SO TEACHER FOR THE WIFE-TO-BE
09. What is Melow?
Rajen and Rafin are still waiting for Anila and Agata to return. They were in the toilet for a long time, thinking whether the juice stains were difficult to remove. Rafin was worried, his face was riled up. Meanwhile, Rajen is just silent a sign of not caring at all.
"Already, Fin. She's coming back soon, why do you seem so worried?"
Rafin rubbed his face rough, Agata suddenly approached them with a face made to panic.
"You why Aga? Where's the girl?" ask Rajen. Hearing Rajen say that, Rafin immediately turned to look at Agata.
"When I went to the toilet, the girl was gone with a young man." Agata did not know the name of the girl Rafin was carrying, so just called her with 'the girl'.
Rajen who heard the explanation from Agata, his emotions peaked. Go with other men? Doesn't Rafin love her? Why did he walk another man.
Agata who saw Rajen's wrathful face laughed happily, inwardly. What if he showed me the picture that was taken?
"I didn't want to be presumptuous but, I just took a picture of them. Maybe I know the young man, Fin." Agata put his phone on the table.
"Damn it!" Rajen cursed after seeing the photo.
"Look! Look, Fin. He already has a lover. You brought it to me?" Rajen laughs slanting, then goes back to his sentence, "He approached you only because of treasure, Papa has often found such a woman. Your age with him is much different, where he might want to be. Look at the young man who carried her? age." Rafin remained silent with a clenched hand.
Judging from behind, the young man who carried Anila wore the uniform of Pelita Merdeka High School. The school that taught him. Rafin can guess that the young man is Angga, who wherever, whenever, always sticks with his girl.
"I'm leaving" Rafin said later. The man grabbed the suit he had placed on the back of the chair and immediately left.
Rajen leaned back on the chair with a long sigh. The son was so weird, "Ro, you take it easy. Om will always support you, I won't let Rafin be with anyone but you."
"Thank you, Om."
...***...
Angga put the drowned Anila onto the sofa. Angga did not know where to take the girl. Anila told him to drive her home. Angga according to him, although he has not forgotten about the friend who for him already has a new friend. Angga is not possible to leave the friend in such a terrible situation.
"Lo gapapa, Nile?" ask Angga worried.
"Anil's head is sick," she shrieked in a voice that was almost gone.
However, his best friend was silent with his eyes closed. It seems like the girl's head is very sick. Angga raised his hand, touched Anila's forehead and began to lightly massage her. Anila's eyes slowly opened.
"Anila gapapa's. Angga can go home if you want. Thanks for taking Anila." The girl turned to look at the Angga. Angga immediately allowed the jacket covering Anila's thigh to open slightly.
Waitaminute! The new Anila's call to her was different. The goose? His best friend wasn't used to calling out to Ela? Although annoying but, when his call changed why he was not willing.
Seeing Anila who was on her back and asleep on the sofa made Angga pity. The young man clenched his hands when he imagined about the woman who had treated Anila so cruelly.
"Gue let's go to your room, yeah, Nile." Angga muttering. He intended to bring a blanket to Anila who looked cold by wearing a slightly open dress.
It did not take time Angga found Anila's room, in front of the door there was a board that read 'Anil' which was none other than Anila's room.
After taking the blanket, Angga came back to Anila and wrapped the blanket on Anila's body.
"Sorry, yes, Nile. I can't take care of you."
...***...
Rafin continues the car at high speed. The road is stuck, making him forced to slow down, but he is eager to vent his anger, no matter the life at stake. The man hit the steering wheel when the traffic light turned red. Not because of the traffic lights. However, because Anila left without telling him. Let alone go with Angga, carried anyway.
I don't know why the clear liquid started sliding down Rafin's cheeks without being asked. She cried? Rafin smiled obliquely and rubbed his tears violently. Just because of a girl he was crying, very cool.
"Just him, him, and still him."
"Can't you appreciate me? At least leave when the show's over." Rafin was crying again. The difference was that the man let his tears slide down his cheek without rubbing it. Why is he so sick? Not just about a girl but, Anila is her childhood sweetheart.
...***...
Bang Rafin really melow? Lost his virility.
Not bored I bring works that are so cool and exciting of course. The point must be read. Read the blurdnya must have been curious and wanted to continue.
