He's Happy of Me He's Lukaku

Chapter 10: The New Friend

Rosalyn drove her motorcycle in the dark of the night, which was overshadowed by the glittering view of street lights and shops along the street. The night wind that hit that face felt real. The cold that enters the body through the skin, it is night.

Rosalyn continued to ride the bike casually and glided very professionally, although this was his first time carrying the bike. It turns out that he is not wrong, carrying a bike in the real world is the same as playing the Rising Star game.

"Where, Del. Not much different from a professional racer?" Ask Rosa in the middle of her journey.

"Lumayan, at least brother will not hit a tree that is standing alone." Adelia answered half-heartedly.

"Currently, this boy Adel. What's wrong with complimenting a little. You stingy boy, Klo stingy like that won't be able to mate you later." Rosa cursed Adel in my heart.

"Oh yeah, Del, where are we going? Time is not the goal, is it?"

"Not where are we going. I thought you knew because it wasn't anything from before." Adelia replied in a flat tone.

"Ohhhh.... Where do I know where we're going? You didn't say anything and didn't comment from earlier. Just sitting quietly from earlier. You think I'm a psychic who can read Aliens rich minds? You're Adel the rancid boy. Though he answered like that, but it felt very piercing. It destroyed my image as a soul that reflects the genius of this age." Rosalyn continues to babble in her mind, she does not accept Adel who from now just sit back without saying the goal.

"Hahahaha, Adelia's my new boyfriend. Where do I know where we're going. From home until now you just said klo we'd have fun using cross dressings, but you never told me where to go." Rosalyn answered, who kept trying to be patient with her mouth piercing Adelia. Afraid that he might be told to get off his bike and be left alone on the streets.

"Hemmmm, yes. It's just that I'm not talking klo not asked first. It was a waste of energy, that's it."

"Hahaha, does that matter now? Is it important that I ask first?"

"Hemmm, why did you keep babbling from earlier? We go to Banjartem street No.2 and the destination is tavern number 2 from the beginning enter the street."

"Well, that's good, I won't know, I won't waste energy either."Rosa thought again while remembering the way. Although she rarely goes out like this, but her brother never makes her a blind child map, Rosa will always be invited around the city of Jakarta around her if there is free time.

"OK, understood. Please, sir, who does not want to waste energy, sit comfortably. And once again, please hold on to the strong, because I'm going to drive the bike like a Pegasus that misses like a light. I wouldn't waste the opportunity given to me like this. Rarely can I carry a warrior motor as great as this." Rosa said excitedly.

"As for the big brother, as long as not to hit the tree later. Just information for brother, I still don't have a SIM. So you better be careful, don't let us end up at the police station."

The motor continues to drive down the streets in the midst of the hustle and bustle of the city at night. Pedestrians, dating couples, motorbikes and cars go on and on. Rosa walked down and swept the streets one by one, until she reached the path referred to by Adel.

Rosa parked her motorbike in the parking lot that had been provided. Rosa swept her gaze at everyone who entered the store entered by Rosa. Not yet had Rosa read the name of her shop she was first surprised by Adel.

"Woi, what a dumbass." Tegur Adel patted Rosa on the shoulder.

"Nature, surprised me. Del, you can't call the parents all right, don't play surprise that guy."

"So, you still call me Adel, Del anyway? We entered the arena for fun. Here my name is Leon, and it would be better if you spoke formally with me. And big brother, can't it use your own name now? We're cross dressing, we're not using our identity here." Adel tells Rosa about the meaning of having fun that he often does.

"What you're saying is true, if my name is.., name..., who is it?" Rosa tried to twist her brain hard. But no name came out of his head, his brain wheel certainly no longer working now, anyway usually Rosa is now asleep in the cradle of dreams.

"Why do you think names are so hard? Usually the idea flows like a rushing river water, why now the stalks are asking for forgiveness." Rosa cried in her heart.

"Sister, are you okay? Did you get his name yet? Long time think of his name? Just a pseudonym? Love carelessly, will not die either." Sarkas Adel sharply. This is Adel, there is no such thing as tolerance.

