I'M BETWEEN YOU AND HIM

A SINFUL NIGHT

"Where are you going, mom?" asked Ranti with a slightly tense face.

"out! Find some fresh air. Just like this situation!"

"Mas, we khan just returned from Bogor. You don't want to rest first, ma'am? Rebahan first!"

"I'm leaving!Free at home too. My wife is now a dissident because she has a true friend!"

Ranti just looked at me with a glare. Letting me get back in the car and go through the streets of the capital by nightfall.

My mind is fucked. My heart is in turmoil. It is dangerous to stay at home with the heart and mind as it is today. I want to quell my anger first. Worry I'm out of control flirting with my wife.

Indeed, since there was Vika, Ranti was a little more brave to me. Told me to easily come here and take care of his best friend. Even though as far as I know women are jealous sometimes beyond reason above reason. But is Ranti not the least bit jealous if I'm taking care of Vika. There is no fear in him about me that could have been smitten by his best friend. Didn't he himself admit that Vika was more everything than him. The beauty and charm of Vika can not be denied. Not to mention his power now because of the return of a lot of money.

Is Ranti so longing for Vika's money to stay in my savings and take care of her best friend so that we can benefit. I guess Ranti wasn't that petty for money. We come from a simple family. We are people who value money. But we also prefer to experience a natural process rather than an instant. We slowly had it. Enough for us who have just had one child. Especially something to worry about. It is destiny if we want maximum results, also have to spend maximum effort as well. And why there are words must stop working to start a new business that is not yet clear the direction of the goal.

I want more and more to make money. Adding to the future savings of Orange and also my old time with Ranti. But on the right path. And not a road full of risks and extreme challenges.

I didn't realize when this body was blown away sitting in a bar chair with dim lighting and live music.

The bartender asked for my order. I just answer anything that makes me calm and comfortable.

What drink is.I don't know. Like a mixture of wine and some other alcoholic cocktails. A piece of cheese cake went straight into my mouth once ravenously.

I'm taking a breath. It feels more relaxed. I was a little surprised because my drink turned out to be quite strong. Making my heart slightly palpitate subtly played out my consciousness.

I am not a saint either. Every now and then when I have a lot of thoughts, a few sips of liquor often I make the impingement. Not to completely eliminate my consciousness. But only to remove the bitter mixed taste in my heart. And Ranti already knows my personality.

Sin indeed. But I did it a dozen years ago. Even before I got married. I do that very rarely. Except my mind is so scared that it is difficult to reason my healthy deacon. And I need a little entertainment. Just a few glasses. After that I will go home and sleep.

I again snorted angrily considering Ranti's words about resigning from my company and building a business with Vika with the position of President Director.

Waaa..... It was so easy for my life. I worked very hard for many years, even harder than most people, it can only be said to succeed in becoming a marketing manager. And suddenly with only a matter of months of knowing a woman named Vika, I immediately became the director he said. That's a real insult to me.

"Mas Dika!"

I know this voice. Let my eyes out to the owner of the voice standing right behind me.

Well-favoured. Long white cladding with ropes on the waist. Exactly noni Dutch when plus a wide hat.

"Why are you here?" I asked to turn my face back.

Vika sat beside me. Ordering a drink similar to mine. He just kept silent and did not answer. Watching me from the tip of my foot to my head.

"Ranti called. Ask me to watch you, mas!" he said, playing with the lips of the glass in front of him.

"He was not aware that he had made a pact with Satan!" my murmur made Vika duck.

"Is that what you hate about me, mom? That's how bad I was in your eyes, mom?"

"Whatever. I have no business with you!"

"Mas!... Want to dance? Too bad, the song is so fun to miss!" vika's words made me dumbfounded.

"Find a man who's worth you, Vika. Which could be parallel to you. Who can fulfill your lust." I'm standing. Take out a few hundred thousand pieces of money and put them under my drink. Then passed away leaving Vika who was having trouble chasing after me. He also cleared his drink payment in haste and followed my steps.

"What do you want?" I asked when Vika got in my car too.

"You're a little drunk, mom! Dangers of carrying a vehicle. I have to follow you. Even if there's an accident, we could die together!"

"Crazy woman! I just swore I was in an accident. I'm still conscious. It's not like you can finish drinking bottles and sleeping on your stomach at the bar! And also, watch my talk! I don't want to die with you!"

"I know you're disgusted by me. You hate me so much, Mom! But realize... Ranti and Orange are waiting for you at home!"

"Yes. And you very casually rummaged through my life, Vika!"

"What's my fault with you? Is it because I love you, then I am you cap sinner, mas? Is loving that a despicable act? And have I not also tried to restrain myself from insulting you? I don't know why I fell in love with you. Why should it be you, my best friend's husband. Do you know how I feel, Mom? How devastated I am to bear the burden of this romance, mas!" Vika hit me with a lot of words. His tears are unbearable.

"You know what, mas? I fell in love since the beginning of our meeting at the airport the other day. A sweet-faced valiant man helped me Defend me from the cruel cruel cruel cruel man who daily torments my body and my body. That man does not know me at all. You know what, mas? How happy my heart is to be defended by a man who sincerely does not see the background. It was the first time a man with a high degree of sincerity helped me to help me awaken myself. Then we meet again because God's destiny is dictub the night I work. And after you left suddenly the barbaric man who should love me just attacked me blindly because of his anger who lost gambling until my face and eyes were bruised and lips torn to sewn a few stitches. And again you came to help me. Help me even though you cover everything with awesomeness in your face and also your words. But I love deep into your heart! How much I invite you. If only I could always be by your side. Keep watch by you. Though the spicy words always come out of your mouth. But I ignored that. Even though my heart is disappointed that you belong to my best friend. But I risked my feelings by seducing you to take me to Jakarta with you. Mas, um,... I fell into the beauty of your heart!"

"Enough Vika! I'll take you home!" cut me to start the car engine and the gas tank leads to Vika's house.

In front of his house I stopped the car.

"Come down! I avoided Ranti. And I'm also lazy to argue with you!"

"Mas, I am also tormented by this feeling mas! But I can't just forget you. I can't let you go even if it's just for a moment. Today your phone died all day. Also hp Ranti. That's why I went to Dad's, because I thought you were there. I want to see you!"

"Vika! I told you to stop your rant! Are you still going to continue to humble yourself before me like this?"

"I don't care. I can lower myself even more for you. It's okay, mas. I'm willing!"

"Basic women are less sane! Are you still not content to stir up my life and also my heart? Do you think I'm a stone without heart and feelings? I'm human, Vika! I also have a fear of falling in love with you!"

Vika looked at me in disbelief. His puffy eyes did not blink an item at all. I never thought it would hit me.********my lips with passion and millions of vibes. And I. I'm drifting away from the current.

The sweetness of Vika's full and beautiful lips makes me lulled to follow the flow of love in our hearts. Our eyes kept on and kept on shedding tears. But our lips were afraid of each other until the salty taste of tears we did not feel. How this love blinds our eyes and our hearts.

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