I'M BETWEEN YOU AND HIM

HAPPY DAY

Me, Vika and Ranti today had a meeting with artist Ahmad George who wanted to buy Vika's house. Like a mutual agreement, we met at the house of a famous notary who used to take care of official letters of sale and purchase. We talked for a long time about finding the best way. Finally the deal happened also although somewhat deviated from the initial agreement. It turned out that the artist only paid 5 billion in cash first. The rest will be paid off within the next 6 months. And Vika also has to take care of all documents and others as his responsibility as the seller. We also brought in lawyers as witnesses. After a detailed calculation, Vika finally agreed the remaining total that he obtained now is 4 billion more.2 billion more just due 6 months from today.

I breathed a sigh of relief to see all the parties signing the agreement. Vika gave my account number to the buyer, making Ranti shocked.

"Vika! Why not your own account?" whispered to Vika. Vika just waved her hand with the intention of having Ranti wait for her explanation later. I was just silent.

We also managed to complete this sale and purchase transaction although it still depends on 6 more months for the rest.

In the car to Vika's house, Ranti again asked Vika's intentions.

"Vik, are you crazy?"

"Look, Ran! Arif my ex-husband knows my account number and my ATM PIN. So for a while, I put the money on Dika mas. I'll open a new account after all my debt to you guys is done. I had the same discussion with Dika last night. Dika also initially refused. But I insist, rather than the money was dredged by Arif to make me destitute. And constantly undermining you, I'd better put the money on you. Can ya?"

"You really believe me? At dika mas?" Ranti glared at Vika.

"You are always there for me. It's hard to be happy, I want to always be with you" Vika replied with a smile. Ranti just shook her head to poke my shoulder that focused on driving in front. I shrugged my shoulders.

"Tomorrow we'll go to the bank to take care of the money transfer to your new account, Vik!" I said I made Vika laugh.

"Hadeeeuh's.... Instead of taking care of opening an account, mending you look for quality umroh travel only times'. Not mas Dika said, if this business is a goal to umrohin father and father Ranti khan?"

"So you know Dika's intentions, Vik?"

"Yes, sweet lady! Hence, I respect the same with you. Besides being honest, Dika was a good boy. Who likes to make the people he loves."

Ranti hugged Vika. They laugh together. I just smiled at their closeness like a sibling.

"But teteps.... I want you to hold the money yourself!" my words made Vika put her lips on me. Ranti laughing.

"Mas can take the money of the mas commission according to our agreement. Also calculate the amount of gold expenditure starting from the hospital in Batam, plane tickets, and other costs that I use ya mas! Don't hesitate. I'm a kind-hearted person! I'm rich again!"

"Nothing is arrogant!" my chirps made Vika and Ranti laugh again.

Along the way they laughed. Because it's a happy day.

"Without Orange, what if we party first to the club tonight? I'm buying everything. Yea?"

"Hhhh.... This is what I don't like. Nothing yet foya-foya! Plus being the provocateur who was pumping my wife was acting out of her habit. Sorry, I refused and forbid Ranti to party with you. Our little princess must have waited a long time at home!"

"Yes, Vik. Sorry, I can't! You can go with the others. I've got a responsibility to take care of the kids."

"Where the hell are you guys? My friends it's just you! After all, he never once enjoyed life grateful for the return of the old Vika. What do you want, I buy it. Ranti, you want to change the phone or buy a branded bag.please choose. I paid!"

I silently swallowed. This is the Vika I don't like. It's boring, it's royal, and it's never thought about the future.

Ranti could read my mind. He looks clumsy looking at me because the nature of his best friend who began to suck makes me illfeel.

"Yes, get me down here! I'm having a party myself! You guys are not cool friends!" vika grumbled. Ranti just smiles. I obviously stopped the car with joy.

"You got khan's money, Vika?" ask me after Vika comes out.

"Don't think of me! I still have koq!"

"okay!"answer hence.

"Vikaaa, have fun yaaaa! Sorry, I can't come with you!" Ranti said behind the car window.

"Yes, take care of your husband with your son. I'm leaving!"

I'm glad Vika passed.

"Ga good actually mas, same Vika!" ranti said after moving to sit next to me.

