Lovely Love

Staying a Jewel

Gerdy runs Moge slowly down the street on the left right lined with street vendors, mingling with pedestrians who never deserted.

His appearance resembled that of a top gangster: Drizzly hair, black glasses, a wool jacket, wearing a necklace with his name, tight little pants, shiny shoes, and a cold face. When she smiled, the corner of her lips lifted slightly.

Then Moge stopped in front of the cigarette stall.

"Poltak," call Gerdy to the owner of the thick-moustached cigarette stall, without getting off his bike.

Poltak came over, and asked, "What's up, Bang?"

"We're one nusa."

"Rubber."

"One nation."

"Agreed."

"One language."

"Yes." Yeah."

"One pack of dong's cigarettes."

"Due, Bang! Debt to the muters!"

"From your head's nutter!"

Cigarettes are his new best friend. Gerdy felt more confident with a cigarette on his lips, more like a man. Perhaps because through the puff of smoke he can hide the turmoil of life.

For a pack of cigarettes, Gerdy really does not need debt. Just flicking the fingers of the cigarette trader must be thrusting for free. As the thugs who controlled this area, everything could be obtained easily.

The real power was unintentionally gained. When he was hanging out on the side of the road with Mogenya, it appeared that some thugs were swarming SUVs, as if they wanted to squeeze because of the arbitrary parking in their area.

Gerdy came to reconcile. The group of thugs did not accept and there was a fight. They managed to beat him to the ground.

Gerdy doesn't know who he's helping if the driver doesn't come down and calls him, "Gerdy...!"

Gerdy who had already left the fighting area turned his head in surprise. In front of him was a beautiful woman standing stunned looking at him, as if in disbelief.

"You live in this town?" A question glides from sensual, unsightly lips.

Gerdy continued his steps towards Moge who parked the side of the road.

"Wait!" The woman ran after. "I want to talk to you."

"Speak what?" asked Gerdy coldly. "You're telling me your sister's living happily with Bradley? Thank goodness."

Katrin walked by his side saying, "You're mistaken that my sister is living happily. What does it mean to live luxuriously if inner needs are not met?"

Gerdy stopped stepping and looked straight, "You mean Bradley....?"

"Yes" answered Katrin. "Nadine is just an object for therapy. Bradley's a mighty man in life but a loser in bed."

"Your sister confided in you?"

"I got information from someone and I gave Nadine the same advice to demand divorce because it's been a year married has not been successful as well as the treatment, but she refused because she felt indebted."

Not wanting to live miserable either, Gerdy thought wryly. He has a lot of money to quench his thirst and can choose any man according to his taste.

There was a great fight between the brothers. Nadine accused Katrin of cheating on her husband because she knew the most sensitive issues in her household.

How would Katrin know Bradley's secret organ condition if nothing ever happened to them?

Katrin is hard to explain. So he chose to leave the house. He realized his presence only disrupted the harmony of his sister's household. He was looking for the address of his old friend when the thugs tried to blackmail him.

Poltak came over to Gerdy who was sitting on top of the Moge with Katrin standing nearby.

"What a great thing," praised Poltakkam. "Once the buzz of the five hillbilly whiz was directly cornered."

"I don't like to see violence against women" Gerdy said casually. "Your head can also be dislodged if you try to disturb Ratna the owner of the kampolan stall."

"For example, Bang," said Poltak. "I don't dare to mess around in front of you anymore. But I wonder why you're not a thug, you're a motorcycle taxi driver."

"Abang has many enemies with this incident" said Poltak. "Oh yeah, who's this, Bang? I think my brother knows it well."

"I'm looking for her again" Katrin smiled sweetly. "He's out of the house."

Poltak. "So you're his wife? Ouch, Bang! A wife like this is just playing! If I don't get out of the room!"

"Somebody bought a cigarette" Gerdy cut up. "Many chirp much to lose your windfall."

With the fall of the thugs, the territory automatically changed hands. Gerdy goes through it all regardless of whether the choice is right or not. He felt betrayed by life. What truth needs to be defended?

Gerdy didn't think of anything anymore. He just wanted to be a man and die as a man.

The first months almost every day fighting because the herd of thugs turned out to be a lot. Over time their plotters also saw martial skills and especially great guts.

But Gerdy never asked for tribute, let alone blackmail. Street vendors, pelvic porters, parking lotmen, buskers, street PSKs, free to make a living. No need for deposit. Because of their kindness, they know themselves. Every day give security money voluntarily.

In return, Gerdy became a protector from all kinds of interference. Even once languished in a cell for several days because of a fight with a group of ormas members. He was later released as everyone in the area marched to the police station. Gerdy is the defender of the little people.

It was in this corner of town that Gerdy pinned his club's hopes. Scrubbing dreams from hallway to hallway. Making street life his true friend, and the night wind as his cold blanket.

Many people offered to stay in a contract. Ratna, the young widow of a regular rice stall owner even seduces her into staying one house with no strings attached. But Gerdy chose to sleep in a five-foot cart or train car with street children.

"Abang is actually divorced not yet the same as Abang's wife?" ratna asked one day in curiosity. He was amazed to see Katrin every day back and forth to the area.

Gerdy asked back. "Who's my wife?"

"Don't like to pretend! I lose cute and lose sexy same wife Brother, but service is not necessarily! You can prove it! He cheated on you, Bang? So you left him! So have a wife don't miss saucy, Bang! A lot of nose dodgers!"

Everyone in the street knows Katrin as his wife. Gerdy just let that opinion flourish for his shield. She is almost overwhelmed by the seduction of young widows and PSKs to live in a house without ties.

"I'm too dirty to be your wife" Katrin once said. "But we can help each other rebuild our broken lives."

With the help of her old best friend, Katrin works as a saleswoman at a convenience store and lives in an elite housing estate. He leaves the past to knit back the thread of a broken dream.

He's worried about seeing Gerdy's wild life. The man would be further immersed in destruction without any chance of resurrecting. With regular living and settling in a house, there will definitely be a glimmer of hope to open a new life sheet.

"Pumping yourself in disappointment won't bring your life back" Katrin advises. "I have disappointed my family. Dennis and his wife almost got divorced because of me."

"You know what not? You're the girl your sister cheated on the most."

"And now my brother lives with the man you most jealous of. So where's the problem? You need to live regularly. The street is not your life."

"The street keeps me calm."

"Sin' from where? You are not out of danger every day."

"Living in danger turns out to be exciting."

"You don't get everything on the streets."

"I've lost everything."

"And more and more lost if you live on the streets. I want you to get up and I'm sure you can."

Living in a house makes Gerdy remember his own house, the wife's child. He does not want the shadows of the past to haunt him every step of the way.

He wants to live a new life. Crochet tomorrow without burden yesterday. And make this city as a stopover of his life.

But Gerdy eventually gave up too as his health deteriorated. He's been sick.

"You don't normally sleep in the night wind" Katrin said. "You used to live in the palace. So have a fever."

"Why are you so attentive to me when all the women are away from me?" look at the dark Gerdy.

"Who said all the girls stay away from you?" balik Katrin touched. "Wherever you live you remain a jewel. So the rapture of Ratna and the night butterfly."

Gerdy thinks every human being is bound to experience a turning point in life. Perhaps now is the time for Katrin to embrace a bright tomorrow.

He saw his life changed. Katrin is no longer a woman who likes to go out in search of thirst relief.

But can Katrin resist the long-imprisoned bubble of feeling for her sister's happiness?