RAGIL (First Love)
Season 2 #19
You have it, and it's enough to make me believe that you won't experience anything.
-ragile
"Sorry for everything, sir. Thank you." said Ragil withstanding his anger. He could no longer let this woman be around him. Although Marsha is still his wife, but his behavior is not far like ******. If left unchecked, his reputation in the office, in front of his police friends, would be ruined.
About an hour ago Ragil arrived at the police station. He gets a report that Marsha did a ruckus that caused some damage at a nightclub. Based on the chronology described by the police, it all started from the temptation that Marsha got from one of the striped men there. Marsha who doesn't like to choose to leave just like that. But unfortunately, he who walked with a stagger accidentally hit the club's waiter. Marsha angrily berated the servant, and continued to shower the frightened butler with curses. Even though he is the guilty one. Until he finally lost his temper and smashed some of the items in the club and threw them at the waiter. The club's owners reported the incident, so Marsha was eventually arrested on charges of causing havoc and damage.
Ragil pinched the base of his nose. He felt tired of all this. Not a month he married, and the woman who became his wife had made him sick many times with his behavior. Which man can stand a woman like Marsha?
Arriving home, Ragil has Marsha enter his room. Then he closed the door of the room before himself went out. It was almost late at night, and Ragil did not know where to go this late. He took a cigarette on the dashboard of his car, ignited the fire until the end was smoldering and let out a puff of smoke. It looks like tonight he will spend the night in the car, accompanied by a box of cigarettes.
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In the morning Ragil woke up and immediately entered the house. He had to clean himself up before going to the office. At once, there are things that he will tell the woman who fell asleep in his house.
"Ragil, I'm sorry."
"Gue's sick of you."
"That was unintentional, I got Gil drunk. And it's all because of that damn woman." Ragil quipped, who is the so-called goddamn woman by Marsha?
"He's just a waitress, and you're crazy to make that kind of damage. And again I have to be the one. Yes shame, yes loss," said Ragil still holding back his anger. He still remembers how many dollars the woman took from her savings. He ruled out the problem first.
"Gue wants you to go home tomorrow. I take care of the ticket. I can't stand you here."
"Can't!!! I don't want to go back there! I want to be here with Gil!" Marsha approached, stroking Ragil's jaw as she pleaded.
"Lo here doesn't want me to be Sha. You want to come here because there's Reno, right? Ck," Ragil brushed off Marsha's hand.
"Lo's? you must know about the fucking chick, right??? Lo must've"
"WHO DID YOU SAY FUCKING GIRL HUH???" Ragil has lost his patience.
"AZKAH!!! SHE'S THAT FUCKING GIRL! AHH!!!" Marsha shouted back. He held his head in frustration.
Ragil snorted lazily, "Without Azka love that photo I already know everything Sha. stop mistaking Azka for all your mistakes!" Ragil is frustrated, while Marsha is surprised. So, that damned chick actually gave that photo to Ragil?? Goddamnit!
"The letter of permission from the office has come out Sha. All files are ready to be sent to the religious court. We meet and discuss there. I'm cape." Ragil leaves Marsha heading towards her room, as Marsha's voice echoes in the room again.
"You give me the divorce papers, I'm sure Azka will be affected!" But Ragil ignored him. He believes Azka will be protected. He has Saga as his husband. Azka also has many friends here. Ragil won't be afraid to hand over the divorce papers.
"Whatever, if that's just a threat from you, I'm not afraid. Azka's gonna be fine."
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"Which, where's my ash shirt?" Saga was looking for his shirt between the rows of shirts hanging in the wardrobe.
"Which ash table? You're not gonna wear the shirt I prepared?" ask Azka from the kitchen. He was preparing breakfast for his man.
"Today I was told to wear Yang's uniform. Shirt that is ash." replied Saga again, now Azka walked closer to their room.
"I put it there. Here I am the one who is looking for it." he said. Azka came closer to the wardrobe. Looking for the ash shirt Saga meant. He tiptoed to check at the top of the closet, where he piled the Saga home shirt.
"Yes, you're in shock." Azka stroked Saga's hand that was coiled around her stomach with one hand, while the other hand held the ash shirt that had been requested.
"Kangen knows." Saga drowned her head in the recess of Azka's neck, making Azka shudder slightly in amusement.
"I miss you too, you're busy."
"We're busy, sorry." Saga spoke without changing position, making Azka's neck skin feel warm exposure from Saga's breath.
"Sama, I'm sorry too. Uh yeah, where's Semalem Ay going?" tanya Azka tilted her face towards Saga.
"Meet someone" he said. Azka flipped her body, making Saga's head no longer rest on her shoulders.
"Who meet? who's malem-malem?" ask Azka.
"There are important things to be obrolin." Suddenly Saga's eyes turned sad, Azka did not understand why Saga's gaze changed when talking about this matter.
"Why not at home?"
"I'm afraid you're a nuisance."
"Emmmm. Here, shirt. Pake first, you'll be cold." Azka hands the ash shirt to Saga, who is soon worn by her. Azka helped button up the front shirt while Saga buttoned her arms.
"Where are you going today? your stomach still hurts? does anyone want to? still want some fried bananas?" saga looked at his wife's face.
"I don't want fried bananas, but I'm going to eat pineapple. Seger is."
"Later anter to your office ya." said Saga while peeping his wife's forehead. Azka nodded. "But this morning. I'm at the office at eight." Azka added.
"You're like you're pregnant, you want a lot, you're weird again" said Saga through the door to the dining table.
"I-i'm.."
"I'm not asking you to get pregnant anymore. We enjoyed going out after the wedding. Do not stress just because asked what content has not been yes" said Saga. He pulled the chair back, sat down and took a pile of bread containing Azka-made meat and cheese. Azka sat in the chair opposite her husband.
"I'm not stressed. I also want to get pregnant, have children." said Azka lowered her head.
"No stress but his face is tangled every time we talk about this," Saga chuckled.
"We finish our project, we will agenda again the second honeymoon yes" said Saga who was replied to a small nod by the head of Azka.
"I'm leaving first. You'll tell me if you're at the office. I brought you a pineapple."
"Emm, same mango yes Ay" cut Azka fast.
"Huh?" Saga surprised.
Saga thinks that Azka's desire is getting weird. This is not mango season, where can he get mangoes at a time like this? Even in the supermarket it may be impossible to get mangoes. But he did not want to make Azka's mood damaged so early. All he could do was nod, and pass out of his apartment.
The business is there or not the mango later, let Saga think about the reason, he thought.
