
The clock showed at five in the afternoon, one by one the employees say goodbye, leaving the office.
Verda is still in front of her computer. This whole day his concentration blurred out of nowhere to make his job neglected. At this moment a sense of annoyance was enveloping every cell of his body. He was angry, upset, and disappointed in Vedra. The man acted as if nothing special had happened between them. The man was really impressed like a biadap man who had snatched his crown but could actually act santuy.
"Verda," Ican's call broke Verda's daydream.
"What's up, Can?" ask Verda.
Ican leaned against the corner of Verda's cubicle, he squinted his eyes.
"Verda, I've been watching you all day staring into Vedra's room" Ican said.
"Ah, your feelings are just that, Can," Verda said.
"Verda, are you fascinated by Ved because he's a duren?" ask Ican.
Hearing Ican's question, Verda immediately recalled how powerful the man was when he dared him.
"What the hell, Can!" grumbled Verda, immediately he turned his face heated up.
"Verda, you don't have a crush on Ved, he's got a wife! Rather than a crush on Ved, it's better just be me!" the Ican is full of confidence.
"Aahaha!" Verda laughed crisply.
"You yes, same me yes," Ican persuaded.
"Relieve it! Go back to your desk, or you go home! I have a lot of work" said Verda.
"Have you gone home, Ved?" Ican asked as soon as he saw Vedra coming out of his room.
Vedra only gives a light nod.
"Widiw wadaw, he already has a wife, he wants to go home quickly," Ican cerocos.
Vedra ignored Ican's flares. He rushed because he had to go gym. It is a pity that membership for one year is wasted if Vedra does not go gym.
"Verda, if your job is done, we'll have dinner together yuk," Ican asked.
"Can, don't prattle on, I want to work on this" Verda complained.
"OK on, boss!" sahut Ican immediately returned to his desk.
...*****...
Ican parked his motorcycle in the parking area of a restaurant on the beach. The area is the culinary center of Makassar coto dishes. Ican really flowers when piggybacking Verda.
Verda and Ican enter the most popular shop owned by Haji Juddin which is always filled with visitors. They immediately sat at a long table, joining in with other visitors.
"What eat?" ask the waiter to approach them immediately.
"Meats only," replied Verda.
"I am nothing but meat, but not liver, I do not eat liver, will be thinner," replied Ican.
"One flesh, one flesh not the heart, what drink?" ask waiter.
"Es orange," said Ican.
"'Cold orange" replied Verda.
Verda's phone rang, he glanced at a glance, but chose to ignore the phone from Vedra.
"Her crackers, Om," the cracker boy approached them.
"How much crackers?" ask Verda.
"One fifteen thousand, take two, twenty-five thousand, Auntie" the boy replied.
Verda frowned because the boy called her aunty.
"Through it," said Verda.
"Why not buy, Verda?" ask Ican.
"She called me aunty anyway" Verda complained.
Ican laughed, Verda really baper when called aunty.
"Buy four," Ican offered the boy money.
"Thank you, Om," said the boy.
"Ican, do I look that old?" luh Verda's.
"Yes, Verda, I'm only five years old and already om-om, because my niece is born" Ican said.
"So seriously, Can?" ask Verda.
"Yes, my oldest brother married at seventeen! So, yes I automatically become om dong! Ahaha," Ican laughed.
Ican's laughter stopped when he heard his cell phone ringing. He immediately shifted the green panel.
"Hello, Ved," Ican said. "Verda's? Ada, why?" ask Ican.
"The report he sent was a difference" Vedra replied.
"Well, Ved, are you back at the office again?" ask Ican.
"Yes," said Vedra briefly.
"Okay, but then yeah, we'll have dinner again" Ican said.
"Where are you having dinner?" ask Vedra.
"We're eating Haji Juddin's coto again, you want to come here?" ask Ican.
"Oh, okay," said Vedra before hanging up.
"Why, Can?" ask Verda.
"That's, your report said Ved there is a difference, hih, he's that yes, this hour is still also a matter of work," replied Ican.
It was not long before Vedra joined at the same table as Verda and Ican. Actually the position of Vedra when calling Ican is not far from the location where they met.
Verda tried not to show her regretful expression to Vedra.
