RAGIL (First Love)
Season 2 #17
The trouble? Smilumin.
-azka
Azka to plaza XX at Marsha's request. He also came alone. Although Kara initially offered to accompany, but the offer was rejected. He just needs to finish this together with Marsha. Who knows, Marsha would listen to him to stop doing bad things to Ragil.
Arriving in front of a restaurant her name was sent by Marsha this morning, Azka stood up for a while before opening the door in front of her. He's setting his breath. He was determined not to be too willing to bother with this problem, but facing Marsha directly made him tremble a little. Should he get through this just because Marsha did that to Ragil?
The door opened, a servant approached Azka. Azka mentioned Marsha's name to the waiter, and was immediately directed to a special room that she had already ordered. Azka thanked him before the waiter returned to work in another part of the restaurant. With a thumping heart, he pushed the door in front of him. Marsha's figure was instantly caught by her eyes. He was sitting on his back to Azka while playing something on the table. His legs rest on each other, with one of them hanging in the air.
"Sorry a little late. I have a lot of work" said Azka when she was standing next to Marsha. the woman turned her head, researching the look of Azka who was still wrapped in her work shirt.
"It's okay. Sit down," he tapped on the table in front of him, hinting Azka to sit there.
"So, what do you want to talk to me about?" azka asked without further ado after she sat down opposite the woman. The woman is actually beautiful, smooth white skin, a spotless face and acne, sharp eyes, especially coupled with her lips which are currently polished with bright red lipstick. A little different from how they looked when they first met. Ah, Ragil gave a good life apparently? think Azka.
"Lo don't want to take a drink first?" ask Marsha full of pleasantries.
"No need. I won't be long. Talk about what you want to say. So that our problems are quickly resolved. I don't want to be involved in anything between you and Ragil" Azka said.
"Oh, hmm." Marsha flicked her hand, a servant standing near the door of the room approached. Marsha mentioned her order, one soda and mineral water. The waiter came out immediately. "Unfortunately, you've interfered too much Ka. But I'm also not that bad until you don't love to drink when you've come here." said Marsha buy time.
"Wicked or good you, I don't really care" Azka said, "thank you for your concern." he added.
"Lo will care if it's about this." Marsha throws an envelope on the table.The part of the cover that is not attached to anything causes some of the contents inside the envelope to pop out.
Azka looked at Marsha for a moment, turned to the envelope on the table, then turned back to Marsha. He gave a questioning look. What does that envelope mean? Should Azka see the contents inside?
"Open up if you're curious. At least you don't have to be surprised when the photo came into the hands of your man." the tip of Marsha's lips lifted, forming a grin on her beautiful face.
Azka's heart was pounding faster, but she tried to hold it all down. Nausea that has recently often reappeared was felt, although not as great as usual. Why is this always the case, every time you meet him?ckc.
He pulled the brown envelope closer, holding some sheets sticking out of one end of the envelope so as not to fall over. He weighed in before finally deciding to put his hand into the envelope and take the sheets inside. He took them out one by one, then he taught them on the table.
There was a thump that became more and more in his chest when he found out the contents of the envelope were photos of Azka. No, not only Azka's photo, but also Ragil's photo taken in the same place. Strangely there until the time of shooting and the place. Each time and place always consists of two sheets of photos, as if to show that at the same time, Azka and Ragil are in the same place. the sheets startled Azka even more as the final photos showed pictures of her and Ragil. Those are all photos of Azka meeting Ragil lately. The meeting near the restaurant when Azka was first in Jakarta, in the hospital lobby when Azka visited Nuri, Ragil's mother, in front of the minimarket near Saga's office, and lastly, in front of the minimarket near Saga's office, photo of Azka and Ragil at the Crown yesterday. Where did these pictures come from???
A waiter who had come out had brought two different glasses of water to the table. Azka thanked the waiter before returning to focus with the woman before her.
"What do you mean you gave me these photos?" Azka painstakingly calmed herself down. He cast a spell over and over again, all is well, all is well, all is well.
