RAGIL (First Love)
Season 2 #15
Curiosity can kill you slowly if it continues to be followed. Please don't get hurt again after this.
-ragile
Applause rumbled in the round room. Some people were seen standing while continuing to clap their hands firmly. The three people on the stage bowed several times as a sign of respect and gratitude. Yes, research on the processing of all kinds of waste with biological agents that have been carried out in various cities, satisfaction surveys, and submission of national installation in some cities was received. Now, they can hope that this project will be done nationally like in Sweden.
Finished receiving some parcels, the three went down. They are heading to the whole team waiting on the podium. With happy faces and eagerly picking up new projects and jobs. Azka, one of the three men went down first. He walked quickly towards Kara who was already smiling towards him. He squandered on the young man who had helped his team a lot.
"Thanks Kara." Azka said after the brief hug.
"Us welcome Tea. Congratulations, I hope I can continue with this team." Kara hope.
"Oh, of course Kar. You're greatest. You helped us more than we expected." Azka.
"Yes, I am great" he said proudly.
When the other two men went down, Azka fused with the rest of her team. Piling up their hands and shouting the jargon they created to encourage them when conducting research.
They came out when the seminar was closed by the MC. They stepped gontai from exhaustion towards the special room reserved for them. However, their faces looked satisfied and proud. There will be a closing ceremony after this.
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Azka came out of the ballroom where the exhibition and seminar she had just participated in. He did not want to attend the closing ceremony, because he felt very tired after barely sleeping for three days. After finishing performing the Maghrib prayer, he chose to stand beside the guardrail in the front of the ballroom. He missed Saga. What is her husband doing? he must also be busy with a big project that he is working on. In fact, he did not come as an invited guest at this exhibition, and preferred to be represented by one of his staff.
Azka dialed her husband's number, waiting in silence interspersed with the ringing of her phone. Niente. The saga does not lift, Azka lyrics the timepiece in the right corner of her phone screen. 18.30. Is her husband still in the mosque? Azka tried to dial the number that had been on the screen. On the third connection, Saga's voice greeted across there.
"Hello, Assalamu'alaikum." she said in a soft voice as usual.
"Wa'alaikumsalam Ay, have you eaten? still in the office?" tanya Azka streak.
"Had eaten the same Dimas at the office. I'm still in Yang's office, there's still a lot to take care of." replied Saga without omitting the soft tone in her voice. "Hows it? presentation smoothly?" now it was Saga's turn to ask the question.
"Current, and very unexpected. The project will be funded by donors for the creation of its national installation. I feel amazing." Azka said in amazement.
"Thank God, I will often be left with my wife." he said.
"Only temporarily, until the installation is completed. It seems like we will also be adding people to become a team of experts. So I won't be as busy now." Azka moved her legs, making knocks on the floor in a faint voice. He turned his body to the floor below. Watching how the boisterous people in the hotel lobby. Get in, walk in a hurry. Some even collide because they do not focus on walking.
"Goodoo. Oiya, what time is it tonight? do I have to pick you up?" ask Saga from across the phone.
"Can, later-" suddenly his voice stopped. He saw the woman's return. Now he is struggling in the arm of the same man he saw this afternoon. They had just entered the lobby door, heading to the reception desk.
"Later? hello Yang? are you still there?" saga's voice buzzed in her ears. But his gaze could not be separated from the two figures that made his stomach nauseous. That woman, is really the destroyer of Ragil's life!
Along with the disappearance of the shadow of the two people from the view of Azka, he then said he would notify Saga again later. With a flash of lightning he went down the arched staircase there. Walk towards where the two figures had disappeared. He clutched his phone tightly. Set up the camera in active mode. He remembers very well that Ragil will file a divorce lawsuit against the woman. Maybe this evidence will ease the process. The feeling of compassion for the woman because Ragil left since they were married disappeared instantly. Replaced with hatred because the woman had taken the normal life of Ragil.
His heart was beating fast, pounding faster than his hurried pace. Entering the hallway on the left side of the hotel, he stepped his feet to deliver himself to a row of numbered doors in which there are rooms with luxurious decorations.
