SECOND LOVE

CHAPTER 123

Across there, Bas was no less upset with his lover, but as much as possible he held back, so as not to get out of control.

The days focused on completing the work one after another meticulously. Hope there is no change again, so there is no need to repeat, in order to take time home, just let go of longing.

He also tried to be patient, when Nilam increasingly rarely gave him attention, because the girl added to his busy life by opening her own business. He tried to understand, Nilam must have been tormented by their current situation, which is very difficult to meet.

At dawn, however, he was struck by a phone call from Fandi, who asked if his relationship with Nilam was okay?

"Tabok you? Why is dawn-body like this calling nanyain unimportant?" upset Bas, when his best friend interrupted his sleep for a few hours.

"One bottle of beer, won't make my eyes break, Bas. I can still see properly, the Nilam got off a guy's car. He went down and took the bike in front of the mini market where I shop. Their power runs out from somewhere," said Fandi again.

Silent.

The bus did not know what to answer.

"I'll send you the proof, if you don't believe me,"

The bus did not answer, just turned off the phone.

And did not wait long, the flat object of his again vibrated accompanied by clanking several times.

What first comes to mind when someone sees their partner being with another man outside the house, at dawn? It's not something to be happy about, is it? And even more painful, the man was Nilam's ex-lover.

The chest of the Bus was pounding, he squeezed his cell phone with emotion.

Bad thoughts creep in, tempting her to berate and blame her lover.

Thank goodness his call was not answered by the girl. If only Nilam answered, perhaps a great quarrel had already occurred.

"Who's the phone like this, Bas?" Gilang was disturbed to hear the curse of Baskara, who was like holding back anger.

"Fandi," said the bus briefly.

"Ngapain cut that call at this hour? Just finished dugem, is he?"

"I don't know, I don't care." The bus called Nilam's mobile number.

Gilang rose to justify his position, watching Baskara's face that seemed emotional.

"You why? What did Fandi say?"

Tell you, his friend must have said something that makes Baskara this angry.

The bus sat back down, throwing his cell phone on the table where the papers were still scattered there. He brushed his hair with both hands, showing how frustrated he was right now.

Drowsiness that previously attacked, evaporated by emotions that are now increasingly boiling in his head.

"How do you mean? Slow down by talking! Don't let emotions take precedence!" Glazed lazily picked up a bottle of mineral water that was loosened in the corner of the room. He handed it to Baskara.

"Drink first, be calm" he said.

Bas according. Open the bottle seal violently, then gulp the clear liquid greedily.

"Try seeing this! They reach dawns like this still outside? You knew? This man, is the one who used to be the Nilam khianatin. Why are they walking the two again? What are they doing behind my back?" With emotion baskara pointed at Nilam and Pandu using his index finger.

Gilang who was standing next to him, saw the photo that Bas showed.

He grabbed Bas's cell phone, watching the photos more closely.

In his heart he cursed the stupidity of Fandi who had acted pretentiously detective.

"You think Nilam's a cute girl?" ask Gilang slowly.

"the evidence?"

"This doesn't explain anything, Bas. It could be a coincidence they met there, kept chatting. You know what Fandi looks like. Could he have deliberately insulted you, made you jealous?"

Silent bus. To digest the words of his friend in heart.

"Don't be in a hurry to draw conclusions, Bas. It could be the same danger to your relationship. Think about it with a cold head. All this time he was like and how, that's you who know. Is she a trustworthy woman? Or is she a seductive woman?" ask Gilang.

"So far, I've never found his fault. But we never know, ordinary people change."

"But you can't directly accuse him! Yes, if he's cheating, but if not? He's gonna be really hurt, Bas."

The bus was silent. He tried to obey Gilang's words, to calm down first.

After a few minutes, he called Amanda. She was sure the woman knew everything.

But as always, Amanda's not her name if it doesn't upset her. The tomboyish girl always answered his questions, and he did not get any information from Amanda.

"She's asleep" said Bas, putting her phone down.

"Don't think about it, Bas. You can call him again. Ask nicely, don't include emotions. Remember, you fought very hard to get it. Don't get blind jealousy, you're destroying your relationship." Gilang patted his shoulder, before returning to lay his body on the foam mattress.