Not the Wrong Love

Come back to me

Time has shown the clock home office, Rangga is seen still sitting in his office with his eyes closed. His head rested on the back of his great chair facing the ceiling of the room.

"We're splitting!"

The words of Love kept ringing in his head. Making his blood instantly boil, his jaw hardened, and his hands clenched firmly. She's upset. Angry at himself. Because of his stupidity, he would lose the woman he loved so much.

****! rangga in the Heart. He opened his eyes to look at the ceiling of the room.

"Well!" A heavy breath escaped from his lips. He sat straight back staring at his laptop screen for a while. His mind went back to chaos, he stood up then violently grabbed the vase located in the corner of his desk and threw it.

"Armghh!"

Prankk!

The flower vase floated against the wall of the room and fell into pieces.

"Damn it! Goddamn bum!" Rangga cursed violently while scrambling all the papers piled on his desk until scattered on the floor. Anger was evident on his face but, who would be angry at him? Doesn't this happen because of his own fault.

Satisfied to vent his frustration, he slowly walked towards the sofa and sat himself lazily there. Rangga was silent looking at the ceiling of his room, laughing at the rethinking of the fate of his marriage with Love.

Does it have to end like this? her inner. After how many minutes he was silent until the door of his room was knocked from the outside.

"Lake in!" rangga answered lazily without taking his eyes off the ceiling of his room.

"Sorry sir, is there any additional duty for me?" ask Agnes as usual.

"No one, go home!" rangga replied while peeking at the base of his nose.

"Why are you, Ga? Some days I've noticed you're not focused on your work. Do you have a problem?" asked Agnes ventured to see the chaos in Rangga's room. He returned to speak in a relaxed language when his working hours were over and Rangga was no longer his superior.

Rangga was silent. Seeing that Agnes sighed then walked up to Rangga's desk to pick up the papers scattered on the floor and tidied them back on the table.

"Sorry Ga, if I'm presumptuous. If I may know, why these days you look different than usual? Are you having any more problems?" asked Agnes again who was sitting next to Rangga.

"No Nes, I'm just tired. You gohome. Kasian Angga is waiting for you."

"Em, speaking of Angga, when is there time? Angga wanted to meet you. He said he wanted to give you a gift because you were there for him at that time." Agnes looked at Rangga expectantly.

"Neither know Nes" he answered briefly.

"Tomorrow how?" agnes asked with a sweet smile.

"I don't think it can be Nes,"

"Nes, go! I'm tired." Rangga let out a heavy sigh and then cupped his own face.

"Hm, okay, I'm sorry. I've been bothering you. I'm sorry to go home first." With a feeling of sadness mixed with disappointment Agnes rose from her seat and opened the door at the same time as Gilang wanted to enter the room.

Agnes simply nodded and smiled faintly at Gilang, as did Gilang who replied with a faint smile.

"Loe why? Still noisily the same Love?" Gilang patted Rangga on the shoulder and was already sitting next to him.

"Love asked for separation after the birth," replied Rangga frustrated. He nodded and leaned his head again on the sofa.

"What's? Separate out?" pekik Gilang did not believe that only the breath was answered by Rangga.

"Ck, bad!" Gilang clucked, "Loe is a jerk so a man, use the same cheating show Agnes is like this will be."

"Heh, I'm a jerk but, I'm not a cheat." Rangga glared at Gilang. "When I sentin to establish a relationship with Love I was committed to quitting my dark world. It's enough for me to wander, enough for me to mess around all this time. Just love, the woman in my heart and my life." Rangga spilled his heart on Gilang fiery.

Gilang again patted Rangga on the shoulder, trying to calm him down. "I know, sorry! So, how's your decision now?"

"Come on Lang, I'm confused. I can't possibly separate the same Love, she's half my life," she said grievously even with teary eyes.

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"Love's asleep, Bik?" rangga asked the waiter who opened the door.

"Not yet Sir, Miss just walked into her room."

"Then you're with mom?"

"Mister and master also just entered the room together with miss."

"Hm, great. This is a young mango order Love, Bik." Rangga thrust a shopping bag containing mango young order Cinta delivered to Rangga earlier. For a few days after his quarrel with Cinta, Rangga did know the development of Cinta through the waitress who was at Reyhan's house. He asked the servant to tell him what Love needed. Including the habit of cravings Love moments before dawn, Rangga still trying to find what Cinta wants even though he was very tired because every day had to commute from Reyhan's house to his office which takes six hours drive back and forth home to the office.

"Do you want dinner, let me prepare?" haggle that waitress.

"No need Bik, I want to just take a break" he replied lethargic.

"Okay sir, you do look very tired. Have a good rest, sir," said the waiter with pity to see the face of Rangga who was exhausted. How not, some days Rangga is indeed sleep deprived because he reached home at night, then left back to his office at dawn not to mention if Cinta asks for something at dawn, so the servant was forced to wake Rangga back and become Rangga did not get any rest at all.

Before heading to the guest room, where she slept for a few days, Rangga first climbed the stairs to see the Love room even though he knew Cinta would not open the door or meet him. He looked at the door of the room of Love which was bright brown with mixed feelings. She smiled mirroring the times she was in that room with Love.

"Please, come back to me, baby,"

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