ONE ENOUGH
CHAPTER 3: IT TURNS OUT
Baskoro and his mom were still in the basement of the big mall. The car they entered was only on fire but did not move from the previous position.
Because of Baskoro's creeping hand earlier, the mami asked for more. Directly pulled Baskoro's head and attacked the lips of his mistress. Holding Baskoro's jaw possessively so that the relationship does not end immediately.
If Miranda's phone doesn't ring, it's possible that the shirt button was removed by the gulallia man.
"Yes..who the hell. Just interrupt!!" Rutu was upset to take the device in his handbag.
"What the hell...?" he said without hello and so on.
"Jeez, I forgot. Go straight to TKP. See U." The answer closed the short conversation.
"Who's this...?" search Baskoro who is actually busy looking for an excuse to immediately part with Miranda. Curious about the Gita he met.
"Vivh, Bas. Mommy forgot tonight she's her birthday. They were waiting for mom. How ya?"
"Why, so how?"
"The Trouble at Club Hits."
"His problem?"
"Mommy doesn't want you to go there. Mom's husband is there sometimes." Clearly honest.
"Yes already, the bus goes to Widya's aunt's house. Or just in front of the club?"
"Babbas gaungkan if mami stay?"
"Ga problem mi. As long as you don't get drunk..."
"Yes, take care of yourself."
"Where are you going home?"
"Heem usually meets the old bandot, mommy goes home to the Bas."
"Yes already... The bus sleeps at home, tonight."
"Iih. Love you more." Another kiss on Baskoro's lips.
"But there's a condition mi."
"What?"
"We're long ga holiday, Singapore cake. Bored in Bandung."
"Ha.ha. Simplest. Mami swipe the bandot first to get a ticket to Turkie aja, ntar mami all with other mami friends."
"Iih.. ga exciting mi. Just the two of us, that honeymoon." Sin ting's. There's a honeymoon for old couples and their guilds.
"Oh my god... Mami melted if you've been taken alone with you dear. Okay.. Mami set it okay." Miranda is 57 years old and 27 years old with Baskoro who is 30 years old.
Because to his mat, accustomed to living well from the sweat of parents whose efforts are still successful, while still in white ash ash uniforms. Making Baskoro look down, while entering a University in England, along with the arrest of the father who stumbled on a corruption case. His mother died of heart attack, his two younger siblings were soon adopted by his mother's family. Which he has not been able to meet up to now.
Baskoro and Gita date even since High School when Gita class X and Baskoro XII. It is precisely because Baskoro attended college in England first that made Gita follow in his footsteps.
When Gita started college, Baskoro was no longer a student. Since then, Gita has been deceiving. It's kind of a pretext to make Gita believe that he moved his campus to Indonesia. It will even open a business that requires a lot of capital.
The taste is high, the lifestyle is already parlente. So being a gulali is one of the practical ways for him to survive in luxury.
Miranda is a middle-aged woman who wins a drunken bet at a club. Exactly a year ago. Since then, Baskoro's finances have been stable, even though he has to wrestle with an enemy far below his average physical abilities.
Baskoro is only a Senior High School diploma, which company is able to pay 15jt/month. What skills does he have for a company to hire him. Then become the solution gulali.
His relationship with Miranda was strengthened in a one-year contract. But now, both of them claim to have been in love with each other, married siri is the plan of both, although until now never realized.
Baskoro knows, not always dependent on Miranda money. Pioneering an effort to make a cafe is busy now. To guard against the possibility that Miranda might die or that their relationship is over.
Gita and Gilang have arrived home. Sure enough, the pile of Gilang goods this morning is no longer there. Because it was sorted out by bi Inah.
"Mandi Neng, pray. We just had dinner." Gilang orders on Gita who looks to have completed the work of arranging his groceries earlier.
"Ready bosque." Gita answered obediently, then went into their room to do what Gilang asked.
They are now on the dining table, to enjoy the fried rice purchased earlier.
"Nake?" ask Gilang.
"Lumayan." Answer Gita, make sure it feels.
"Can it be the last fried rice we bought?" gilang said to his wife.
"A'a what the hell is that talking?" Gita glared at her husband.
"I mean, this is the last outdoor food we buy. Because then we can change it to cook at home. It's neng." It was Gilang who had surprised Gita.
"A'a makes me surprised. Okay, let's cook it ourselves. But don't look for the good and delicious ya A'. At first, take an amateur in cooking."
"Ga problem, our conversation has been shopping a lot of strap food ingredients in cooking. So, we'll just haunt. Make money the same."
"Just relax, A'." Said Gita who has lifted dirty dishes to wash.
"Let's just there don't have to be washed, tomorrow there's bi Inah."
"A'a. It's just two plates and two spoons. Aunty's waiting time is also washing her?" Gita continued her work.
"Yes, I don't mind." Said Gilang chose to tidy up their tables and chairs after eating earlier.
"Neng. a'a would like to apologize." Said Gilang after the two sat on the sofa in the middle of the house.
"A'a what the hell's wrong. Seriously apologizing." curious Gita saw the look of her grim husband.
"That's. The bag's cool, it's actually not a'a paying." He taught her semyum to capture her.
"Where?"
"That expensive bag wasn't A'a paying for it."
"Who was the blackcard? a ghost?" ledek Gita with a smile.
"That's. anu."
"What the hell..."
"Promise to be angry."
"Oh my God. Buruan said, what the hell???"
"Promise not to be angry?"
"Plis deh don't get rich kid TK is A'..." Gita began to annoy Gilang postpone the information that he would arrive at.
"Tas earlier a'a pay using 3 M money that sir boss love, in the form of a check. Before going to Switzerland, a'a caur and move. Make a blackcard." I'm honest.
"Oh... it was not using the money husband donk....?" scowling Gita towards Gilang who left her from the sofa.
Seriate...
Thanks to those who are ready to move here.
Thanks also ...
nyak already in the pile again using votes, flowers, coffee as well.
May it be healthy and the luck is getting smoother...
You are active, more and more spirit nulis.
