
While Rashid also came out after Laras and Beni permission to go watch. He made a pact with Ratih to play at his house.
Rashid dressed up after a quick shower. Just to get rid of the smell of sweat.
"Where is Dad going?" ask Niken.
"You go to a friend's house" replied Rashid as he combed his already-looking hair.
"Tumben's very neat, Dad?"
In Niken's heart wondered too, usually Rashid only dressed perfunctory.
"Yes, you can be neat." Rashid looked back at himself in front of the mirror.
"Where is Dad going?" Ayu also followed her.
"You're looking for a new mama" replied Rashid then hurriedly left before his two children asked more.
Ayu looks at Niken.
"You know who my friend is going to be?" niken asked Ayu after Rashid left.
"No. From school, I said so. Want to find a new mama for us he said," replied Ayu who did not understand the meaning of Rashid's friendly view on Ratih earlier.
"I don't want her mom to be a aunt Reisya. Eat a lot" said Niken.
"Fear of competition, huh?" ledek Ayu's.
Niken directly menoyor Ayu's head.
"Have a son!"
"Sick, sick sister!" exclaim Ayu, then go back to his room. He wants to continue playing his dolls.
Rashid whistled while slowly moving his bike. He does not want to speed, afraid of the makeup is messy.
Until he arrived in front of a house that was quite luxurious even though it was not too big.
Rashid looked at the number of the house next to the fence. Right, number 10. According to the address given by the Rati.
Rashid smiled. Then get off the bike to find the bell.
Shortly after Rashid found the bell and pressed it, a woman in neat clothes came out as well.
"Subhanallah. Very beautiful, you," praised Rashid to see Ratih who also smiled to welcome Rashid.
"Ah, Mas Rashid could have. Come in, Mas," said Ratih to invite Rashid who is still standing outside the gate.
Confidently, Rashid stepped in following Ratih.
"The motor is entered, Mas," said Ratih.
Rashid turned around and put his motorbike into the yard of Ratih's house that was not too broad.
"Please sit down, Mom. What do you want to drink? Let me make it," said Ratih.
He only let Rashid sit on the chair on the terrace.
Though Rashid hopes to be welcome into the living room, and he can vent his love with a little peppering Ratih.
Yes, at least hold a soft hand. Rashid could still feel his tenderness as he shook Ratih's hand earlier this afternoon.
"If there is black coffee. Not much of a roll, right? There is already you. Later even sweetness," said Rashid began to fight.
Trainer just smiled. For him, it is also common to be pulled by men. Then he went inside. Coincidentally, the coffee stock is still a lot.
Finished making coffee, Train out with one jar of pastries as well.
"Please, Mum." Practice putting your coffee and pastries on a small table.
"Thank you, Beautiful" Rashid said.
Train back just smile. The smile that makes Rashid klepek.
"Sleeping?" tanya Rashid means fishing.
"Yes, Mas. Sinta again at my brother's house," replied Ratih.
"Lho, tomorrow is school?" ask Rashid again.
"Tomorrow to go straight from there. Later on my brother."
Ratih looks agitated. He looked at the street in front of him many times. It seems he is waiting for someone. But the one that Rashid caught, Ratih was looking at the situation to be alone with him.
Rashid smiles cunningly. He was thinking how to get Ratih inside.
"Ratih, can I take a ride to the bathroom?" Finally Rasyid found an idea.
"Anterin. Let me go again," pinta Rashid is so spoiled.
"A rough time anyway? People are just there" said Ratih.
"Rash to your room, that is. Hehe."
Ratih stared at Rashid with a strange look. He's starting to feel uncomfortable.
Right, how about Rashid to stray into his room? Do not let anything unwanted happen.
Then he went up and walked ahead of Rashid. He just wants to make sure that Rashid doesn't get in wrong.
But what happened was beyond his thinking. Arriving inside, Rashid pulled Ratih's hand until it fell into his embrace.
"ah! What's Rashid doing?" shouts Ratih. He spontaneously held onto the area of his puffed up chest like challenging Rashid.
"You hug you, baby." Rashid hugged the body of Ratih.
"Let go, Mom! Don't think gini!" rahatur.
Rashid who had been drunk, did not care about the rejection of Ratih. He felt challenged to do more.
Rashid thought that Ratih was only pretending to refuse. Though.
"Radise. I love you so much" said Rashid. Then forcefully kissed Ratih's lips.
Ratih tried to let go of the Rashid pagutan suddenly.
"Well!" Ratih managed to break away and get away from Rashid.
"Why, Honey?" Rashid approached to Ratih.
"Don't come any closer!" shouts Ratih.
"Why? You want it too, right?" Rashid. He had managed to contain Ratih who stood against the wall.
Rashid tried to kiss Ratih's lips again. He thought, this time Ratih would not refuse him. He will make Ratih complacent with his kiss and reply to Rashid's kiss.
"Don't, Mas!" Train to avoid by turning his face away.
"Enjoy it, dear." Rashid straight nyosor again.
"Gamma!" Ratih shut his mouth tightly.
Suddenly....Bugh!
A blow flew to Rashid's head, until he pulled to the side and let go of his embrace.
"Mas Ricko!" Ratih immediately took cover behind the body of the man who hit Rashid's head.
"Bad!"
Bugh!
Once again Ricko's burly hand hit Rashid's head. This time Rashid fell. Fresh blood came out of his nose.
"Here you go, Ricko!" Ratih holds Ricko's body that will approach Rashid.
Rashid tried to stand up with great difficulty. If only Ratih did not hold Ricko's body, surely his leg kick would float into Rashid's body.
"Get out of you, motherfucker!" exclamation Ricko.
Rashid is undaunted, though already battered. He looked at Ricko's face.
"Who are you?" ask Rashid. Then rubbed his bloody nose.
"I should have asked. You who? How dare you touch my woman?" Ricko asked back in anger.
My woman? Is he Ratih's girlfriend? Ask Rashid in my heart. Because from the story of Ratih last afternoon and also in their chat, Ratih was not married.
"Go, Mom!" drive Ratih to Rashid.
"Radise. I love you!" sahut Rashid does not want to lose. He thinks his position is the same as Ricko's. Both are still friends. There is no yellow curving.
Ricko is going forward again. And once again Ratih held him back. He doesn't want any commotion in his house.
"Already! It's already! You go home, Mas!" train on Rashid.
Rashid looked resentfully at Ratih who had kicked him out instead.
Seeing Ricko's fierce face, Rashid did not want to be battered again. Although it seems like their age is not much different, but Ricko's body is much more athletic.
Rashid walked away without a word. He immediately stopped the bike and pushed hard.
Just watch out for you, Ricko. Tomorrow again, I'll make a calculation with you. Rashid muttered who still did not receive Ricko's punch.