind, even his father's favorite child." murmured, cursed his bad luck.

***

While on the second floor, Rangga soaked cold water in a bathtub. While drinking lots of water.

"Fucking woman!!" objurgation.

Seriate

...Trash for us, sometimes it is a priceless treasure for others......

...Appreciate what you have now, quickly realize how valuable the thing you are ignoring is......

...Before others take, then love and appreciate it more......

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