NOT A LOYAL MAN

mepisode 11: Reunion

I stopped by the ketoko before I met my friends, I had to open the store and leave it to my employees before leaving.

Hari had offered me a ride, but I refused to be ashamed when I saw people, afraid to be slander. After all, Hari and I are not husband and wife.

I choose to ride my motorbike, I push slowly I rarely drive my own motorbike so there is a sense of anxiety, especially if you have to cross the highway afraid of something happening. I used to always drive Hari if going anywhere eh, why do I even think Hari again ?

Until my store was waiting for my employees who were ready to work, I handed the key to Minto to open the store door. The doors open perfectly all employees enter the store ready for their respective positions.

A white Avanza car parked in front of the store, I frowned, it seemed like I recognized this car.

The driver got out of the car, huh ! why this annoying creature is like a jaelangkung only, come uninvited home must kick if not yes do not want to go home.

"Hai Nin, I can be here huh ?"

"What are you doing ?"

"Wait for the order, let me wait here huh ? you don't mind, do you ?"

"Whatever !" Answer me in a sharp tone.

"Don't be fierce, drag a mate later you know..." The day chuckles at me.

"Not funny !"

"Minto, you drop me at the Grand Mall huh"

"Every boss" I threw the keys to the bike at Minto.

"I'll take Nin, it's free !" Day offered to drive me.

"God !" With a jutek face I left Hari and hugged Minto.

Basic men are shameless, already juiced still SDSR snobs close friendly pretentious.

Minto stopped at the Mall's parking lot, I got off the piggy bank and walked into the recently opened Mall.

I circulated the view towards the Mall is still quiet not many visitors, if only not for avoiding the beautiful Day Si I do not need to part like this.

I entered the cafe where I made my appointment with my friends, I chose a place in the corner so as not to be seen from outside the cafe, I ordered fries and orange juice to accompany me waiting.

Still thirty minutes, I enjoyed my order while watching the traffic of the Mall.

Something caught my attention, a young girl who was struggling spoiled with a middle-aged man, who was probably her father.

The girl looks fashionable even though she is veiled, her clothes from top to bottom look stylish and harmonious, while the father looks dandy, surely they are rich.

The girl is seen choosing shoes, and the father is willing to crouch to pair shoes, the relationship of Father and son is romantic. Honey I can't see their faces.

My minus eyes make me can not see from a distance a little far without glasses, understand the influence of factor U, I am lazy to look at the eyes make the nose and earlobe sore.

"Hi Mak ! the beginning came !" The Viennese voice of my high school friend made me jump in shock.

"Hi Win, good thing my heart didn't fall out, where are Iren and Salma ?"

"They're still in the parking lot, WA I'll be here soon"

We were just four reunions, we used to be close friends in High School, Vienna used to be tomboy girls from simple families just like me, but she was more fortunate to marry a successful businessman and her husband was a complete pity on Vienna.

Iren's a quiet girl she's the smartest among us, Iren's math assignment was every time we worked on it.

The wheel of life is always turning, Iren and Vienna used to come from a simple family but now the three of us are arguably financially well established. Different from Salma who now has to live a simple life when once the son of a rich man.

To come here we have to force, Iren who is in charge of picking up Salma because the closest house, he does not need to spend money, because all the costs of eating later in Vienna are practical, he is the richest among us.

The four of us chatted while enjoying the dishes we had ordered, the story here and there while laughing giggly, I felt young again forgetting the age of almost five heads.

"A meeting is coming at Bu Jand's house huh ?" my friends now call me Bu Jand aka Bu Janda, they are brash indeed, his behavior is still like ABG, ceplas ceplos when talking.

"No pa-pa anyway, you can bring family so that it gets rame" I said chimed in.

Although only four but our small reunion style is somewhat rame, many Mall visitors who turned their heads, seeing our excitement including a pair of fathers and children who had stolen my attention earlier.

Our gazes cried out, I was shocked to see the beautiful girl who was writhing spoiled in the middle-aged man's arms, That's not Tiara ? who is the man with her ? obviously it wasn't his father because I knew his father's face well, we met when he hit Hari first.

Tiara hurriedly entered the famous brand bag booth, which was located opposite the cafe where I gathered with my friends.

I caught a glimpse of their bodies, disappearing into the booth ah, it's none of my business whatever I do I don't care.

I still hang out with my friends until we finally split up.

"I go home first Mak, don't forget next meeting at my house, later I WA time when" we were talking to each other before finally separating.

I decided to look at the latest clothes, my body is a little fat since the divorce many clothes I no longer fit to wear. I need a new one.

Accidentally my bag fell on the floor, I bowed my body to pick it up, but what I saw was Tiara and the man was busy picking clothes at this booth as well.

I hid among the clothes that were hung so as not to be seen by them, lazy if I have to be respectful with Tiara.

"Darling this one is beautiful, isn't it ? it suits me, right ?" Tiara put the shirt in her hand to her body. The man nodded.

Crazy paper bag in hand is that much but Tiara still wants to shop, it's worth the money Hari never enough to meet the needs of Tiara, it turns out like this to his style.

A booth employee came up to me who was still in hiding.

"Can I help my sister ?" I came out of hiding.

"I want this one size L yes Ma'am" I took one shirt from the hanger and handed it to the employee who reprimanded me earlier.

"Please try Brother, there's the fitting room"

The employee pointed to the locker room located next to the cashier.

I saw that Tiara with the man was paying for his groceries, that I was in a fitting room meant having to pass them both. I don't want to talk to Tiara.

But I was embarrassed by the employees who reprimanded me, between moving forward and continuing to step or stop waiting for them, I was confused.

"Please brother, the fitting room is empty" again the employee surprised me.

"Yes" I stepped towards the fitting room with a heavy heart.

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