The Hidden Love

Leaking faucets

Today has become a proving ground for the four men who really specialize today to go pampering and having fun.

Adam who during the process at the spa to fall asleep because so enjoy it.

By five o'clock in the afternoon they were seen just coming out of the building, they then continued their journey to a shopping center. Wouldn't it be incomplete for their adventure today if they hadn't managed to bring home the groceries they would have gotten there?

Acting like teenage girls who like to roam in the building that peddles the goods, they never seem tired of entering one store to another. It turns out that the soul of shopping in a man, pretty well. They are quite observant in choosing and buying the items they want such as shoes, watches or accessories that support their appearance.

Now, the four of them are in a fancy restaurant located on one floor of the building.

Pampering the stomach is already on their to-do list, ordering special meals as a cover for their memorable adventure today.

"Hm, I think after traveling around the world and settling down for a few years abroad will make your appetite turn into a bule-bule. In fact your Indonesian soul is really still attached to you" said Adam.

"What does this have to do? is there something wrong with my appetite?" dion asked as he continued to be busy chewing his food.

"No, not at all. It's just that after living a long time abroad I think your appetite has also changed. Follow their appetites, but I notice every time we get caught eating together, you always order local food. I thought you'd order steak, pasta for example." Adam kept glancing at Dion who was still enjoying his food.

The round table in the middle of them is full of menus ordered by Dion, grilled gurame, gongso tripe, oreg tempe, a tiered kale chalice, capcay kuah, kuah, bacem tofu and tempeh and do not miss lalapan complete with the sauce. It was very different from what his three friends had ordered. The Sultan, Adam and Raka agreed to order a steak, pasta, dessert and wine as a complement to their dinner this time.

"In fact, the long stay there made me tired of eating their food. Much more delicious Indonesian cuisine, during my stay there I often look for restaurants that serve Indonesian cuisine, too, restaurant Padang also often I visit just to treat my longing taste in culinary Nusantara which is always appetizing," Adam said, his hands are still deftly separating the grilled fish meat from thorns.

"just fine. Uh, indeed ...," Raka immediately stopped her speech as soon as she realized she was going to talk about Mauryn again, which was very forbidden to them.

"Why not continue?" ask Dion.

"Ah, not so." Raka shook her head while smiling awkwardly.

Sultan and Adam looked at each other, they were astonished by Raka's behavior but did not last long because both of them immediately understood what Raka was going to say.

Drrtt .. drrtt .. drrtt ...

"Ouch! who the hell's on the phone, just interrupt. Don't know what else to eat?" dion said, annoyed.

Dion ignored him, he continued to fill his stomach so hungry. Just found out he would be very hungry after going around shopping.

"Well, who dares to bother me? if he's a guy and just calls for something unimportant, I'll beat him up!" Dion again growled angrily as he felt the phone in his pants pocket vibrate again.

He turned towards Adam who was beside him.

"Bro, please help me get my phone. You see for yourself my hands are dirty with the chili while your hands are clean" he asked Adam.

"Curtain! just troublesome!" murmured Adam.

Adam reached out his hand to reach into Dion's pocket, not to the heart if he refused Dion's request.

"Well, I think it looks like after this there will indeed be a fistfight" Adam said as soon as he managed to get the flat object and saw the name on the screen.

"Hurry please help me pick up that phone now! let me talk to the crazy guy who's been messing with my dinner" said Dion, impatiently.

"And it doesn't seem like he's the only one who's crazy because you're going to be crazy soon." Adam grinned.

"What are you talking about? hurry up yesterday's phone!"

Dion leaned over, slightly tilting his head encoding Adam to put the device in his ear.

"Yeah ...! why do you keep bothering me? what's the interest until you call me these nights? don't you have the slightest shame in having intruded on people's privacy?" the meaning was relentless as soon as Adam slipped the phone in his ear.

Silent.

Dion did not hear any sound, as the caller was shocked to hear the swearing Dion had made on him.

While Adam was giggling, he kept smothering his mouth.

"Hey! have no mouth? if there's nothing urgent you should just turn the phone off! no use!" Dion was still scolding the person who was currently contacting him.

"Don't be so fierce as a wife-to-be!" adam finished saying that sentence.

"What?"

Dion's reflexes kept his ears away from the cell phone that was still in Adam's grasp. Grabbing some tissue to wipe his dirty hands and then take over the phone.

"Geez!" he murmured while patting his forehead while looking at the name on the screen of his phone. Instantly turned back to look at Adam with a fierce face.

"Why don't you tell me who's calling me? geez," whispered Dion as he put his phone away. "How's this? what do I do next?" again, he complained.

Seeing Adam shrug his shoulders and keep smiling made Dion even more upset. He got up from his chair, a little away from there to talk again because his phone connection was still on.

"Who contacted him?" ask Sultan.

"Vienna" Adam answered briefly.

"What's? pfft ...,"

It did not take long the atmosphere around the table was filled with their laughter. They kept laughing at Dion, occasionally gossiping about him behind the man who was standing in front of a glass window, a little far from there.

"Sorry," said Dion.

I don't know what words he can use to express his current feelings, between shame, anger, annoyance, but also feel this is all very funny.

Inwardly the man continued to curse Adam who did not tell him who exactly the person who had contacted him.

"Once again I'm sorry, I really didn't know that the person who called me was you. I was eating and ...,"

"Have not been discussed" replied Vienna.

"Oh yeah, what made you call me?" dion's voice had softened, not as loud as when he spoke before his friends.

"Can you come here? I mean, to my apartment?"

"Is there a problem?"

"The sink membrane in my bathroom was leaking, the water was constantly gushing out and flooding the floor. I can't call a handyman at a clock like this" complained Vienna.

"Wait around! twenty minutes to go."

Dion immediately turned off his phone, put it back in his pants pocket and approached the table where his friends were still finishing dinner running half-way.

"Where are you? aren't you still hungry? the proof is that you scolded your future wife, just now." tempt Adam as soon as he saw Dion grab his jacket attached to the shoulder of the chair.

"I have to see my future wife, please take my groceries home! I don't have much time" said Dion, replying to Adam.

"Where are you going? you don't have a car" said Adam.

"And I told you I wanted to meet a future wife. I've booked a taxi online" exclaimed Dion as he walked away leaving his three friends.

"Is there a serious problem? you're in such a hurry?" adam's cry that saw Dion was already a bit away from his seat. He stood up and stared at Dion.

"Don't worry about me. I will fight for my future." without turning my head, Dion waved his hand.

"Basic crazy! " maki Adam's.

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