Sad Boy With Tomboy Girl

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Trying to make friends with each other, hoping that there will be a miracle for us to open our hearts.

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" Two days you're allowed to go in the afternoon, what's the matter?" Revan asked, signing the file that Rizal brought when he had seen the trunk of his nose.

Sitting in front of Revan, his head turned a blind eye while moving his chair.

Squinting eyes saw Rizal who had not answered his question. If this is the case, it means that he has an important problem.

" why? There's a problem with your parents." Ask again.

" No!" The answer.

" Keep going!"

" Aren't you feeling well anymore." His lie, which actually gets a frown from his boss.

Staring at Rizal who was two days this face looks grim and a little lackluster, but still professional at work. I don't know what happened to that assistant.

" Well, how good is it not to marry.?" The question that Rizal asked, provoked a ridiculed smile from Revan.

" It's good." Answer Revan. " Home from home there are people who are loved, served, in masakin, what else sleep is not alone." His words again half insinuated his assistant who is acutely single.

Rizal who understood Revan's words slightly insinuated himself, could only smile wryly. If Revan knows, today he is married, surely the boss will not believe what he said, and he will be more in mockery and will be nicknamed a man.

" Get him a splinter looking for a wife, let you know how ferocious a warm bed is." Temptation Revan, chuckle.

" Do you believe I'm married?" Rizal said, making Revan's laughter stop for a moment. The face was flat with no expression until Revan laughed again, but with a very firm tone.

" No." The answer. " Near girls you don't want to, how can you be married!" Shaking his head in disbelief at what his assistant said, if he was married.

It's weird that Rizal said that he was married. Because Revan never knew Rizal was close to women, dating and what else to have a wife.

" This is because of the acute singles, not practices, now so bad." Olok Revan, laughing.

I guessed it, she wouldn't believe it!" Rizal murmured, in the heart. Exhaling slowly, standing up from his seat, taking the signed file and leaving Revan who was still laughing at him.

" Finish your work, I'll find you a suitable companion tonight." Temptation Revan, staring at the departure of his assistant.

" Cassian! My assistant started to hammer." He muttered, shaking his head in his own smile remembering his Assistant.

Sitting in his chair, putting a file on the table and banging his head. Drowning his face there felt a heavy weight in his head, just because of one lie he had to accept the risk.

Marry a girl he does not love, who is not his type and the worst girl he marries is a friend of his boss' wife.

The world is so narrow, it has to go round here, here. What kind of fate, why his fate is not much different from the fate of his boss.

He used to love his boss' ex-girlfriend. But, he began to retreat when friends ex-girlfriend Revan likes other men and he also saw the man as well as there is a sense of the same woman in his tribe. Not wanting to get involved further and not wanting his fate like Revan who is often upset, he also chose to withdraw.

Exhaling heavily through the lips, do not want to take the dizziness again. Let everything run itself until he will find a bright spot, between further or end.

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It was not just Rizal who felt chaotic and upset. The image was the same as it seemed, in the contents of his head was always fulfilled with what happened these last few and the worst was today.

Where in the morning he has been bearing as a wife, in the edit by a man who is not he loves. Strangely he just wanted and did not rebel. Because forced and do not want to make a mother-in-law disappointed.

Not that happy days should be filled with fun and holidays as the most beautiful memories when they have become husband and wife. But the opposite happened, this couple chose to work after the completion of the khabul ijab, unbeknownst to both parents and they decided to lie to say if they wanted to meet in the apartment.

It's ironic, and that's the truth. Which is not comparable to the dream of Citra, when dreaming of a perfect and happy marriage together in sitting at the wedding, as well as vacationing for the honeymoon he wants. The beach!

Sirna has been his dream, can only sigh and breastfed what happened to him. Maybe it's her destiny to get married this way, try to start a new life and learn to respect her husband even if she doesn't love him yet. Hope there will be a miracle in her marriage and everything will go beautifully.

" Nglamunin what the hell!" Tegur Dhira clapped Citra's hand which was wiping the table but remained at its point until the kinclong.

Awakening from the daydream, blinked his eyes, looking at Dhira who was watching him with a frown.

" Not nothing." Answer with a little smile.

" Speak, what's wrong?" Dhira asked, as if he knew that his friend was not okay.

" Let's just moan!" As she approached Dhira, Dhira was provoked. " THR when is liquid?" His whisper, which instantly got a small punch on his arm.

" Asem loe Cit.!" Grunt Dhira, make Citra laugh a little.

" Take it at the cashier, if you want any snacks. But don't forget to take notes and then in total yeah early month." Said Dhira, until Citra's laughter stopped and pursed her lips.

" Tega loe equals me Dhir." He said, until now Dhira who began to smile widely saw Citra pout.

" Dhir, so a good wife!" He asked, and looked at Dhira who was starting to frown. " I'm just curious, and make knowledge later if I already have a future husband." He said, a little lying.

" There's good and bad." Dhira.

" What's good?" Started curious.

"Enak, at home so it's not lonely. The spirit of making food, welcome the husband home from work with a smile and most importantly can romance not use stealth." He said with a smile, imagining how comfortable he was in bed with Revan.

" Have not to imagine later also uwuk-uwuklan at home." The word Citra disperse daydreams and feel ashamed of themselves. " What good!" Ask again.

" It's not good!!"Lean on Dhira, and make Citra come forward towards him feeling kepo as to what Dhira answers. " Later loe will be rasain himself fit in bed." He said, holding back a laugh as Citra frowned at him, only nodding her head and standing up from her seat. And walk to the exit.

" Within the bed! " The murmur is in the heart.

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