"Patience, think again. What's it really hunting for?"

"Allah, just love anything. Didi cake, Diki cake, what cake. Don't think too late."

"Yes yes, what's the patience?"

"Yes, hunted. When you want to stand outside mulu anyway?"

"This is a boy, hurry up. What's wrong with this shop?" Rosa wondered to herself. Rosa squinted her eyes, and tried to read the writing of her shop name from a distance. "Oh my god. A bar? This was serious just now? Adel, little boy, take me to the bar? The assesan he told me to think of a pseudonym."

Rosa threw her gaze at Rosa sharply. He does not believe klo Adel minors who should still be innocent that the playground is a bar. This is indeed a rebellious phase for a child, but also he should not raise the rebellion flag so high now. How will his future be? It ruined his future alley bright later.

Rosa looked at Adel with pity. He patted Adel on the shoulder. "Del, the world is cruel. Sometimes our families pay less attention to their children. But you shouldn't give up like this. Maybe your expectations are not appropriate and fail, it does not mean your future is destroyed. So let's just go home, okay? Don't give up on yourself, you know what you mean, right?"

"What the hell? Strange, you know?" Adel pulled Rosa's hand off her shoulder. "Expectation, failure, destruction, future. This brother is weird to know. My brother is sick." Adel put his hand on Rosa's forehead.

"No Adel, you're not sick, you're fine. You're bullied brother, we're going home now, huh? You shouldn't destroy your future because you rebelled with your family."

"Don't you think of his pseudonym? We're in now. And again, I'm not in a rebellion, okay?"

"Ehhhh, no yes. What is dong trus?"

"I didn't think of his nickname just yet, I told him inside, there was my friend, he was waiting inside. So, hurry up."

"OK, I'm understanding. So his pseudonym is Shaka." Rosa is entering serious mode. "Well, because Adel said it doesn't matter. We'll see the condition first. Ready Adel's acquaintance, after all it's not a big deal for me, a Taekwondo black belt holder."

"Hemm, ok Shaka. We're going in now."

As Rosa had expected. The bar is still the bar. It's just that the scale is still small with those abroad or who are in vain to see in Drakor or Dracin. The bartender who keeps making the Cocktail, also the waiter who passes from one table to another to deliver drinks. Young Mudi who dances with down sanity. They blend in with each other, no different. All of them let their sanity decline, and let their satisfaction demand a satisfying one.

For Rosa, this was her first sight. It turns out that the world is vast, and cruel. The world known to Rosa was only limited to family, legal business, and plain youth. All these are new sights for Rosa, the world she does not know turns out to be like this.

Adel led Rosa by pulling her hand. The person that Adel said he was, he wanted to introduce him to Rosa, his friend.

Adel stood up and swept a view across the corner. Finally he found his friend and immediately pulled Rosa to meet his friend. A man who sits while fiddling with his guitar. Colorful flickering disco lights are indeed very disturbing views. Rosa had trouble seeing with this light, it made her look careful.

"Well, it's Dian. We're there now." Adel said that drew Rosa's hand to the place where she was called Dian by Adel.

"Del, are you sure that's the guy?" Ask Rosa to doubt. He felt less sure, because his view was not clear. They may know the wrong person.

"Shaka, call me Leon. And I'm sure it's me, klo it's Dian." Adel answered in his slang formal language.

Risa gasped for a moment, she forgot that now she was neither Rosa nor Adelia. Now they are doing Cross Dressing, and have decided on their respective nicknames. "Alright Leon. You are absolutely sure. We're approaching him now."

"Hi, Yan. You're playing today, right?" Say hello to Adel to the man named Dian.

"Oh, hi Le. Sit down first." Dian replied, allowing Adel to sit down.

Adel immediately pulled out a chair to sit on, as did Rosa. This seat is fairly included in the corner, but it is clear to look up at the stage from here.

"Of course it's dong. It's for my hope, my ambition. Klo wants your ideals sampled, you must be ready to start from the lowest point." Dian replied to Adel's question.

