The Love of Kalila

Of jealousy?

Tonight I don't know why Marcel wants to drink and meet his friends. Then he gathers Fandi, Aji, and Carlos to sit down and drink at Demian's nightclub.

"Drink your breath, Nyet. If you're drunk you think I want anterin lo?" fandi shouted in the midst of the roar of music provided by the club.

"Why?" carlos asked confusedly.

"Bucin," answered Fandi.

"Whisper lo!" Marcel threw something in Fandi's face.

"Not heard from him?" asked Fandi, then answered by Marcel.

"At close to who is he? Martha?" Demian's confused.

"Ah lo miss this information, so go diving last month!" nagel Fandi.

"Keep you want chopped, Mr. Bur?"

"Did, ogah, ogah."

A servant approached the table of the rich handsome men who had been stared at by the caress-hungry woman.

"Mas, sir the boss is coming."

"Mampus lo" cried the other four swearing to Demian.

"Maybe do not corrupt your work," said Fandi.

"Whisper lo ah, bangar ya bro all."

Demian hastily went to visit his father who was notoriously fierce, even to the point of forgetting to bring his cell phone and cigarettes which were still arranged on the round table.

Then the sound of cell phones suffocates those who live there. One by one they checked their phones, but nothing said so. Fandi, who was sitting next to Demian, looked at the screen of his friend's phone that was originally tucked away. Shocked him when he saw the name of the person who was calling on Demian's phone screen. Unknowingly his leaking mouth mentioned the name of the caller.

"Calilla?" he then closed his mouth after Marcel turned to him.

"Lila called you?" ask Carlos.

"Hp Dem."

Marcel's forehead then frowned sharply. The woman who made him uneasy with no news now appears on the mobile screen of his friend who has never officially met.

"Here!" marcel's orders.

Fandi, who was a little afraid of Marcel's violent mood swings, gave Demian's phone away. Before that, he pressed the green button first.

"Hello, sister, this is Kalila." said Lila cheerfully as soon as the call was received.

"..."

"Sister, is Dem silent? Hello?"

"Sister Dem?" chirp Marcel who voiced withholding anger.

From across the street, Lila was silent. He noticed the voice of the person picking up Demian's phone. Then he remembered that the two men were good friends.

"Lila darling? No sound?"

"Yes, brother?"

"You're still alive? I thought you were drowning in the ocean" Marcel said.

"I meant it, brother. But thinking about the condition of my parents, I paled my intention," Lila's timpal said. He thought, the condition of the man can be invited to vent.

"Don't mess with you!" threatening Marcel a little scream that shocked his friends who were whispering in panic.

"Have you forgotten my number? Why go stray on my friend's phone?" marcel asked in a threatening tone.

"The story is long, sis," replied Lila timidly.

"Next time I'll tell you yes, brother. It's not good if I talk to Dem's brother."

"Dam? Name's Demian!" whether the discussion was important or not, but Marcel was annoyed by the nickname.

"Yes Dem, Demian. Then Dem's own sister told me to call that."

"What do I keep calling?" Marcel showed a childish attitude that made his three friends shudder amusedly and looked at him as if he was very disgusting.

"Yes what? Brother Marcel. As always. Uh, next time I tell you why I haven't told you a few days. I'll call Dem's sister again if she's alone."

"Don't try calling her again. No!" threaten Marcel with panic.

Then after that Lila closed her call and felt disinclined, why should Marcel answer the call. At least he knew a big problem was waiting for him next time.

While Marcel slams Demian's phone to the table as soon as Lila closes the call, and surprises Fandi and the others who bow down, it is not nice to see the anger of Marcel, who they themselves know what it would be like if his best friend was angry.

Lila this time is in danger, thought Fandi, while with Aji and Carlos. Even at this moment, Marcel looked crazy for Lila. And they've prepared themselves if Demian comes back and the two macho men have a big fight.

One sip, two sips, Marcel had downed a bottle of drink without a breath. This made all his friends worried. Until finally Demian returned to the group and was so surprised he saw Marcel's face was reddened.

"Eh, why is this a child? Drunken?" Demian looked confused. No one else answered in a voice.

"Dem, someone called on hp lo. Chick. Name's Kalila. Who's she?" fish Marcel with a serious look despite trying to stay conscious and hear the answer from Demian's mouth.

"Calilla? Oh, he's Nana's cousin, Cel. Why?" lightly answer.

"Daughter? Gebetan?" asked Marcel again, this time the three spectators were wary of being ready to take a step.

"Especially not. Not yet at that stage. Still an acquaintance."

"Not yet to that stage. Hiccup.." Marcel. But he has not given up, he must get the answer at least from his best friend.

"Lo who picked up the phone from him?" Marcel nodded to Dem's question. "Yaudah, I'll call you back if that's it."

"Can't!!" marcel shouted which confused Dem.

"Why lo? Why the hell is he?" again, the audience can only respond with body language that means ignorance and non-mixing.

"Lo must know dong first. There are girls not to keep alone. Bring him on my birthday" Marcel said.

"Yes not yet known to you."

"Hope to be lo?"

"Hm. Don't know. Look at it later."

"He's pretty? Sexiest? Okay?"

"Hm. Sexy, not really. But she's beautiful and definitely good."

"Damn. Who says she's not sexy? She's really sexy, anj***. I've proven," well, Marcel's talk has begun to digress. The effects of alcohol that he had drunk without pause began to be felt.

"Huh?" Dem was getting confused as to where the conversation was going.

"Lo doesn't know him. All the girls are sexy," this time Carlos takes over the conversation to calm Dem down from other uncontrollable questions.

While Fandi tried to take care of Marcel's body that had been staggering. "This is an erring child like that, I brought it back."

"Yes, yes, take it away. If you bother to throw it on the road," joked Aji who sweated hard to withstand the situation.

"OKs. Gais, I'm saying goodbye."

Fandi then carried Marcel's body with difficulty to his car. He deliberately did not ask for help Aji or Carlos, because the second task is to make sure Dem does not demand an answer from the ambiguous words of Marcel.

"This stupid one!" swear Fandi and take advantage of the situation from Marcel's loss of consciousness to pin the drunk man's head.