Husband Setting

My Angel

Jen slumped between stacks of canceled orders. His partners certainly do not want to lose money and charge all to Jen by asking for full payment. The sad eye bead scanned the entire room that was very crowded with the code of the current clothes.

Tanna ... The woman's name echoed in Jen's heart. His mind was squeezing, exploding a mounting rage. His hands are squeezing each other. Grumpy ... very furious.

Darren could only sigh at seeing that all. The amount is not small and managed to drain Jen's savings. His lost sense of indifference, now appeared again, fading the resentment in his heart. Love is always like this, never hate.

"Sell cheap, the goods are different." Darren looked at the clothes that were mostly couple shirts. But not a few also seem like shirts for an event.

Jen's still not understanding Darren's presence. "Where is this going to be sold?" hampa.

"We wash that warehouse, but we go to the buyer."

"Come, Ren ... dizzy me!"

"You still have a fever, you better rest first, take your medicine. Think again tomorrow!"

Jen took another breath. "Tomorrow or now the level of dizziness is the same. It won't heal even if it's diobatin."

"You've got nothing made by mumbling first, these things can be sold again. Or contributed if you don't want to be hard-earned to make money again. Try it, don't pan it and it's easy to be that guy."

"You mean, I can't think that?" Jen inflamed. He got up and went to Darren. Those fierce eyes again made Darren pump patiently.

"I'm sure you can think" Darren replied lightly. "Just the way you think more towards parno, not clear, likes to want unimportant, thinking uncertain. While this ...," Darren touched the pile of shirts with the tip of his shoe.

"It's easy and important to do. Try first marketed, even if not behind capital can not reduce the amount, so the eyes are not as tight. This shirt was in demand, right? Your brand, your creation, your will to rot. Donate in part, titipin in Jeje gallery can also. You have acquaintances, benefits now. What is manyun first ...!"

"A—" Jen was about to answer, but she immediately pursed her lips again. Instead he looked at Darren with a lethargic face.

"I bought you medicine first, what do you complain about besides fever? After all it's lazy and tired, instead of sleeping instead of playing hape, finally the mind everywhere, stress right? It's sick."

"Why did you give up on Mama, anyway? So chatty! Aren't you the one who made me unable to sleep? I'm sick from taking a shower at night!" sewot Jen's.

Now replace Darren who kicep. Stiff and just winked as a reaction. I, anyway? Darren doesn't know at all because he who initially just pretended to sleep finally went blank and didn't know what Jen did after the fight.

"What's? Still want to grumble again?" connect the woman with her hands on her waist.

Darren just grinned and shook his head. "I buy medicine first, yes ... want to buy a snack or what?"

"There's no appetite for snacking .. and I'd like to buy my own medicine." Jen lowered her hand. His eyes were still in contact with Darren, without reducing the level of uproar there. He even melengos when he got near Darren.

He did not intend to prevent his wife from leaving, even wider with a smile. Looking at Jen's departure with her hands rubbing her nape.

***

Vaya had just finished business with some colleagues and some employees who had to be dismissed. Jen asked, she can no longer handle this. He intends to start again from the beginning, with a new atmosphere later, now he wants to organize his feelings first.

"Well done, Jen .. but your money's gone." Vaya handed Jen a receipt of proof of payment. "There should be no need to stop them first, we can slowly start again with the existing capital."

Jen had a brief glimpse of the nominal she put out today. Many, even Jen's head to the point of pulsing back.

"God, Vay .. I'm tired. My mood's a mess, while we're off first. Hopefully in the near future my heart will be enlightened so that we can work together again."

"Well, if that's what you want, I'll come along. But don't be long, I want to be unemployed again." Wanting Vaya to suggest asking Papa Harris for help alone, but seeing the lethargic face of his best friend, he swallowed everything back.

Jen smiled briefly, then patted Vaya on the shoulder and nodded. "OKAY. I went to the pharmacy first ...."

"Buy testpek?" vaya chirps casually, he means nothing, just thinking usually that's what the newlyweds need.

Jen, who had taken a few steps away, stopped and turned her head. "Yes! Lo's satisfied!" sahut Jen with fierce and nyolot.

Vaya looked up and laughed. "And just a sign, why sewot? Good dong ...." Vaya lowered her voice, she looked up at her lips. "... if yes."

Jen snorts annoyed, she chooses to pass away rather than serve the silliness of Vaya. The girl indeed needs to be hacked into her crown, let the demon in her head fall out.

***

On campus, Ranu was daydreaming in a chair overlooking the basketball court. The girl's eyes were blankly staring at the student who was playing basketball. Aric—cowok Dinka is there, which is why Ranu has to wait for Dinka on this bench. Ah, it's annoying that girl, already know that Ranu is reluctant to linger sitting still, without doing anything. Supposedly, he waited for Dinka in the library alone. Adem and drowned his mind in a book so as not to think about Darren anymore.

"My Honhon Aric is still playing, right, Ran?" Dinka's breath was like the wind of the transitional season.