"When you are financially supportive, why not just use funds from bokap lo. Besides the money already belongs to you, it's your pocket money." Reply Adel again. Hearing that, Rosa felt alienated. He is foreign to the conversation with the two people in front of him. But from the way they talk, they must be in close contact, maybe like best friends.

"Well, you know how I am. I want to work for myself for my goals. Oh, oh, you know. Aisshh, don't talk about it anymore, it's not good to know. Time at home discuss it, well klo here want to discuss it again. It's not good, Le. Talk to laen." Cut Dian who does not want to discuss the problem again, because it seems heavy and uncomfortable.

"That's a sure thing, right? But btw Le, this time you bring a real man know the minutes anyway?" Dian asked while watching Adel's klo go not alone but he brought a friend with him.

"Notulent? Do you think he's a secretary writer of what meeting? He's my friend, the person who broke me, there's who I told yesterday. And of course the person I brought was like me. That's what I say!"

"No, that's not what I meant. Who knows, bring a real man." Ans Dian berkilah tease Adel.

"Lot a lot of bacot lo." Adel did not accept klo he in kayak that and directly hit Dian's head.

"Okay, I accuse you, sick tau Le. You have no heart. Not like a real man."

"My man is not a real man." Adel replied quickly to Dian's words.

"I who? Where'sisthis? Why is no one talking to me? Am I being see-through now? This is Adel again, he said to make fun, this is even like gini to be." Rosa kept wondering in her heart. The incident became like an invisible unit klo ushered the two friends.

"Hi, greetings. My name is Dian Rocher. Greetings, yes. Sorry yes I did not hit you directly, because it was already on arguing with the Lele. Again sorry, because you've seen my quarrel with him." Sapa Dian to Rosa introduced herself and extended her hand to make a salaman.

Rosa welcomed Dian's hand and returned her greeting. "It's not a big deal." Rosa smiled awkwardly. "When that's the case, klo not because the two of you continue to argue, I will not be a mosquito repellent like gini nih."

"What's your name?" Ask Dian again.

"Oh yeah, I know, my name is Shaka. Greetings, nice to meet you, Dian."

"Yes shaka? Nice name, for a beautiful person like you. Nice to meet you too, Shaka. But I hope I can know your real name in the future and meet the original person as well."

"Yes, hopefully one day we can meet with our original form, not with a gini disguise." Rosa answered ambiguously, which means that she also asked for Dian's identity as well.

"Eh..., you think I'm cross dressing as well as you guys huh? No, I'm a real, ori thing, I'm a real man." Dian said to correct Rosa's misunderstanding. Rosa looked at Adel who was drinking his juice casually and asked for the truth from him.

As if Adel was being questioned by Rosa, he immediately answered her with his casual style. " Yes, he's a real man. He's here to sing. Alah, you know for yourself, it's impossible not to know."

"Yes, you don't have to, Le. How about today, I want to play, right?" Ask Dian to Adel.

"Gue today is lazy, Yan. You ask Shaka to make a gig with you. I think he has talent." Adel answered, who kept putting grapes in his mouth.

"Well, can you be Shak?" Ask Dian turning to Rosa.

"Ah, I can do it. But singing, huh? I can't play guitar, I can play piano. Not here at the piano." Rosa agreed to Dian's request.

"Ok, no papa klo that, later I play the guitar, just calm down. There is also a DJ. That safe. You sing, sans Bro." Dian reassured Rosa again.

"Hem, okay. Come on."

"Well, klo. Fighting for both of you. Look good, don't be shy here." Adel said with his unfiltered mouth.

"Bawel lo, Le. Be quiet if you can't give real support." Sarkas Dian replied to Adel. Adel is Adel. She was in bodo, and even stuck out her tongue mocking Dian again.

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Reyhandra POV

The night is so very tiring, which takes a lot of energy even though without specific movements that mean. I had to attend an arranged marriage that was not important to me at all in my life as well. This is all because my grandfather kept urging me to get married to the son of my best friend.