"I mean, emmm.. Do you believe that I want to destroy you? Because you've been too involved, especially yesterday's problem."
"May you not be that bad. But if there's anything with me and my Sa-husband, I know who to hold to account." Azka replied calmly. "My husband will not be too easy to believe in cheap ways like this, Marsha" said Azka pressing the name she called.
"Oh yeah? you are not afraid, if I send these photos to your family? sure they won't be disappointed?" Hearing the word family called, made Azka frown a little. He almost faltered, but he again gathered his calmness and courage. All is well, all is well, all is. Azka repeated the mantra in her heart.
"Maybe this is the reason why Ragil never wants to go back to you Sha. Besides because you're too easy, you're also cunning." lick Azka on target.
Marsha tightened her jaw, her lips slightly opened in surprise at Azka's words.
"Oh yes, one more. Without me telling Ragil about what I saw yesterday, Ragil knows everything." Azka suppressed her nausea remembering the scene of Marsha and the man on the doorstep of the hotel room.
"Fucking girl!" Even this girl knows that Ragil is going through a divorce?? Brand***!!! Who's this chick for Ragil??? Goddamnit!
"Are you done? I still have a lot of work" said Azka reaching for her purse bag to leave. He ignored the swearing directed by Marsha at him.
"Lo who huh??? why do you know all about me Ragil? LO WHO??? Even your husband can't make you stop to interfere with other people's household problems!!!" Marsha kicked the table a little rough until Azka snorted in place.
"Let's just say I'm one of those friends who cares about Ragil. And unfortunately, she'd rather tell me than talk to you" Azka said calmly. "I never knew what it was like to be left with my husband on the first night of the wedding day." Azka paused her sentence, "but seeing your excessive behavior, I became unsympathetic." The sentence was finished, with Marsha getting more and more shocked.
"YOU!!!" the glass that was still full was successfully struck by Marsha with a rough movement. A few drops of water splashed onto the table in front of Azka. Azka was shocked, but she regained her composure. There was still one thing he wanted to tell the woman next to him. Something she conveys as a woman who understands Marsha's current feelings, regardless of how devious and vicious she is. But the name of someone whose marriage will meet divorce, it is certain that feelings of sadness will dominate. That's what Azka understood.
"Yes, I know that far. If you want to take my advice, don't waste too much time taking care of things that are as futile as they are now. You should be busy maintaining your marriage on the brink of destruction."
Azka's speech stopped Marsha's actions that almost flooded Azka with water in a glass in her hand. Marsha silent a thousand languages. His hands were still floating in the air. In the next second, Azka stretched out her hand as she got up. He slowly pulled the glass held by Marsha and placed it on the table as before. Marsha was still fixated, her breathing roaring, her chest moving up and down irregularly.
"I'm sorry." said Azka leaving Marsha furious in her place. The envelope contained the photos that Marsha had just shown, left lying on the table.
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"Huueeekk!!" Azka threw up just not far from the exit of the restaurant she came to. He looked to the right and left. Does he have to go into the plaza to find a toilet? But only then will he walk towards the entrance, the nausea comes again.
"Huueeekk!!!"
"Teh???" Kara's voice was heard screaming. Out of nowhere the young man came, suddenly appeared near Azka. "Are you okay?" there's a worried tone in it.
"Son, I'm fine Kar. I'm going home to Kar."
"I'm anther huh? or you want to call Saga?" kara asked, He reached into the back pocket of his pants, as he remembered he kept the tissue there.
"Gausah called Saga, she's busy," Azka said.
"Ah elaah Teh, she's your husband. He won't be told to pick up his wife!" He said while giving tissue to Azka.
"Still Kar." said Azka weakly.
"Don't you intentionally? want to get home from me, Tea? wow mode!" kara's tengil mode is starting to come out.
"God!" kilah Azka's.
"Yes, right? ngaku deh. but I tell you once again yes Tea, I am not interested in married women!"
PLUCK IT!!!
"Aw, sick geez!!" Kara grimaced, while Azka couldn't hold back her laughter.
That is, just smile.
