
Bang Erlang walked quickly to stop Gizha's footsteps.
"Where are you? After making Brother not because you want to just leave??"
"That's a punishment for brother. From yesterday, angry people are unclear. Gizha is wrong what Bang? The story between Gizha and Mas Drajat is finished, there is nothing left about Mas Drajat. Even now you see... In Gizha's stomach whose child??" Gizha.
"Sorry, you're wrong."
"As long as Abang has not improved with Mas Drajat, we do not need to talk Bang. It's just about peace. Gizha and Disha brothers, automatic brother and Mas Drajat in-law an..!!" Gizha walked into the room and locked the door.
tock.tok..
"Deekk. baby.. open the door baby..!! Brother is sorry..!!" Bang Erlang's.
No sound from the room. Bang Erlang slumped limply on the side wall of the room door. His head grew dizzy as Gizha turned out to be giving only false hope. The decub on his chest was still unstable as well.
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Bang Drajat sitting on the sofa still feeling.
"Where are you going?" Tegur Bang Drajat saw Disha dragging his suitcase.
"The place Disha should be. This isn't Disha Mas's place..!!"
"Where is the place where it should be? Isn't this the place you want to be???" Sindir Bang Drajat still can not accept the presence of Disha in his life.
"Let Disha go...!!" Pinta Disha's.
"Bringing my son??" Bang Drajat's angry face is no longer conditioned.
"And Mas doesn't want him in the world." Answer Disha.
Bang Drajat was so exasperated by Disha's attitude. I don't know why he fell in love with that girl. The girl who ruined his life.
"Why can't your attitude and nature be like Gizha??" Bang Drajat.
"I'm not Gizha. I'm Dishaaaa..!!!!!" Disha raised her voice.
Unexpectedly outside the house there was already Bang Erlang who heard everything Bang Drajat said very clearly. The intention of apologizing for the sake of the wife instead must hear the reality that implies that her best friend still loves his wife.
"Get into your room...!!!! You are forbidden to leave the house..!!!!" The deafening sound of Bang Drajat filled the entire room.
"Why didn't Mas just kill Disha?? If Disha dies, it's all done.. Mas will not be burdened with the presence of Disha and this child. The rest is up to Mas want to do what." Disha said she was frustrated with her situation. He really has bowed down and regretted the mistake he made.
"That's easy to say after everything falls apart, do you know how I feel??"
Bang Drajat left Disha crying in the middle room. Every day there was always a quarrel between them even though Bang Drajat realized that now Disha was more silent.
When he opened the door, Bang Drajat saw that Bang Erlang was already standing at the door of his house.
"When are you here?" Ask Bang Drajat.
"I heard everything?"
"I didn't mean it that way." Answer Bang Drajat.
"If it wasn't for my wife's son.your house and the rest of it I'd have used a mortar..!!" Threaten Bang Erlang with his fierce face.
"We're drunk????" Take Bang Drajat.
"Come..!!" Bang Erlang welcomed his friend's invitation.
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Their lips were still silent and focused on chewing food. The contents of the head are already full of problems, their hearts are also crowded harbouring tempests in the household.
"I'm sorry..!!"
"I'm sorry..!!" Say both at the same time.
"You don't have to apologize, I was wrong. But honestly, it was just a misunderstanding. I was just helping Gizha who almost fell." Bang Drajat.
"The question is.. What are you doing in my yard???"
"I want flowers."
Bang Erlang's forehead was wrinkled to hear it.
"I am trying to forget Gizha and normalize my heart. I wanted to start a good relationship with Disha, but it was hard because, you know, forgetting Gizha isn't as easy as flipping our palms." Bang Drajat.
Actually Bang Erlang's heart is still boiling but he appreciates the honesty of his best friend.
"I'm learning to set my heart and seduce Disha again. However I realized in her womb there was my son." Bang Drajat.
"Love didn't make him cry and snapped at him until it was like that. Besides, you've never paid attention to Disha. You can lie to others but not to me. It may be true that you still have the same taste of Disha but only one percent, the rest hate it because you love Gizha." Bang Erlang replied without looking at Bang Drajat's face. "I know who you are, and you know me very well. Never disturb my wife, get rid of the inappropriate feelings in your heart or I will show you all my evil before you..!!"
"Laaog......."
"Enough Jat. I'm under a lot of stress. My heart is also broken-destroyed.if there is self-awareness we should keep each other's position. I don't want us to fuss like kids but this isn't about fighting over LC, it's about a woman who's been paused for good." Bang Erlang's.
Bang Drajat chose silence because if an Erlangga had gone berserk then there would only be runyam that he got.
Bang Erlangga rests head on his left hand, between his fingers still faithfully clamping cigarettes. Currently there is no other impingement other than the cigarette.
"Dabler?" Tanya Bang Drajat saw that since then his best friend was uneasy and repeatedly fixed his sitting position.
"Malaaam Maaasss. Would you like to be accompanied?" A girl interrupts sitting between Bang Drajat and Bang Erlang.
"I have friends." Replied Bang Drajat with his lips pointed at Bang Erlang.
"That's just a friend hanging out, I want you to be pretty bobo." Said the girl while smiling sweetly looking at Bang Erlang. "Haiii. can that drink warm your body? The air is cold here." He said hello to Bang Erlang.
"Sorry, I'm lazy again..!!" Reject Bang Erlang.
"You won't be disappointed." Said the girl.
"But there will be another disappointed heart. I really wanted to do it, but you're not the one." Replied Bang Erlang at once raining two hearts.
Bang Erlang stood up and reached into his pocket and placed the money on the table. "If you want to be the same at home. It's the same as sin."
Bang Drajat stood up.
"Where are you going?" Ask Bang Erlang.
"Yes, I want to go home too. You said khilaf at home." Answer Bang Drajat. "Do you want to take away my sins?"
Bang Erlang and Bang Drajat left the woman still there.
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