After the arranged marriage dinner was over for so long, I escorted grandfather first. Actually dinner was not long, it was just that the time that went along with me was long, I don't know how many times I saw my watch when the dinner process happened. Whether they see my actions or not, I don't care, because I never expected the match to happen. I was traumatized by marriage, so I decided not to marry for the rest of my life.

But things don't always go as you wish. Grandpa kept urging me to get married and hold a grandchild. Just thinking about it is exhausting, especially klo lived. It's harder than being CEO of a company.

I have to go back to the office again because there are so many jobs that I have not finished waiting for me. It was like Mount Everest. Life is indeed very tiring, especially with the burden of being given soon to marry. Not to mention chasing the deadline, because in the next month it will be a very tiring day. Besides, it's impossible for me to leave everything to Hans.

A job also has a limit to be done by a secretary, even though it is a trusted person. Not that I doubted Hans' loyalty, it's just that I was a little uncomfortable for not myself working on it, let alone for a super important project.

"Sir, where are we going first?" Ask Hans, my private secretary, drive a car.

"office."

"But, Mister.... The master said you should prepare her engagement ring first. Do I need to turn the car to the jewelry store? Which shop do you want?"

It gives me a headache, why should any fiancee, anyway? Why not go straight to the wedding? Ribet is very much his business. Not to mention many meetings that must be postponed because of this event.

Fortunately I have ambitions in this marriage, klo no better I live celibate forever rather than having to marry whose business is complicated plus complicated. Free to change girls. Besides I don't need to have them come into my arms, they themselves will willingly scatter themselves on me.

"That's all you take care of. After all, Rosalyn was just a tool for me to take revenge on the Vogart family."

"Good, Sir. Then Mister, what about the fitting of the wedding dress? The wedding will take place a week later after the engagement." Ask Hans again.

It gave me a headache again. The work must be completed, the engagement and the wedding party must also go. Can't I represent anyone else. If there was such a thing, it would have been easier. Klo is not like the shopping system now, use COD. Cih, klo thought it was delicious, but unfortunately it will not materialize and will never be done.

"Then, clear my schedule that day. Grandpa's gonna be mad when he finds out I'm not leaving." I replied while kneading my temple. Because of the fatigue that has spread throughout my joints.

"Rosalyn.., it is a pity that you have to meet me in this life. I've devised various ways of revenge on you. If you want to blame, blame your parents."

Drrr... Drrr... Drrr...

My phone vibrated in my pocket. I deliberately turned on the vibrating mode so as not to interfere with the dinner party last night. I almost forgot to reactivate a normal tone of voice, it's not possible if there's an important phone with a client I don't know. Good thing there's a 'land crocodile' friend calling me.

"Bro, hang out yuk. Ordinary place." A voice from behind the phone.

I just kept quiet to hear from my friend. I do need a place to relax my body and mind right now, but conditions don't allow me to do that. There's a lot of work waiting for me, maybe I can't go home tonight and have to stay at the office.

Although I do often, because the house is just a means for me, nothing matters from home. Nothing means anything. No one greeted me when I got home, no hot food served at the dinner table, no one worried and no one cared if I went home or not. Because there is no one else at home other than ART and also some other workers.

"Bro, it's diem anyway. Where're you? No longer in the office, right? I'm here to play games."

"You're the one playing, I'm not in the mood to mess around. I'm different, you know yourself, why do I tell you again. I have to go to the office again to do a job tomorrow."

"Based on a land crocodile, you just want to call? My turn to talk you even fun with the girl there. I curse you may your coffee be given salt later. You crocodile." I swear to my friend, he is a depraved man, he likes to play women. Even though I made little difference, at least I still thought about his fairness and benefits as well for me. While he changed girls like changing clothes.

"Oh, no time, bro. Yes, the spirit there works. Tomorrow-tomorrow we go out all I hear the story lo it. I'm busy now." He said from behind the phone and just turned off the phone.

I let out a heavy sigh, it felt like today was so exhausting. Starting from the tragedy and the scene of the grandfather until now, nothing was fun in the least. Does the day I'm going through have to be so empty? I need something to vent, something to keep me entertained. Is there really something like that in my life? In this damned life? Other than revenge.