The two figures stopped in one of the rooms. Azka was resigned if the two immediately went inside. Because then, he would not be able to catch them. Yet it seemed that the goddess Fortuna was siding with him. The two, instead of going into the room, actually clenched lips in front of each other. It made Azka's stomach nauseous instantly. The turmoil in his stomach almost made him goosebump. But he held it all his might. He pointed the camera at the disgusting sight ahead.
Ccr!
Ccr!
The sound of the camera echoed along the hallway, causing Marsha, the woman Azka was following to let go of her pagutan.
Azka immediately turned herself towards the row of paintings on display on the wall in the hallway. While condemning yourself why not turn off the camera sound before the action. Marsha narrowed her eyes, She seemed to know who the woman who was standing not far from her was.
Along with Azka's reversing steps, Marsha followed in a hasty manner. Make sure that what he does is unknown to anyone. Especially if the one who knows it is Azka.
"Azka!" marsha's shout made Azka nervous, she sped up her pace. Don't let him get caught. It could be that Marsha will take revenge on him after this. Marsha's rapid footsteps grew louder and louder. He wanted to run, but it would further dismantle his cover. Until finally one arm pulled him from the hallway into a room. Azka's staggered body was unable to keep her balance. He hit another body that he felt belonged to the savior who moments ago pulled him from the pursuit of Marsha.
"Lo what's Ka?" ask someone, still in the same position. The roar of his rough and irregular breathing hit the top of Azka's head.
Slowly, Azka distanced her body, and without coercion the arm loosened more and more to untie her from Azka's tiny body. Azka looked up, when the distance had been created. Finding Ragil was someone who pulled him earlier, there was an irregular feeling in the corner of his heart. He was happy, but also scared. He was afraid because he felt more and more involved in the affairs of the small family. But he was glad that the one who helped him was the one he knew. Not the kidnapper, for example.
"Eh-emm, me again," He clasped his cell phone tightly.The device he had used to catch Marsha, who was the wife of the man in front of him.
"Why did you follow Marsha?"
"Eh?" it turns out he was found out. " I saw him here this afternoon. I again, trus. emm-" Azka was confused as to where to explain.
"Lo never knew how crazy Marsha was. Do not bring yourself Lo in Ka. let alone the problem is related to me again." said Ragil in a weak voice.
"But I can help you with this evidence." Azka thrust her phone. The two images of Marsha and Reno kissing are among the others. Ragil turned his back, he took the phone. He took her to another room in the room.
"Sign this as proof of the Rif." Ragil handed the phone to Arif. Azka only realized that there was someone else in the room.
"Far too long in front of the door. What did you two do first?" the question made both of them so awkward.
"Lo acquaintance first kek. Play by the way not clear Lo!" timpal Ragil dropped himself on the sofa next to Arif.
"Goat! look out for playing behind as well. No different than Marsha! the basis of a soul mate is not much different."
"Acus!" Ragil spray. The man named Arif laughed.
"Sit Ka. This is Arif, my friend who helped me with my divorce. Rif, this is Azka. He.. temen my High School." I see once there was nervousness in the voice of Ragil when introducing Azka.
"Ariff."
"Azka's."
"So this is Lo taking pictures of Ka?" ask Arif.
"Yes." Azka answered honestly.
"Why are you following Marsha?" the question made Azka speechless. He doesn't know if the reason makes sense. She only hates Marsha because she cheated on Ragil. But beyond that, he just followed his curiosity. And finding Marsha doing disgusting things in front of him, he really did not feel willing. Not willing that Ragil, should end up with such a woman. So then? does it all make sense?
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"Teh, where are you going?" Kara looks panicked when she sees Azka back in the ballroom.
"I, I went to the toilet for a second. Trus nyari wind seger." replied Azka trying to calm down and act normal.
"You're sick of vomiting again?" ask Kara again.
"Now, um. is the show over?" Azka switched the conversation.
"Udah, the others have gone to the room . The stuff is loaded. We're ready to go home again." Kara explained.
"OK on."
"Yaudah yuk, we go there. The other kasian was waiting" said Kara pulling Azka's arm.
"Kar, I'll go home and buy something?"
"Can you buy what?"
"I suddenly want a fried banana with sausage" said Azka plain.
"Huh?"