Ranu did not reply, didn't he already know the answer? Why are you still asking? Ranu's eyes were still moving following Dinka who was sitting her body, her eyes glued to the middle of the basketball court, while her hands felt her backpack pocket.

Ranu sighed and clucked. Surely he thought only Attalaric Napoleon but not Bonaparte, who was blotted with his upper hair that fell to the forehead wrapped in sweat water. That's so cool. Um, but not for Ranu. Darren Olwes debes, no debad!

Fixing his glasses that did not change position, Ranu took what Dinka needed and grabbed his best friend's hand, placing a bottle of water in it.

"Thank you, My Bestie ..," said Dinka just a glance, then straight ahead again as if a second is very dear he missed if not looking at Aric. Even Dinka did not pay attention to the way of drinking that was like a thirsty camel.

" ... someday he'll be my man, Ran .. He's too perfect, Oh my God! Am I still alive .. He's like an angel of heaven!" exclaim Dinka with a cheerful tone.

"Ehm ...." Dinka cleared her throat to make Ranu's daydreams fall away. "Sister Darren? Still can't escape?"

Ranu took a breath while answering Dinka's question. "Well .. I think it took a lot of time to forget about your brother. If it takes ten years, the same time to forget. I didn't lie about liking him and wishing he was my husband." Ranu threw out his breath, then looked at his feet.

A moment later he turned to Dinka. "Aging together .. to the extent that my thoughts and thoughts are with him. But ... well, what can I do in the week before the wedding. Flustered him?"

Dinka winks as a reaction. He didn't even know what his best friend was. Ranu only locked up his feelings at that time. He himself was reluctant to ask because he already knew Ranu was injured. Now he let Ranu complain and talk. It might be a relief and soon forget.

"If I was someone else and selfish, I would have done it. But, Mama how? Papa's? What do they feel? Then Brother Jen? She's my sister, my only sister, seeing her happy with her love, can I be cruel?"

Ranu wiped the corner of his wet eyes. Moistened his dry lips, then lowered them to his neck.

"He's different than you, isn't he?" Dinka confirms the blood relationship that can be used as an excuse for Ranu not to be compassionate to Jen and fight for her feelings.

"Yes, I know .. but we came out of the same stomach. Some of our blood is the same. Then why should I hurt a part of my body?"

Dinka thinned her lips, she understood together since childhood and was inseparable, making Ranu always think they were both in one body.

"Then be sincere ... let Jen be happy." Dinka tries another option to get Ranu to stop the dilemma.

Ranu turned his head with his whole face flushed. "Aric married me, how do you feel? Sincere?"

Dinka tiptoed backwards. "Buset ..it would be crazy seven years if you married me!" he shouted with wide eyes.

Ranu looked at Dinka, saying that the essence of everything is sincere is difficult.

Dinka turned her gaze forward. Aric so unattractive even though his eyeballs still follow the charming motion of an Aric. He thought, what gives hope to Ranu is a good thing at the moment.

The tail of Dinka's eyes glanced at Ranu who was looking at his feet, turning his shoes on the grass and dried leaves. "Do you still accept your brother even if he's a widower?"

Ranu's legs stopped, his head turned to look for certainty that the sentence was thrown from the lips of his best friend.

"I didn't mean to separate them even though I didn't like Jen. I'm not that bad .. But I swear to Aric I'm afraid they're marrying for a year!" Dinka quickly corrected her words. Afraid Ranu misunderstood later.

Ranu seemed to lose his breath for a while, the girl's eyes widened until her seeds shook. The next time, the breath coming out of the girl's nose sounded short and hunting. Shock!

"What did you say?"

"You heard everything clearly and not a dream! Your chance to be with sister is still there, only you need to be patient this year ..," Dinka straightened out. He opened the bottle again and drank some lashings. The tail of the girl's eyes still glanced at her best friend's expression.

Heart attack looks like Ranu, fainting soon!

Dinka is still busy gossiping about Ranu's response in her heart, until she does not realize that someone snatched the wer-wer bottle from her hand.

"Eh—" cetus Dinka surprised. His loud voice, that second also vanished from his larynx. These times, Dinka lost all power in her body. Paralyzed and flaccid.

The angel with dripping sweat was drinking water from the same bottle. His jaw went up and down, shaking the body of Dinka who was struck by the earthquake. He blinked and surely the pupils filled the space in his eyes.

"Thank you, yeah ..," said Aric, putting the bottle back in Dinka's hand. The handsome man smiled, then ruffled Dinka's hair before she just passed from there.

Dinka who had been paralyzed could only twist her neck, following Aric's graceful steps. At the end of the long passageway, Aric turned his head and smiled again, then waved faintly at him. Those were the most beautiful moments of Dinka's life. All happened quickly and briefly, making happiness in Dinka's body darted fast, until he could no longer hold it.

Oh My .. My heart is collapsing!

In the next second, he was already rolling on the grass with Ranu panicking in shaking his body. Even so, his lips still flashed a smile. Even his hands clasped tightly onto the Magenta-colored bottle. The clouds above paint Aric's face with his smile and angel wings.

Oh my Angel ....

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Maaciw for her support mantemans .. love many-many😍😍😍