THAT BAR-BAR GIRL IS MY WIFE

Jealous

The rays of the sun were busy shining on the world, while the reflections of his translucent light shone on the curtains of the cold-hearted woman's room. He began to blink his eyes, and tried to clear his mind, after sleeping long enough.

"God! Why would I wake up this night anyway?" he strangled and began to be busy pacing back and forth in his room. (Hey, you're the CEO of the RS. Don't worry if you're late! )

While in other places there is a woman with a look of anxious face mixed with curiosity who seems to wait for someone. He could no longer describe how he felt at this moment. He kept checking his phone, hoping that there would be a call or just a short message, yes at least something could calm his feelings.

Second by second, minute by minute, and finally an hour passed. For some reason, time feels so slow when waiting for something.

For hours he waited with an undetectable feeling. But the one in waiting, never raises the trunk of his nose.

"Cih, Rosa where the hell. He does not know what, if I am worried again plus kepo" he muttered with a fairly loud voice, and loud sounded in the ears.

"Mblo, mblo, early in the morning already rumbling wae. How can you get a soul mate, try?!" sounds and footsteps began to approach him.

"Sebodo teing! Where the hell are you? I've stayed from 05:00 just waiting for news from you!" yes, the person who came was the person she had been waiting for and the one who was none other than her best friend Rosa.

"Look down, relax!"

"Where can I relax, I almost die of the adjustment because of lo!" ketch

"Choose, lebai beut" led Rosa to her best friend.

"Oneng, lu ngeselin amet anyway!" he ruffled his best friend's hair because it was too upset .

"Woy relax, my hair!"

"Replace...."

"As far as you are! Btw, tumben your amet to the Hospital so early? Not your trance?" look at Rosa, who feels strange about her best friend. Usually Clara will come later than Rosa, either for reasons busy nyuci, cook, or other reasons. Different than today!

"That's because I'm curious about what your Mommy said! Is it true, if you ran out of prewedd photos yesterday?" he asked in a half-screaming tone because he was too curious, but unfortunately Rosa instead smothered her mouth with her fingers.

"Don't be noisy, duddull! Someone else will be horrified"

"Huiuiu, huiuiu, huiui"

"Eh buju bushyet, gaje lu ah!" Clara could only move her eyes while giving the code to Rosa, to release her hand from her mouth.

"Ah, say dong!" having understood the code Clara gave her, she finally let go of her hand and hurriedly wiped it with a tissue.

"Mblegedesh, how do I tell you, you shut up!" resounding.

"It's your own fault, bring it up!" he said with the expression of watados (a face without sin).

"Bodos! Ah, focus on that question! Do you really want to get married? Same who? Brother Ryan? Ah, but it's impossible!

"Followed? One-one dong! You think I have a thousand mouths to answer your myriad questions, simultaneously?"

"Ah you, I'm serious! Who do you want to marry? Does anyone want to?" clara asked, not believing the news.

"Well that oneng, you think I burik what?! Gini gw tuh inceran couo couo kelles!" answer with pride.

"Who would you marry?!"

Iyyasih, you're beautiful. But your attitude is, already the lion cake wants to kill its prey. Moreover, the face, already a century cake living in the refrigerator. Where is there a guy who wants😒 Clara

"Si songong!" the answer is short but stern.

"Si songong's? Songong who the hell is it?" Clara did not understand what Rosa was saying.

"Cowok we met a few weeks ago in Daddy's office gw."

"What, Appahhhhh??!" Clara jumped in shock listening to him "Lu's serious?" I asked him who still didn't believe that.

"What do you think I'm joking about? Yes, I'm serious about marfuah!" Rosa snorted annoyed

"But how can you?"

"So gini.................." Rosa told Clara everything.

Clara who was like a non-believer was back to clean everything up, the friend in front of her could not possibly lie to her right? But she knew very well that she did not like Ghibran, the man who would become her husband. How can they get married??

"But he has a girlfriend, right? If not, he is a famous singer. Angel, her name is Angel. Said they used to be a high school graduate."

Jeez, it turns out I actually know the badass chick. Huft, he never changed! Rosa

"Hu'um, yesterday I also had a debate with the crazy girl!" rosa replied, with a flat face with no expression.

"Apppah, you usurper Mr. Ghibran. He said you didn't like it, but instead of calling him!"

"Eh crazy, I didn't call it dodol! I just saved him from that crazy chick! You actually want to hear my story, or do I want to argue anyway? You pinch!😒😒" ketus Rosa.

"Yes, maap, go on! How did you get this wedding?"

"Losing the race was Ryan."

"Well, brother Ryan is just nagging you! Not asking you to marry someone else!"

"Arghh, you're a pinter-pinter oon! Who said I wanted to get married because of brother Ryan who told me, who? Lu Denger himself, right, I'm talking about when Ryan's brother called me?" rosa to Clara.