"Why should it not be delicious! We all have priorities! Must be firm in principle. The orange awaits us at home. How if our children cry because of our kangen, continue mbok Nah overwhelmed ngadepinnya. You're not sad what, look at that orange cake!"

Ranti held my arm. Spoiled wriggling makes me melt from my aggravation.

Ranti is a smart woman who is able to melt my stone heart. Even without sweet words he can make me die lice no longer.

Different 180% degree with Vika. Actually for visual and physical, Vika is indeed more above Ranti. But after knowing Vika, Ranti is still the best for me.

The Vika is typical of rebellious women and always wants to be obeyed. Often fighting every word, arguing even for the little things. But that is precisely what is the attraction. Especially for the conqueror. Fortunately, I don't have that kind of nature. Because I'm pretty satisfied with what I have right now. Everything is more than enough for me. Live life a little harder for the future and the old days.

Ranti and I discussed my intention to announce my father and father-in-law. Ranti promised to search first for trusted umrah travel to take care of the departure of our two remaining parents.

I smiled with relief. Stroking Ranti's cheek that was leaning on my shoulder. Hurry home and enjoy the rest of the night on this happy day.

Hape Ranti rang a few times. What time is this? my little heart murmured because of his voice. Fortunately, Orange sleeps very fast until it is not disturbed.

"Yes? Good night, who is this with?" Ranti answered the voice across her phone with a raucous voice.

"Oiya, yes well. Please send me the address, mas! My husband will be picking me up. Okay, thank you!"

"Who are the phone nights!? It's 2 o'clock in the morning!" I cursed slowly.

"Mas, Vika is drunk at the night club. That's his bartender. Said they were closing. Please pick up Vika, mas! Take him to his house, Mas! Please, help!"

"Darling? What do you think your husband is his mistress? Why should I anyway? Let him sleep on the street. You are not aware of the same person as yourself! Hhhh..., nyusahin start his work!"

"Maaas...please! Cassian! After all, Vika's money is in our savings! We have a responsibility to him."

"Hhhh.... Randy! I've been told to do the least important thing that's none of my business!"

Randy hugged me from behind. Stroking my back slowly was like seducing.

Ranti helped me tidy up my clothes. Hugging me who was lazy said again.

"Be careful, my! Thank you, you want me to tell you!" I didn't answer Ranti's words. Go out with the car keys in hand.

"Buck...!"

"Yes. I'll go first!" I finally answered him with a crisp and a face.

At 2 am. The cold air rippled through my body making my teeth squirm. Hhh.....! Oh, sorry, crazy woman! There was always his behavior that made my life so chaotic. I muttered to myself. Trying to calm my heart which is covered in anger but can do nothing but follow the flow.

Vika was really drunk. His body was just curled up on a bar table that smelled of pungent alcohol.

After thanking her and paying the bill of Vika which was almost seven hundred thousand, I carried the unconscious Vika in the car.

His light body made me without difficulty. But the smell of alcohol made me almost want to vomit when tidying up his clothes that were exposed before the car engine ignited.

Check the contents of his bag. Make sure the stuff is still intact inside. There's a phone, some makeup tools and a wallet. I opened the wallet. There is a hundred thousand note sheet of approximately ten or eleven sheets. ID and other letters. Complete. New car custater and drove at medium speed.

Vika's innocent face was like an innocent boy sleeping in his dreams. Very happy with his life. Maybe he doesn't care about himself to get drunk beyond this limit. What if someone bad uses it. What if there's a striped-nose man touching his body. I really didn't think.

Vika I carried back until I entered her house. Good thing I hold the spare key of his house during the purchase transaction of this home loan. So no need to bother looking for keys first and spend time questioning drunk people.

Suddenly Vika grabbed my neck. Sobbing made me just hold her by the side of the bed.

"Undidna realize?" my reprimand is a little harsh. Vika still did not stop crying. Hugged me tighter with cold, trembling hands.

"Today's my birthday. But no one cares about me, let alone wish me a happy birthday. Ranti also seems to have forgotten that now my date of birth." said Vika interrupted by tears.

I'm afraid to hear it. Miris. It must have been hard for him to live a life that changed 180% of his previous life. I admit, now Vika only has us. Me and Ranti. Vika orphan. An only child, and it seems to have no siblings from either papa or his mother. Even the friends who used to cover it. All moved away one by one as her bankruptcy and marriage crashed.

