
Rangga's pair of blind eyes, instantly turned to the origin of the voice, as soon as the man heard Kiran's voice. His usual gaze now seemed much more intense, after the man found Kiran, who looked so charming, in the dress he had bought.
He was so amazed, because Rangga had known the figure of Kiran, as a woman who always looked simple. The curves of her body that had been hiding behind her loose clothes, were now very clearly visible, when the maroon-colored dress was wrapped perfectly in the girl's body.
Keep looking...And looked, with the slightest unshakable gaze of Kiran, who was descending one by one the steps.
"When are you looking at me, Mas? Didn't you just ask me to hurry?" Kiran, who was already at a close distance to Rangga, immediately asked the man a question, when Rangga was just silent, even though Kiran was in front of him.
Stunned, but Rangga tried to hide that admiration, and displayed her usual face, as if she was completely unaffected by the beauty of Kiran tonight.
"Who is staring at you? You're too confident!" hardik Ranges.
"Well, let's go!"
"Come on!"
****
Drove in silence, and there was nothing to say between the two, as the four-wheeled vehicle defended the road, with heavy traffic, at night. Sit far apart, by separating the middle seat as a barrier between the Husband-Wife Couple. Each one was both silent, and immersed in what they were thinking.
"Sir..." The voice of Doni that grins the name of the Master, turns the eyes of Rangga immediately, who was enjoying the beauty of the city of Jakarta through the car window.
"What's wrong?"
"Are you going to visit the tomb tomorrow, Miss Rani?"
The black iris, namopak was much more intense, staring at Doni who had a small smile on his face, as the man stared back at Tuann through the rearview mirror in the car.
"Maybe you have forgotten, sir! If tomorrow is Miss Rani's birthday."
Rangga let out a long sigh, when the man realized that tomorrow was the birthday of his late wife, after he was reminded by Doni. A small smile greeted on the face of his face, when missed the Wife, suddenly just present.
"Prepare everything, tomorrow I will definitely wander into his grave."
"Okay, sir,"
Just being a loyal listener, but Kiran did not respond at all to the topic of the two men's conversation.
Be shocked! Sure oes. Because Kiran just found out, if tomorrow is the birthday, from the woman who has donated a heart for her.
"So tomorrow is the birthday, Doctor Rani? Anyway, tomorrow I have to go to her grave, because I owe Doctor Rani my life. But I'll find a good time, so as not to cross paths with this shitty guy!" muttered Kiran in heart.
The direction of sight that looked straight ahead, now moved to Kiran, who had been faithfully silencing her mouth.
"Does anyone forbid you to speak? So you just kept quiet."
"I just don't want to, just talk. What should I talk to you about?"
"Didn't you realize that thanks to my wife's heart you're still alive today, Kiran?"
Kiran breathed out for a moment. Angry at once he felt at Rangga, when again the man managed to disturb his peace of self, with questions that brought back the heart problems of Doctor Rani.
"Until any time, I will never forget you..I will never forget, if thanks to the heart of Miss Rani, I can still live to this day."
"Good, if you know." Pulling the corner of the lips, and again threw his eyes forward, with silence that again struck in the car, after their brief conversation earlier.
****
The pace of the four-wheeled vehicle which was originally speeding up, slowly slowed down its path, after the four-wheeled vehicle, had entered the area of a luxury house, which was the silence of a wealthy businessman, berama Hardi's. A large cliff that was deliberately sealed for safety, widened instantly, when Doni hid the car bell, several times.
Doni had parked the four-wheeled vehicle in a parking area, deliberately prepared by the party owner, for the invited guests.
The seat belt around his waist-Kiran let go, preparing to get out of the car. Just now the woman, going to tread her two feet on the front yard, suddenly Rangga made a sound, which made her pause instantly.
"Remember! Those present at this party, came from among Officials, Artists, and also Entrepreneurs. So take care of your attitude!" exclaim Rangga firmly.
The look on Kiran's face that had been covered with a happy face, faded to where, when she heard the words of Rangga, which made her feel annoyed and enveloped suddenly.
"I'm not from the same group as you, Mom! But I know, how to carry yourself, and it certainly won't embarrass you, so you don't have to worry!" kiran replied, passing from the car.
"Can you not look at this house, like that?! Because it's just gonna, make me embarrassed!" rangga shouted slowly, but with a tone of voice that sounded annoyed.
A little surprised, but trying to stay calm. And again Kiran, annoyed with the attitude of Rangga, who always humbled himself. Just be quiet, without self-defense.
"Let's go in!" pinta Ranges. But the man pointed his hand, for Kiran to screw him.
"What's it for?"
"What's the truth, you don't know what this is?!"
"Indeed, should I take you?!"
"Yes. Because I don't want to, people talk bad about me!"
Upset, and again Kiran can only respond to Rangga's wishes. And without asking again, the woman immediately took Rangga.
"Smile!" tell Rangga again, when he found Kiran's face slightly tense, and of course due to annoyance at the man.
"Smile, how's Mas? What am I crazy?! Smile themselves!"
"Easy! It's up to you. But don't make your face so tense like that, people will understand that I'm always being bad for you."
"Isn't that true?! If you're always acting on me!"
"Easy! Let's go in!" rangga replied, with his foot stepping into the party area, with the loyal Kiran beside him.
A festive atmosphere was welcomed, when the couple who were bound by the marriage contract entered the party area, which accompanied GARDEN PARTY.
Kiran circulated her pair of pupils in all directions, when again the woman, she was stunned by the luxury of party decorations, which were so beautiful.
The flowers adorn everywhere, accompanied by the light of decorative lights, which emit beautiful light in every direction.
Although the gaze of the eyes was busy spinning everywhere, but with the hand, Kiran did not release it at all from Rangga.
But all of a sudden - the link of the hands of both of them came off, after the arrival of a woman, who separated their hands.
"Rangga.." exclaimed the young lady with a happy face, without regard for Kiran, who was looking at her with annoyance, as a result of her attitude.
"Crazy!" Surprised face, once Rangga found the whereabouts of his best friend.
"What are you doing here?" ask Rangga later.
"Of course, because I was invited. Do you think, you can only be invited by a rich businessman, Mr Hardi's class?!" Dilla performed an upset mimic, while throwing her question at her best friend.
Smile before you speak. "I'm sorry."
"For a long time we did not meet Rangga, you look more handsome."
"Thank you, you're so good at praising Dilla!"
"Oh, Yes. Let's go over there! There, there are other friends too."
"really?" ask Rangga to make sure.
"Eat him, let's meet them!" dilla replied, directly holding Rangga's hand, and passed away, without caring for Kiran there.
Rangga completely forgot the presence of Kiran, his wife. Even the man seemed to no longer care, and more enjoy time with his friends. Being in such a place, was naturally very foreign to Kiran. Turned his face left, and right, to look for the whereabouts of Doni, but the whereabouts of the Secretary he could not find.
A pair of pupils Kiran's eyes, already looks glassy, with Rangga's behavior which he thinks, is very outrageous. Moreover, seeing the man's last laugh with his friends, and Dilla who was always loyal to hold him, made Kiran's heart even more sick.
"I know that you don't love me. I also do not hope anymore, if this love will be returned. But at least don't do this to me!' muttered Kiran, with a look in her eyes, at Rangga who was smiling.
Bad mood, making him not focus on the situation, until accidentally Kiran hit a Servant, until the tray that was in the servant's grasp collapsed to bring.
"BRAAK!!"
"I'm sorry Mba...Forgive me.." exclaimed Kiran by directly helping the lady's servant, lifting up the scattered pieces of glass.