Happy Fajarini

Episode 13's

Rainy season. Drizzle starts the dark of the night. Moisten the earth gently to then spill it dustily. So too with love. Just come to touch the heart until then excited fear of loss. These lips keep smiling. Look at the skyscrapers that shine in the darkness of the night without hesitation.

I glanced at my wrist. Tonight is late enough. But I'm still stuck in traffic. I shouldn't have been outside. I can already imagine about Mas Kukuh waiting for me in the apartment.

An hour later I was stuck in traffic. I repeatedly heard the breath of the taxi driver as a result of this traffic jam. I-i know. Surely he really misses his family after a day of searching for change along the way. I repeatedly tried to comfort the middle-aged driver by talking to him.

"It's up to the address yes, Ma'am." The driver smiled broadly at me through the glass hanging above. I nodded while returning that smile and took out a few pieces of money.

"The return is for you. Thank you for driving me. Excuse me." That old and tired face looked very enthusiastic. Repeatedly saying thank you.

I continued to walk down the corridor quickly. No matter what your body is tired. I need to get to the apartment. It is certain that there is a man waiting for my arrival. My body is suddenly nerveous. How not? Mas Kukuh is now looking at me flatly.

glegs

"Mas-"

"Sukma ngundang you're as tough to doble date tomorrow night."

"Tomorrow?" ask me with a wave tone. I became like an idiot. And when Mas Kukuh glanced at my finger. Quickly I hid it. My breath was going up and down rough. But Kukuh did not take his eyes off. "I'll go to the room first, Mom." I immediately ran without daring to look at him again.

"Don't forget about your status, be happy!" it made my ears ring.

Today is a very happy day for me. But today also I became a woman who disbelieved or could be a betrayal. On the one hand I'm happy because of the application of Hardcore. On the other hand I should be prepared to face the shock after this. Not to mention the Bang Teguh threats that terrorized me even more. But I'm not much afraid of Bang Teguh, because he will not be messy anymore given the condition of Rigid which is getting worse and worse. It's hard to turn her hate into pity.

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I am back in my profession. I never thought I'd be a radio announcer. Although it sounds trivial, but not everyone can be occupied this position.

"Forges?" tanya Tegar broke my daydream.

"No, for today. Cloudy." I replied.

"OKAY. How about shopping? For Ra's clothes later malem."

"No, Toy. The clothes you used to buy are still there. I haven't even used it at all. Confused what to make. Hehe."

"Yes already. Malem is going to be made, Ra." Stiffly clasped my hand and then kissed it. I saw that smile on my lips never fade. A smile that adorns my days beautifully. I love Tegar very and very much.

Light replaced the dark. Flickering lights started to light up gracefully without blinking. Heeding the night world is so graceful. Tonight is a night that goes into young memory. Four God-loving people sit at the same table. Joking with each other, not infrequently Sukma also teases Mas Kukuh. The always cheerful face is now increasingly radiated. The woman loved by Mas Kukuh earnestly and the woman who always radiates her joyous side. To me, Sukma is the perfect woman. And should get perfect love too.

"Eh, Ra. You know that Sora was our first college student. He is married today. Not really expecting, right? He was a tomboy first." The soul of Sukma gossip started to come out.

"Oh yeah? Nice dong then. It's your turn dong. When's halal?" I joke while I joke. At the same time, Mas Kukuh choked on his own drink. I cringed in wonder. I don't think there's anything wrong with my words. But does he think my words are exaggerated? Mabe.

"What the hell, Ra. Yes, obviously I'm the same as Steady for marriage. But we're not in a hurry. Isn't that right, Mas?" Sukma held the hand of Mas Kukuh with a friendly. Mas Kukuh just nodded while rubbing Sukma's head with a friendly.

"I'm sorry. I'm just kidding."

"Well, when are you the same?" ask Sukma who made me tick.

"soon. Look at this," Tegar replied as he showed me the ring on my ring finger. I'm tickling more and more. I cringe to myself as I feel the gripping aura here.

"Wooow. Seriously? Oh my goodness, congratulations to you both. I am very sad. Mas, say congratulations to them dong. Even just diem."

"Congratulations, yes" said Mas Kukuh. I nodded along with Tegar who thanked me. I'm starting to feel uncomfortable being here. There was a glance that from earlier seemed to be targeting me. The double date event that was supposed to be romantic, even felt terrible to me. But I try to relax.

"Don't you really go home with Steady, Ra?" tanya Tegar. But I know that the question asked over and over again means that a Hardcore withholds jealousy.

"You're calm, Toy. Ra's apartment is the same as Mas Kukuh on the side. It's too bad if you still want to nganterin Ra."

"That's right, Gar. Papa did not come home with them. Don't be jealous of dong. You don't believe in Ra" said Sukma.

Finally Tegar assented without refuting again. Now I'm in the passenger seat of Mas Kukuh's car. Not a word came out of our mouths. I don't know. Seen from earlier his face was red and repeatedly hit the steering wheel. I swallowed my saliva rough. Even up to the basement, Mas Kukuh kept me quiet.

"Lake in!" command me. He asked me to enter his apartment. My hunch is starting to get bad. The atmosphere is so gripping.