Ranti cried in my arms for a long time. I let him spill all his tears to feel relieved afterwards. His eyes were swollen from almost an hour of rushing tears.

I erased the grains on his cheek gently. Clean the rest with tissue.

"Happy birthday, Vika! May you live a long life, always happy and grateful for the blessings God has given you!" I said make her cry again and embrace me again.

"Yes.... !!!"

"The cry! If Orange saw the antisy behavior like this boy would be Orange would laugh. The cup cup cup...! Vika want to blow ?" godaku pulled out a gas match in his pants pocket and swung it up. Vika laughed embarrassedly on the sidelines of her cries.

"I'm like a Orange adex, huh mas?" vika said with a red face.

"You look more like a tomato-nose clown. Look, his nose is so rich in red tomatoes!"

"Idiiiih, I'm so ugly in the eyes of the mas? You look like a clown!"

"The ugly clown? Said who? Clown is funny, amazing. She is masked in dressing up just to please the kids who love her. Behind the mask, there's a lot of sadness and suffering there." I motivated Vika.

"It turns out clowns are great people, right?!"

"Yes, sure. You think working as a clown doesn't risk that self-esteem? They muffle pain, shame, because some people look down on their work as clowns. Not to mention the heavy and hot clown costumes. If a person is not ordinary, he will not be able to last long in the costume. Don't underestimate the clown! Not a bad or ugly thing."

"Yes yes, my mom! We sometimes look down on other people's work."

"We? Oh, and kaliii'!" godaku made Vika pinch my sweet hand.

"It's a cute problem, you see the waria in the garden. Her makeup is more cute and sexier than real women. Yes khan?" i said again. Vika laughed crisply. It seemed like his consciousness was affected by alcohol had also recovered.

"Mas! Is it 3 o'clock? Is it still me?" vika said to make me flinch. Yes too, yes!? Don't realize me.

"If you're not drunk, I'd like to ask you to pray tahajud. Thank God for all the favors. It's too bad you're like this!" my words made Vika bow.

"Papa Mama always celebrated my birthday. Gave me a surprise surprise surprise. Even mbok Ratni and mbak Darti every year give me a greeting and gift even though papa mama is no."

"You can visit them, people who love you sincerely."

"They've gone home to Brebes after Arif and I fired him and sold the house in Pamulang."

"Do you know the address?"

"Engga', mom! I'm sorry now because I don't care about those who love me so much. They took care of me from a small age. But because of Arif, I'm affected."

"Udah! The bitter past you should forget. Close the meeting and leave. Open a new page with prayer and good intentions. Okay well? Happy birthday to Vika! Our age is increasing, but the rest of our lives are decreasing. It's your happy day. You have money now, so don't waste your life now."

Vika hugged me tightly. His eyes were wet again. But this time his lips smiled happily.

"I am thankful that God brought me to you! Although I sometimes feel sad because I don't know what to do with you. But I'm happy, mom! Happyaaaaa once. Do not stay with me, even though my habits are bad make you sometimes dizzy. But honestly, I can't stay away from you! I need you, mas!" Once again Vika's words made my heart pound. My blood flow rippled hard. Hhh.... I don't know what to do with it either.

Kuraih. Write a message to Ranti, that I was staying at Vika's house because Vika was drunk unconscious. I lied a little again. Vika was conscious. But I couldn't leave her when her heart was as sad as it is today. I'm entangled with Vika. But trying to be conscious and not act out of bounds.

"Tonight I will accompany you. You also need to know the limits. I'm your best friend's husband. And I don't want to make your relationship and Ranti the reason I accept you. I slept on the front couch!" I said make Vika sparkle with joy. He jumped at me and hugged my body. But he immediately took off with a timid smile.

"Sleep! I'm going to sleep because I have to work tomorrow morning!" I kissed her forehead. Reversing his body to get back in his bushes. Then stepped out of the room tightly closed the door with a thumping chest.

I'm insane! I kissed her forehead again. She's not my wife. Nor is it my sister. But I don't understand the affection I have for her.

"Thank you very much, Mom! Have a nice dream yaa.." shouted Vika from behind the door.

I walked over to the sofa in the living room. Pulling an accessory pillow and dropping my head on it. Trying to close your eyes even if only 1 or 2 hours before dawn.

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