
Rangga looks very surprised, because all he knows is that the woman he married, has no male friends, which is special. So she was very shocked, when she saw Kiran with another man.
"Who is that guy? His lover? Didn't Kiran have no lover at all?!" bathin Rangga with a glance throw, which he kept pointing at Kiran, and the stranger.
"Do you know that man, Doni?"
"No Sir! I don't know that guy at all! Is it possible that she is Miss Kiran's lover?!" exclaimed Doni, who was trying to guess.
"Love?!" Rangga knitted his eyebrows together, staring intensely at Doni through the rearview mirror in the car, while listening to his Secretary's words.
"Maybe sir! Because they look so familiar."
Rangga breathed heavily. Stiffness hit the man's chest. Not in love, but still she gets angry, when Kiran is with another man, because Kiran is his wife even if it is only a contract.
The green light was back on, after a few minutes, the red light.
The vehicles that had stopped his speed, now back on the road.
In front, there are two paths. One to the left, and one to the right. Unidirectional, finally making Rangga who had previously continued to monitor Kiran, now had to be willing to lose track of the woman.
Rangga's eyes turned around, staring at the departure of the two-wheeled vehicle, which Kiran boarded, with a man who made her very curious.
"I will ask who the man was after he returned home" Rangga murmured inwardly.
****
Taking a journey of about twenty minutes, the end of a two-wheeled vehicle, which brought Kiran finally arrived at a flower shop, where she worked.
The helem that covered the girl's head, she slipped off, and handed it to Rian who was smiling looking at her.
"Why do you keep looking at me? Is something wrong in my face?"
"Wrong. It's even so wrong!" rian replied firmly.
The look on Kiran's face has changed. His two hands were now fumbling around his entire face, making sure there was nothing wrong there.
"My face, Rian's fine!" kiran exclaimed with a look on her face turned irritated.
"Wrong, because your face is so pretty!" rian smiled.
"Bragging! Be all right, you go! Because I have to work!" kiran exclaimed with a straight step inside, into the store.
"I'll see you again Kiran." exclaimed Rian with a shout.
Not answering, Kiran simply smiled, and continued to continue those footsteps.
After making sure Rian had passed away, Kiran immediately threw her gaze at the highway.
The breath was very heavy, considering the household he was living in was actually with Rangga at this time.
"There are other men who are so privileged with me, but it is my love for men, who do not see me at all" muttered Kiran slowly, with a cloudy look on her beautiful face.
"DOORS!"
Dian, who finds out the whereabouts of her best friend, takes the initiative to surprise Kiran. The young woman did not step in at all, if her best friend was going to work today, because she had just gotten married.
"Dians...You??!" An annoyed face, looking at Dian who let out his last laugh.
"You're outrageous! You made my heart, almost got it out!"
"really??"
"Of course!" kiran replied annoyed.
Not heeding the anger of her best friend, Dian instead gripped Kiran's hand, and stepped in tandem into the store.
"Tell me! A couple rounds last night?"
"How many rounds?" asked Kiran innocently.
A long laugh just came out of Dian's lips, how did she get back to the question from Kiran herself.
"Kiran's....Kiran.." said Dian who tried to muffle the laughter.
"Usually if the newly married bride, they will spend the first night. And you happen to marry a widower. And of course, he must have been very experienced about it."
Kiran smiled miris. The chair not far from him, he immediately put the body there.
"Are you okay Kiran?" dian asked, after finding the face of his best friend, who was not as bright as before.
"I'm actually so embarrassed to say this, Dian! But to whom else would I share, if not to you, my best friend."
"Tell me! What's the matter, actually?"
"We just married Dian's contract! After one year, Mas Rangga will divorce me."
Dian looked so shocked, and so shocked. He wiped the young woman's face, looking at Kiran with teary eyes.
"Please don't be mad at me Dian! Because I have to complain to who else, if not
you," exclaimed Kiran displaying her hopeful face.
Tight on Dian's chest, for not stepping over a Rangga Wijaya, will present a covenant in their marriage.
"I won't be mad at you, but can you try to hold back that feeling? Even if it's really hard, because I don't want to, you keep getting hurt."
Kiran formed a smile on her face, while nodding small there.
"Sure, I'll try to hold that feeling!" kiran replied with effort, displaying a smile on her face.
****
The twilight slowly dimmed, until the dark began to return with the rays from the stars, and the moon that was inhabiting.
Kiran swung her footsteps slowly, down a sidewalk, towards Rangga's residence.
Given just the marriage contract, make the woman lazy to quickly go home, anyway! Rangga will not bother him there, or not in the house.
"He would have been happier if I hadn't been there. So what's for? If I have to go home soon!"
The tightly closed gate, Kiran pushed by swinging a step into the area of Rangga house.
Cloudy in that heart, making Kiran completely unaware of the existence of Rangga's car, which was parked in front of the house.
Stepped over...And he kept his two feet up, headed inside the house.
One by one the steps of Kiran passed, who would carry themselves, to his room which was on the second floor.
The two feet were already on foot in front of the room door. The fingers-Kiran plunged into a tote bag that hung on his shoulders, and reached for the key inside there.
"So you just got home? It's seven o'clock!"
Kiran immediately threw her gaze at the origin of the voice, and the woman seemed a little surprised when she found Rangga there.
"Mas Rangga.." murmured Kiran softly, but could be heard by the man.
Rangga gave a low grin, staring intently at Kiran who kept staring at him.
"You just got home at this hour, because you're still busy dating!"
"Dating??"