"Where are you, Ved?" tanya Ican was astonished to see Vedra's more relaxed appearance, wearing only a loose black T-shirt.
"Nge-gym," said Vedra briefly.
"Ooh, so that's your secret body anyway. G-gym where are you?" ask Ican.
"Wuih, expensive dong," cried Ican.
"No, joining membership per year is much cheaper," said Vedra.
"It's meat only, it's not meat," the waiter placed Verda and Ican's order.
"What eat?" ask the waiter to Vedra.
"Meats only," replied Vedra.
"'drink?"
"Ordinary mineral water" Vedra answered.
"Can, are you seriously eating meat instead?" tanya Verda looked up at the Ican bowl.
"Yes, I don't like meat, often stuck in my teeth, I like this loh," Ican sniffed the contents of his bowl.
"What's that?" ask Verda.
"It's tongue! Cow tongue alone is this delicious, let alone human tongue, hihi, how, Ved? Your wife's tongue is good, right?" Ican chuckles.
Vedra was silent, not commenting. While Verda felt her face heat up instantly.
"You want to try, Verda?" ask Ican.
"No" said Verda.
"When what is my tongue? Wanna?" ask Ican.
Verda frowned, at a glance he was meeting Vedra.
"Calm down, Verda, your tongue won't eat! Hihi...," Ican chuckled again.
The waiter immediately delivered the Vedra order.
"Verda, how much can you usually eat this rhombus?" tanya Ican took one ketupat from the pile that was in front of them.
"At most one," replied Verda.
"I can run out of three tablets" said Ican.
"Well, a lot, Can," ceplos Verda.
"Ved, how about we race a lot to eat ketupat? The loser has to pay for all this" Ican challenged.
"By," said Vedra.
Moments later, Ican must accept his defeat. The four ketupat Ican ate, making the man almost vomit. While Vedra casually spent his seventh rhombus.
"Cheat you, Ved! You're out of gym!" Ican grousers.
"Ican, losing is still losing" Vedra said in response to the Ican grunts.
Vedra steals a glance towards Verda who is seen still wearing a sour expression every time she sees it. It really made Vedra wonder why Verda was acting like that to her.
Jreng...
A busker came and started strumming guitars while singing.
"... I'll ask you day, you answer night, I'll ask you night, you answer day, what's wrong with you..."
Verda stole a glance towards Vedra, Verda immediately turned her gaze as their gazes collided with each other.
I don't know why the lyrics sung by the busker made them both misbehave themselves.
"Excuse me. Excuse me," the busker thrusting his hat, picking up the ruffles from visitors.
"Mas, sing true dong!" Ican hatch. "Peter Pan's song is so absurd!" lamentable Ican.
"Sorry, Mas, this is Peter Panci's song not Peter Pan, hehe," the busker chuckled.
"Yes!" Ican Cibir.
Verda sipped her warm orange, trying to ignore Vedra who was now looking straight at her.
"So, you guys want to go back to the office again?" ask Ican.
"Can't it be tomorrow, Ved?" ask Verda.
"Tomorrow before nine must be submitted" replied Vedra.
"Verda, I'll take you" said Ican.
"Ican, you go home, we go to the office together" Vedra said.
"Oh so, fine until tomorrow," Ican said goodbye.
Vedra looked back at Verda who was grunting as soon as she entered Vedra's car.
Vedra immediately drove her car, but the man did not head to the office, but went home.
Vedra clearly only makes the job as an excuse to be able to pick up Verda without needing to be suspected by Ican.
"Verda," Vedra said as soon as they entered the house.
Verda ignored Vedra, he headed to the room of her belongings.
"Verda, wait," stop Vedra.
"What's up, Ved?" ask Verda.
Vedra opened her shirt, pointing at the bruises around her chest.
"This is what you're doing?" ask Vedra.
Verda looked towards Vedra who appeared to have an expression of disbelief. Verda chose to avoid.
"Verda," said Vedra holding down Verda's arms.
Verda brushed off Vedra's hand, annoyed at her.
This man before him really made him unable to resist the annoyance that was raging in his chest.
Verda unbuttoned his shirt, showing Vedra what the man had done to him.
...*****...