"You've been fooled"

"Well, you know! That's why gw nerima. Sis Ryan gave me time, in a week I have to give him a wedding invitation, or recognize him as my candidate"

"Ohhgitu! Lucky amir lu dapetin pak Ghibran. Udah saucy, pinter, ahhh husband dream!" Clara held both cheeks, again remembering, how handsome the man was. "Eh, but Ryan's brother is also handsome. He's also well established!" continued again.

"Lebay you ah! You are the same brother Ryan sono! I think you guys are more suitable" Rosa teased her best friend, and at that moment Clara's face immediately became weak and sad. There was a burden in his eyes, something he was trying to carry.

"Sorry, Ra" Rosa hugged her best friend's body, trying to calm her down. She understood how the girl felt "I didn't mean to open your old wounds, Ra" Rosa felt guilty for disturbing the story of Clara who had been trying to bury her all along.

"Alright, Ros. Don't overdo it, I'm fine. My heart is not ready to hear all that. My heart is not ready to accept the presence of a new person, my heart is not ready to feel the same pain and disappointment. I'm still a little traumatized, Ros" Clara exhaled in agitation, trying to calm her troubled heart.

"I'm sorry, Ra." hugged his best friend tighter, not wanting to let him feel his own pain "Gw sure, someday you'll surely find a replacement. Surely, much better than him. Trust me, everything will be beautiful in time."

I myself, have not been able to accept the presence of Ghibran, Ra. Although I have never been heartbroken like you, but I still feel afraid if later I fail in our relationship. I'm afraid, if my ego will destroy my household. Rosa

"Come, Ros. The Universe always says everything will be beautiful in time. But I've been through half my life, still I haven't been able to find the bright spot of a happy word." Clara again exhaled a rough breath, and smiled knotfully with eyes that began to creek.

"Maybe not now, but believe me someday. Don't be sad anymore, I don't want to see you like this" Rosa continued to calm Clara's heart.

***

Elsewhere there was a man who seemed to be frustrated. I don't know what's wrong with him. Because no one can guess the figure of this cold creature. Eleven, twelve with his future wife.

[Hallo, now you go to my room] he finally calls someone, because he can't control his feelings.

[Good, Sir. I will be there soon] replied someone who was there.

Tut..

Without further ado, he finally hung up the phone.

"Excuse me, sir." greet the man.

"Sit down, I want to say something" he said seriously without wanting to waste any time.

"What's up, sir? What company in Australi, hasn't improved? But I read emails from our confidant there, he said everything was back to normal. Or do you want me to go down directly to handle it all?" speaking with the trus guessing excuses, the CEO called out to him.

"Hey, relax! What's in your dictionary, just a working word?! It's not that important"

"Sorry, Sir"

Then what are you calling me for, if it matters Young Master! Yhosi

"Hmm, stop. I want you to clean up Angel! Do anything, as long as you don't physically hurt him! Warn him not to play games with me. Or bother my future wife." Yes, Yhosi already knows about the marriage of his Young Master, in the near future.

Well, what happened to the young master? He doesn't usually call the woman a candidate for the palace, he usually calls her a bar-bar thug. And hey, has that crazy woman made a big fuss? Yhosi

Yhosi could only guess everything, he did not dare to ask, to Ghibran. Yes, even outside the office or outside working hours, they are very close, still Yhosi tries to keep his distance and respect his young master.

"Okay, sir, I'll fix everything. You don't have to worry" he said steadily, which could eventually make Ghibran's heart feel a little grander.

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Now that the time has shown at 17:00, Rosa has already prepared with her clothes.

"Mom, Dad. Oca wanted to get out" he shouted from the stairs, and approached his parents.

"You're racing dong" he replied with a beaming face. Yes, that is, Rosa. He was the most happy when he was going to race. For him, the race world was already half his breath.

"Darling, in a few days you'll be married."

"Well, why Dad?"

"You better quit your racing world. Later Ghibran and his family, do not like to see you running around like a gini" explained his father.

"Yes, just cancel the wedding" Rosa replied casually.

It's delicious, not yet a husband, he wants to chat gw. Huft, use the show to poison Daddy's brain again. Basic songong! Rosa

"Hey, are you kidding me? The invitation is almost ready, even our families already know this news. How can we cancel it, Rosa!" his father said, not believing. As for the mother, just keep quiet and pay attention to the debate of the father and son.

"Why is that impossible, Dad? It's better for Rosa not to marry him, than to sacrifice my world!" rosa leaves her father and mother without kissing her hands. Never once did he behave like that to his father. He greatly appreciated and respected the man. But, if you have talked about hobbies that are like the world for him, then he will do anything.

He rode his favorite motorcycle, which he bought a few weeks ago with his own money.

While his father who was worried about him, finally decided to take a cell phone in his room, then call a number on his phone.

[Bran, are you busy?] he asked, when the man had answered his call .

[No, Om] replied the man across the street.

[Hmm, can you ask for help?]

[Why not? What do you want to help?]

