I'M BETWEEN YOU AND HIM

TEMPTATIONS

Who says I'm not tempted by another woman. When Vika wore a daily negligee Ranti had to shake my faith. His curves are more clearly drawn than my wife's curves. Vika does have a body that is firmer with breasts and buttocks more filled than Ranti.

"Why the hell, should you wear your clothes?!" my grumbling to Ranti was in the room after dinner together last night.

"Masa' I give you your shirt pinjem, mas!" ranti's reply made me scratch my head.

Ranti Cuek saw me cringe of headaches. He was still clutching the orange that was suckling him. Our little daughter is about two years old. But until now Orange is still breastfeeding ASI Ranti and has not been weaned.

"Mas, try to be a little friendly to Vika. Even so, Vika was like a brother to me. He did a lot for me first, Mom! Vika is a good friend. But, dear, his fate was less fortunate. That's why I watched her fall so bad right now."

"Helping a friend is not wrong, Yang! But all of that should fit the portions as well. If you are too much to help him, it is precisely you unconsciously plunge your own friends. He is not independent and always depends on you. Let him learn to mature, sort out which ones he should take and which paths he can take. Enough advice and advice so that it does not go wrong or fall into the hole. That's just our portion!"

"Vika is different from us! He's used to living happily. Someone helped and served him. He must be very depressed because of his current life. Nobody wants to accept it because it's not what it used to be. The royal and royal. Even I was surprised, as long as he was in Jakarta he did not hold a cell phone at all. He used to be a mania. Every 3-4 months replace the output hp of the new model. Always full pulses equal quota. Really medsos kid. Not missed the update. Many real friends and the virtual world."

I snorted with a cynical smile. Yes yes, he has no money to buy a new phone. If there was, he would have bought a new model. I just muttered in my heart. Cowering beside Ranti like a little boy who was upset with his mother. I was also a bit annoyed to see Vika.

I don't know why I feel like Vika is being indifferent to me. He just talks and laughs at Ranti. Before this, he always looked behind him. Ask for this, ask for that help. This is it, that's it. only mas that I have in mind to ask for help. Hhhh.., but only after a few hours, the woman had changed her true form. Looks elegant and haunted in front of Ranti. It doesn't seem like he needs my help. And he didn't show his indulgence. Makes me a real bete.

I have trouble sleeping well. How many times have I turned the pillow so that my sleeping position becomes comfortable. Ranti and Jingga had fallen asleep in bed.

Thirst made me wake up and rush out of the room to the kitchen. Open the refrigerator door and grab a bottle of water. My phlegm disappeared after a few gulps slid through my dry esophagus.

I was shocked to see a shadow sitting in the living room. Approach slowly. It turned out that Vika was sitting pensively with her face down. It looks like the grains fell on his lap. She was crying alone.

"The vika? Why haven't you slept? It's 11 o'clock at night"

"Ah, mas..sorry! I've been having insomnia since I started to know the night world. So look, it's hard to sleep fast!" he answered, wiping off his tears quickly.

"Just turn on the tv. You can watch tv if you're bored."

"Ga what, mas! Worried about Jingga waking up because of the sound of tv night-night."

"Yes already. Just mending the room!"

"Yes, mom! I'm gonna sit here for a second. I'm going to enter the room."

I sat down and pulled up a match and lit the cigarette fire that was at the end of my lips.

"You're groko' too?" Vika shook her head with a smile. His eyes looked at me until they made me feel a little wrong.

"Why?" my question made him wake up and blush in shame.

"You're the cold man who burned my heart."

I was stifled to hear Vika's slow but clear answer ringing in my ear. Vika.

I can't chimed in on her words. I just stayed silent by smoking my cigarette deeply. Enjoying the sensation along with a little delusion of naughty will talk Vika.

"You're used to flirting because of your work at night clubs. Don't be so flirted with. People can misunderstand the real you!" I said as if slapping him. Red Vika cheeks are extinguished. But his head nodded as if he had agreed.

"Mas has a sixth sense huh? Why all the words mas though spicy but true. And that I can't deny. Maybe someone else can judge me as a cheap woman."

"Yes. I could also misunderstand. Moreover, you bravely said that in my house and could have been heard by my wife." Vika remained silent. He could only play his fingers that were a bit wet with sweat.

"Sorry, I'm out of control and can't control my unstable emotions."

"You should be able to take off your old image, Vika! You were a good girl before that. And you can go back to being a good girl. Forget the bad past. Close and don't remember it again. Open a new leaf, hoping it'll all come back as beautiful as you hoped."

"Who said?"

"My eyes are, my mother!"

I smiled a little. Makes Vika dare to look me in the face again.

"You're wrong. The leaf is always there, as long as your spirit is still stirred. As long as your breath is still blowing. God always gives us empty books to fill. It's up to us to write what, in what ink.It's called the writing of fate. Fate can still be changed. We strive to have a better life. Except fate. Kodo and kodar are all Allah's Suratan. Like death coming. We can't hold back let alone refuse."

"Mas a philosophy lecture too?" Vika also laughed to see me laugh.

"I went to college in financial management."

"But I'm very good at philosophizing. Not comparable to the age of 39 years old."

"New 39 you say? Hehehe....Vika, Vika's. I am an adult because of the many forges and trials. So maybe people say, I'm ripe before my time. Because of the bitter tingling of life that makes me this way. Your temptation to me is just a fingernail. That's why you have to be more grateful, because actually out there.There are still many people who are harder than you."

"Yes, mom! Thank you so much for all your advice."

"Why? Dizziness talking to me?... Yes, I did, sleep there. Rest up! Tomorrow you're gonna find khan's rented house?"

"I am talking to you! A lot of science is useful from our conversations. And I can koq jabanin mas chat until morning though." Again Vika's words made my blood rustle finely.

"You weren't interested in talking to me when you were with my wife. Now you say something else." My god made Vika laugh.

"The change was a fun friend. With him, I could feel a joking laugh as well as a sad cry together. We really fit in the conversation. Ranti is the female version and mas the male version. So no wonder, we can still get along until 3 years as my countryman."

"What do versions mean?!"

"Yaaa that was. Talk between Ranti and Mas. Therefore, you are my favorite partner for discussion and opinion. Because you have a clear and positive mind that makes me a good person."

"Udah ah, the night our chat the sweeter you say. Sleep, get used to getting enough rest. For your health too, Vika!"

"Mas want to sleep? Comeinfirst. I still want to enjoy the atmosphere of my life in this happy home. Until I'm envious and want to live here with you."

"Nwitch!... Sleep, sleep!"

"Hehehe.... Don't you think I'm your youngest child. Or, your young brother, or the orange babysitter, or as bad as it is to think of ART as I would like to mas, as long as I can stay here." Vika started to dare to joke around. I was lured to laughter.

"No, no, no. Sorry, we don't employ wealthy ART. Very dangerous because it must ask for exorbitant fees. Not to mention it is not us who are served but instead he who asked to be served. Hadeeeuh, I'm sorry!" Vika laughed happily at my guyon's answer to her.

"You have to laugh a lot, Mom! It will increase your agility even more optimally."

"Basic crazy girl!"

"What a crazy thing, as long as you can often see you laughing!"

We laughed together. I entered my room with a light head and a happy heart. I don't know why my conversation with Vika increasingly makes us tempt each other so that it can cause adrenaline that makes my heart happy.

Ranti is still asleep crouching orange. The clock on the wall shows at 2 am. It turned out that I had more than 2 hours lost my sleep just by chatting with Vika.

Hhh.... I took a deep breath. But happy.

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