Not a Manduline Woman

Just waiting for time

As usual, every morning Riyan always took the time to exercise.

Still walking in place waiting for the figure of the short-haired lady to appear. But this time it seems like his hope was in vain. The moon cannot be present as usual. If not, the woman usually goes down to look for breakfast.

It had been almost an hour, Riyan glanced right and left. Let alone the moon, not even a star was visible from the nose since.

Is he home yet?

Riyan asked inwardly, it hasn't been a week that she can't go home. But...why was the room so quiet?

is he sick?

Yes, maybe he was sick because he was too tired, last night the woman was playing too much water. Maybe he has a fever?

This time Riyan simply moved his body while walking on the spot. Without the figure of the Moon, the lelaKi was not excited. Especially when thinking about the Moon.

Shortly thereafter.....

Tanpak Oma walked in a hurry, like he was in a hurry. Unlike the Stars, the Moon's twin brother looked more relaxed.

Riyan stared at the two intensely, I don't know that Riyan was increasingly convinced that the Moon was in a bad state.

Riyan twisted the brain, looking for ways to know its certainty. It was impossible for him to suddenly ask directly to the Moon family.

Riyan fixed his black hat, Pretending to run small near the Star

"Yes I'm the same Oma has already left, Oma also has brought all your clothes equipment. I'll be there soon"

"Yes"

"Yes"

"Bastian gave you breakfast, didn't he?"

"Yes, ten more minutes I'm with Oma up to"

That's what the Star's mouth sounds like when talking on the phone with the Moon.

Riyan was convinced that the Moon was not in good shape.

And she was with her male friends, they did look very familiar indeed. But they're not dating right?, thought Riyan.

Riyan smiled wryly, laughing at himself. Since when did he become this kind of man with the affairs of others.

But it never lies, Riyan is really worried.

Riyan kept staring at White's car riding on the Star and Oma Margaret until it disappeared.

If if it wasn't for the office's extremely demanding attendance, this time perhaps Riyan had already acted as a stalker for the umpteenth time.

It is different with a businessman who can enter the office at will. If Riyan mah must take care of the duties of the state, and always numbered the affairs of the Heart.

Patience babang Riyan.rileks just don't panic. The moon is okay. Just a little less immune.

This time the police brother was less focused in carrying out his duties. Anxiety and worry still enveloped Riyan's little heart.

"Riyans..... Yan... A.....!!! " the sound of the table buzzing disperse the daydreams of Riyan.

"Yes Bul--" replied Riyan in a sly manner.

"Master????" satya asks Riyan's classmate.

"Bul-bul-bul luciani, wife of his general Sutoyo gave birth in jogja" replied Riyan origin.

"Oh, ngeles aja lu kayak bajai"

Riyan smiled wryly, since when was General Sutoyo's wife pregnant? suddenly gave birth. Thought Riyan. Amused yourself.

"Why you? daydreaming continues" asked satya while sitting next to Riyan.

"Hmmm I don't know" Riyan replied in a heavy tone.

"Why? again fight you same pricil?"

"Huh pricil??? "

Riyan even forgot about his fiancee.

"Why are you surprised by the name Pricil? " ask satya curiously. "Well, are you okay with him?"

" Yes well, we were very good. Never had a fight at all "

"Huh? crazy lu Yan, really you've never fought like pricil?" ask satya again.

"Yes, really. Suwer deh" Riyan replied with confidence.

It has been five months more engaged to the beautiful woman, but there is not the slightest problem between them.

"You sure?"

"Keep in.... "

"Why is that? you're an unhealthy time" Riyan replied indifferently.

"In a relationship there must be a problem, which causes small quarrels. Because it is through the quarrel that we can understand the character of the couple. "clearly Satya smart-ass while sipping coffee.

"Oooooooo's...... "

"Cock just ooo? uh you're actually not the same love pricil?"

"Love" Riyan replied briefly.

"Love" Satya displayed Riyan's expression. " The words are not in harmony with your expression, my friend"

"What do I need to do?" riyan asked starting to get annoyed because satya kept intrograting her.

And suddenly drrrt drrrt... "Syuutt Pricil telfon" said Riyan Lirih.

"Hello... "

"Hello, what else?" ask pricil in a spoiled tone.

"work"

"Busy huh?"

"Yes"

"Jaudah deh later if you have already done his phone job, yes, someone wants to crap"

"Hm"

" Yes, happy work, baby"

"Hmmm"

Riyan disconnected their phone, and put the flat object back in his pants pocket.

"That's you lying" continued Satya again, apparently the one man still wanted to explore the personal problems of his theme.

"Lied what? I'm indeed working again" Satya said while pretending to open her laptop.

"Yan, I'd say that for the wedding you think again"

"Reason?"

"We are a police officer dedicated to the state, do not play on a sacred marriage. If you live a household without love, you will also be tired. And you know, man, that cop's been banned from divorcing. And if that were to happen, you would be sanctioned." Satya explained.

"Yes, I know too" Riyan replied lightly.

"Oh yeah you don't see the latest news about your fiancee"

"What news?"

"It was said that Pricilia Agata, a famous model, was caught in love with her co-star in a soap opera that was starring" Satya said by reading the news that appeared on his cellphone screen.

"Don't listen to that it's just gossip" Riyan replied indifferently.

Actually Riyan had also read the news earlier this morning, but Riyan was not too bothered with such news.

"If my advice you should investigate, because according to the news Iw news is not just gossip" said Satya.

"Lu've seen them both walk? " ask Riyan directly

"Hmmm-----"

"Udah by the way, I don't papa" insisted Riyan. Satya's expression described her knowing something.

"Actually when I was on duty in Bandung, I had seen them kissing in the hotel" said Satya hesitated.

"Why were you gk ngabarin gw back then? " ask Riyan casually.

"Because I don't have proof"

"That's the problem, we cops can't accuse people with a quack-like premonition" Riyan replied lightly.

"Mean me I told you to investigate, I don't want you to be played"

"Hahahaha. Sooner or later he will also be trapped by his own game"

"How dare I, your fiancee cheated but you can laugh so loosely"

"Udah don't need you to want my personal problems. It's just a matter of time" said Riyan as he patted Satya's shoulder who was still staring at her in surprise.

That was how Riyan was, the man did not want to open himself to anyone. Including Satya, his close friend since college.

Even though he really knows what kind of woman Pricilla is. Riyan is not a man who is blind to pricil games.All he does is for the sake of the Sultan's family. Just waiting for time, to dismantle the woman's guise, without having to sacrifice the Sultan's family.

Because Riyan knew that if he dismantled the pricil scandal, the cooperation between the Sultan's family and Agata would be destroyed, resulting in great losses for the Sultan's family.