[Please follow and monitor Rosa, in the racecourse]

[Good, Om. Later Om send send send send the address only] they then end the call.

After a while, Ghibran was finally ready. And he decided to get out on his motorcycle. He said, to enjoy the night more.

Ghibran drove his motorbike at moderate speed, penetrating the streets with his iron horse was already a hidden hobby for him.

Now he had arrived, in the place that Lord Alkarna had sent to him. He's on his way, so cool. The clothes are slightly covered, as well as masks and black subdistricts that make it more shining. He deliberately used all that so that his disguise was not known to anyone, especially the person he was spying on.

Because not too many spectators had come, finally prayer took the front seat. In a few moments the match will begin. The participants are ready, and check the safety of their motorcycles.

All spectators have entered, arena/stage audience. Everyone looked, unnerved by Rosa's appearance. He was like a professional rider, but they were always racing between clubs.

"Widih, it's not just thugs. Turns out he's a great racer. Asserr, my racing soul is thrashing." murmured Ghibran.

After a few laps, Rosa finally finished the race. But all eyes still continued, focused on looking at him. Moreover, the people of Adam, already like to issue his iler only. And Ghibran?? Of course he doesn't like to see that. He looked one by one at the eyes of the man who was looking at his future wife. Not a look of admiration or the like, but a thirsty and disgusting look they cast. They are fascinated with Rosa's body, ideal according to most men.

"I want to beat them up!" his grunts were irritated, and finally refocused on watching Rosa from a distance not close enough in other words far away.

Ghibran sees Rosa walking over to a couple, uh more precisely Ryan and Clara.

"I'm like I've seen that woman" Ghibran again tried to remember a memory of himself and the past, wkwkw not ding.

He notices Rosa and Ghibran constantly trying to close himself, so as not to be discovered.

Could've cut him, by Rosa's hand

Ghibran sees Rosa talking to them both. Rosa looked so comfortable and familiar with those people. There is no Rosa as Ghibran always saw. Rosa laughed so casually, sometimes hitting one of the two men on the shoulder. Rosa behaves like people in general (Hey, Rosa is indeed human. Ghibran alone does not know Rosa's side of this one😒).

"What's this about? Why is he so familiar with that man. Hey, get your hands off his shoulders. Or I'll break the guy's neck." The ghibran continued to grumble indistinctly, like there were burnt limbs inside there, but he did not notice it. "Hey jerk man, don't touch my woman! Arghh, why did that thug become so sweet in front of them. And it's so creepy in front of me."

Ghibran was very frustrated to see Rosa, who was not disturbed by the people around her. After all, for what he had to be disturbed, anyway - they were like family to Rosa. At least they've changed Rosa's outlook, all along. At least they have also created small smiles from his lips just always dry because they are too often silent and do not talk.

What's wrong with me, why I don't like him being that friendly to other men. I can go crazy about it!

Ghibran continues to clack annoyed, confused what to do. He wanted to get down and keep his fiancee away from the man currently beside Rosa, but he could not. Even he wanted to flash, all eyes were looking at his fiancee's savage.

"Mzhughhh...." Ghibran exhaled his coarse breath, and scrambled his own hair. His skull began to harden, and his hands began to clench. He was ready to eat his prey. His emotions could no longer be contained. And finally.....??????

The ghibran, who had exhausted his patience, finally decided to descend directly to the nearby Rosa. He had not yet reached near Rosa, but the man who had made his emotions peak had left the place before meeting with the Ghibran.

Basic cheers, coward!! Ghibran

He continued walking until he finally reached Rosa and her friends.

"Darling" he said, and flashed a knotty smile to Rosa's friends, which finally made the female audience cry hysterically at the sight of Ghibran who was no longer wearing a mask. The man with the ideal body, handsome face, and plus he is the famous YOUNG ENTREPRENEUR! Ahh, truly a near-perfect creation of God according to all of them.

But all that did not apply to a Rosa, she was shocked and upset because the man came to her place.

"What are you doing here?" Rosa again gave a look of dislike with her face that judes.

"Yes, let's see you race. What else is it doing, Yank?" The ghibran embraces Rosa's waist, and manages to make the person feel uncomfortable. Even the man who had been looking at Rosa, became distasteful of the Ghibran.

"What the hell are you? Don't be so close, I'm worried!" rosa whispers in Ghibran's ear.

"Of course you want, all those men keep watching you with their wild gazes?" reply Ghibran who managed to make Rosa silent.

Fortunately, there are a lot of people here. If not..... I'm sure I'm teaching you a lesson! Rosa.

Ghibran was satisfied with the victory, and introduced himself to Rosa's friends. Not as the famous Deer huh! But as Rosa'S FIANCE! While Rosa just continues to praise him with a look of dislike, but she still bodo time with all that.

I don't know what happened to her, didn't she not like the girl? In fact, didn't he say he hated the girl? Then why is he talking like this? It's like someone who's afraid of losing the love he loves so much!