One Big Dipper Two Love

Chapter 37

Since the incident ran out of gas and Pakde Ganteng's tatelan meatball shop, Harum and Nina have become increasingly familiar with Arya. More precisely, because Nina is cherry and easily familiar with anyone, including people who are newly known like Arya, Harum so infected with the sweet-faced man.

Plus Arya's attitude is now more independent, without seeming to have a special taste in Harum, making the hijab-wearing girl more comfortable with Arya.

The two girls had stopped by Arya's meatball shop several times, in addition to being addicted to the taste of the meatballs that champion, also because both of them got special discounts every visit to the meatballs store.

“Assalamualaikum, Bang Arya,” greet Nina when one afternoon back come to Pakde Ganteng meatball shop with Harum.

“Assalamualaikum.” Harum also greeted Arya who was sitting at the cashier table.

“Waalaikum greetings, Ukhti.” Arya replied to Harum's greeting first with a super sweet smile. Then his gaze turned to Nina and answered her greeting. “Waalaikum greetings, Kunti.”

“Harum is called Ukhti, Nina is called Kunti. Basic Pakde Ganteng no morals!” nina's protest was unacceptable. Harum's best friend hit Arya's body with her sling bag. While Harum and Arya were laughing.

“Handering, Nin. Sorry yes,” said Arya after her laughter subsided.

“It is unforgivable that you are not given free,” Nina said as she folded her hands on her chest and put on a manyun face.

“Special today, you two, ukhti-ukhti all of you, I love free.”

“Yeay.” Nina cheered cheerfully.

“Free .. sauces, soy sauce, and sauce,” connect Arya again.

“All free things are the air around the store,” Nina said while blinking her lips.

That's how his third friendship relationship is now getting closer. Jeers, jokes and laughter often decorate every meeting. In fact, Nina and Arya have exchanged WA numbers. Starting from Nina's desire to order meatballs on delivery, the girl was finally able to get Arya's mobile number.

Target mode.

For the business of exchanging phone numbers, Harum does not follow. As a married woman, she strives to put herself in good shape and behave properly. Although Harum seemed meaningless in the eyes of Hangga, it was not terbesit in the mind of Harum to cheat in his marriage.

After the de-sahan incident at dawn blind, Harum chose to occupy himself in the store to unravel the pain. His eyes and heart were tired of seeing the affection of the husband and the honey. Plus the attitude of Hangga who is cold and seems to not care about him.

Harum never came home from work in the afternoon. Even though his job at the tavern was done, he still chose to stay in the tavern or help his co-workers. Usually before Isya or bakda isya, he just arrived at home.

One night, he reached home at nine in the evening. Deliberately doing so in the hope that Hangga would reprimand him. However, her husband did not reprimand at all, even impressed the bodo period. Even asking who and how Harum came home was reluctant.

“Rum, you why the hell lately go home tonight continue?” After a long time, Nina could only ask that.

“From home, saturated. There is nothing I can do because all the homework is done by BI Jenah. If here ‘kan much I can do and can laugh as well,” sahut Harum while playing the pen in his hand.

“Kan no Mas Hangga. Did Mas Hangga come home at night too? Is Mas Hangga not angry, you go home every night?”

Harum let out a long sigh hearing Nina's question. Until now, Harum still keeps his own household problems. It has not occurred to me to tell the problem to my friend.

“Rum, if you have any problems, try the story. Maybe Nina can help. Nina ‘kan your friend,” said Nina when Harum just silence, not responding to her question.

In the past when she was a girl, Harum always confided in any problems to Nina, and vice versa. However, for household matters, it does not feel good to be told to his best friend. So thought Harum.

“Sorry yes, Nin,” said Harum almost cried. Alluded to the matter of household problems, making his chest tight because he again remembered the strange life of marriage he lived.

“Nina the sorry, Rum. Because you have the same problem as you. If you don't want to tell a story, it's nothing.” Nina rubbed Harum's hand. “Whatever the problem, Nina hopes to be given a way out soon. And may you always be happy with your marriage,” he said sincerely.

“Thank you, Nin.”

“Sama-sama, Rum.”

“Antar go home now, yuk!” fragrant Pinta after taking off her embrace.

“Ready, Fragrant Geulis,” Nina says steady. Every night, it was Nina who drove Harum home to his house.

“Just, later if already a month there is a reward deh.”

“Indeed Nina the motorcycle taxi driver,” protests Nina with a smile. Of course Nina sincerely drove her best friend home every night.

The two girls went to the motorbike parked in front of the store. Both of them went up on the bike with a piggyback. When the new motorbike goes a few meters, Nina feels something is awkward with her motorcycle tires.

“Why tires, Nin?” asked Harum when the two had gotten off the bike.

“No idea, Rum,” said Nina who squatted checking tires.

Only Nina said so, there was the roar of the motorbike and the horn that was sounded many times by a biker who was none other than Arya.

“Well, it happens to be Mas Arya,” said Nina.

“Why Nin?” arya asked after taking off the helmet.

“It's not good,” replied Nina.

"Obviously the tires are not good, because the good ones are Pakde Ganteng meatballs," said Arya while getting off the bike and crouching near Nina.

“This is the tire deflate. I think the tire e leaked," said Arya after checking the tire by pressing. “Must be brought to the leak and wind control service,” always.

“What the hell?” ask Nina.

“Tolder tire,” says Arya.

“If these nights the leak and wind control service closes,” said Nina.

“Ya is tomorrow. You do not have to use the motor ‘kan,”, said Arya who had known that Nina lived in mes.

“How do you go home, Rum?” ask Nina to Harum.

“Nothing. I order ojek online aja,” sahut Harum who was silent.

“Rum, you go home with Mas Arya aja,” proposed Nina.

“Neg. Thanks though. I order ojek aja.”

Why should I order online? Why don't you ask to pick up your husband, Dek Harum? Aryan murmured in the heart.

“It's night, Rum. Not afraid to be carried away with his brother ojeknya,” said Nina scares Harum.

Harum who insisted on rejecting Nina's proposal, in fact fretted as well. Moreover, a few days ago, he read the news about harassment of female passengers by ojek drivers.

Fragrant who had never used public transportation at night, immediately felt anxious. His heart was wondering whether to ask Arya for help. While asking for help from other employee friends is also impossible, because they are busy with their respective activities. Some are still on duty in the store, some are mengapelin girlfriend.

“Mas Arya, would you like to take Harum home?” lontar Nina on Arya.

“I?” Arya who was muttering in her heart said in surprise.

“Iya. Want right?”

“If the Fragrant Deck wants, I want it,” said Arya glanced at Harum.

“Udah want, Rum,” persuade Nina.

Harum paused for a moment to think.

“You've got, Rum. Rather than being taken away by people, it's hard to hear. Mending was taken away by Mas Arya. Smell easy. Kan Mas Arya mah is not a person.”

“Not people? Satan, so?” aryan Lontar.

“Not anyone else, that's what it means. Alias bestie,” said Nina while linking her two index fingers.

That's right Nina said. Arya is no one else. Arya is a friend of Kak Nata and Mas Hangga. So, it's not a problem to go home with Mas Arya. So thought Harum.

"Mas Arya can you please take me home?" pinta Harum finally.

Arya did not directly answer Harum's question. He was a little surprised by the woman's request.