LOVING SOMEONE'S WIFE

Perfumes

Time passed, in one of the largest malls in Jakarta a pair of human children were in the cinema they watched a romantic drama that was in Gandrung.

While eating popcorn and one cup of lemon tea they sit side by side like lovers but in fact they are a pair of teachers and students who somehow they become familiar with each other.

The film was finished, the lights were turned on and they started to scatter out of the cinema.

Step times lead them to an area of time zone there is not one among the visitors who feel suspicious about their status, because earlier Angga bought a pair of casual clothes chosen by Amel of course.

Very romantic not them whether now their status has changed, not of course they are still the same as the day before, he said, amel has no fiancee and what to expect from both of them.

1 hour passed

They stopped their game.

Whether consciously or not, they are actually spending time together eating, watching, shopping and even playing in the time zone, what is really with them.

Had they forgotten about the status between them they shouldn't have done that.

Amel also seems like he is not thinking long about what he is doing at the moment. What if his parents or future in-laws knew of his current behavior it would definitely make them all very disappointed in him, what else the man was his own student. What would he say if it really happened.

Maybe this is very embarrassing for some people but they do not seem to mengubris people's speech, the most important thing is that they are equally happy themselves.

Angga who wanted to carve memories with the woman who had long reigned in his heart, while Amel she wants to feel the freedom that she may no longer be able to get when she is already the wife of a Bobby Permana.

Going alone with the man who had secretly stolen his heart, do not know that what they are doing now will be something that they will never forget when they have each other's lives.

Angga glanced at his watch pointing at the time of 06.45 is still quite long not for her to be able to spend time back with Amel.

She dances her way to one of the stores that sells various kinds of perfumes, whether she feels that it's one way to buy time so that their togetherness today does not end quickly.

He wanted to be selfish this time, he didn't want to think of anything more, all he thought about right now was enjoying the time God had provided for him.

There he seemed to choose a different perfume than he used to wear, maybe Angga was tired of the fragrant perfume he used to wear or it could not be, he wants to be picked a new perfume by his beloved.

Amel went through the shelves and stopped there in a row of perfumes that Angga could use, took them and gave them to Angga.

"This guy" he called

Angga approached the source of the voice not far from where he was standing but when he got close to Amel, Angga squinted his brows as Amel thrust the bottle of perfume he used to use.

Wait

Why would..

Why did he know the brand of perfume he used to use, didn't he ever tell about it.

What kind of attention his teacher had towards him, he should be glad not that Amel could understand him without being asked.

Or maybe it's because he knows so many men that he makes it so memorized by the smell of every man's perfume.

It seemed impossible, had not he always followed where Amel went when he was not busy with other activities.

Even if he is busy anyway he usually also told his men to follow where the woman went not. How could he think like that.

Either he himself was doubtful about his own assessment of Amel.

"This number...?"

"how do you know the brand of perfume I used to wear?" angga asked and his hand received the perfume that Amel put on him.

"That's...". now Amel is misbehaving because it is found that he noticed Angga with such detail.

Come on Amel find the right reason not to make you no longer have face in front of Angga.

"I just guessed it" replied a nervous Amel as Angga continued to stare at him without taking his eyes off.

"Just guess?" angga

He was a little disappointed by the answer Amel gave, not the answer he wanted.

Then you want an answer like what Angga is, maybe it seems like I know the type of perfume you use, or like the smell of your perfume is my opium.

Where it might be like that.

But for sure they both have a strong inner bond.The real evidence is that they are reluctant to fill their hearts for others since their first meeting.

They do not allow others to occupy the place, they let the taste that is there without them realizing that they both have the feeling of wanting to have such a strong one, he said, but what is the power if the destiny has been told.

"Yes" replied Amel

"Why don't you buy it?" tanyanya who no longer use formal language like Amel's request.

"Take what you like"

"Yes your money is still enough than you paid Mulu" asked Amel without wanting to demean Angga.

"It's enough to just buy this"

"Buffed up"

"Belgium"

Say yes then go to a row of women's perfumes she wants to buy perfume for her special woman who will soon be the wife of Bobby Permana.

Seeing the many perfumes neatly lined up on the shelf, he seemed so interested in the one perfume he was holding and then walked back to where he died.

But...

Where's she.

Why did he just disappear, then,

Bad thoughts about what actually happened were milling around in his head, Angga was afraid to be very afraid when he did not see Amel there.

He ran to and fro looking for where the woman had gone, why not wait for her there or maybe.....

Angga continued to search until his net caught the shadow of the woman who disappeared from the sight of his eyes.

She was beside a woman's perfume rack, Angga ran closer to her then without excuse she immediately hugged Amel very tightly.

Angga who had felt tightness in his chest, suddenly the feeling just came out when Amel was needed.

"THE DEAD WANT ME YES HAA"