
...HAPPY READING...
Adhisti stared at the magnificent Spanish-style building with a look of disbelief, as easily as he left. He used to come in easily because the former sold him to the owner of this house who tied him up in a series wedding, but today the marriage is over and there is no word we are embedded anymore.
"May you be happy Aru, release me from your arms don't regret it later. Teach me to hate and forget this love Aru. You talked yesterday about protecting your wife, but what I got today." Adhisti left and immediately got into a taxi that happened to pass in front of the house.
Endaru stared at Adhisti's departure from behind a window covered in white curtains.
While in the taxi he did not hear a song that describes the sadness of his heart, the old song of the 90s continues to ring in his heart and mind.
Songwriting Exists, Lurking From Room Curtains.
Who am I this
To ask for foam
Whitened
Become carpet
As it is written in the love novel
Impossible to me too
Reaching the stars in the sky
Make delivery
Terms for yours
All of that I really am not capable of
Wipe me too
Because she's in love
Insanity like you
Seanggun
I should have been
Reflecting myself
Before the room curtain
I open to ask you
'Why the song fits really, bad luck.'
"Sir, is it still far to that place?" she asked, pointing at the piece of paper that Akasha gave her a few weeks ago.
"Till in a minute!" the driver replied with a smile.
True, Adhisti kept Akasha's business card when he met accidentally in the mall when he came out with Nita, if he needed help could come to the address listed on the business card. Though he has not known him but what is the difference Akasha with Endaru, both people are and are respected.
So falling into the same abyss does not matter, but if later rejected yes already look for another better place. Actually he was forced because it was already night and there was no way he could cash the money in his check.
"Zero rupiah again, if hungry eat what dong?" ask him to yourself while biting his lower lip.
A security guard of this residence who seems to belong to Akasha's house.
"Sorry, who's Miss looking for?" ask a security guard named Dodi kindly.
"I'm looking for Mr Akasha, is he home and is this really his home?" back asking.
"Yes, this is her home, but this lady was ready. What a paid man from Mr. Akasha." The statement of the security guard surprised Adhisti.
It turns out that in this world there are so many people like this, with money can conquer humans in any part of the world that he wants and likes.
Tin
Tin
Tin
The sound of horn from outside the gate was heard loud many times on the press, the security guard who had questioned Adhisti immediately ran and opened the large gate.
Akasha unintentionally stared at the glare of the lamp that hit Adhisti's body, smiling happily. The female material next to him is no longer interesting to touch tonight.
"He who?" ask the woman who is struggling spoiled in the chest of Akasha's field.
"Him? not like you of course!" Akasha put away the woman's hand with just one tepis. "It's money instead, go." Akasha's orders are harsh.
"Well, gini dong from earlier. Call me baby if there needs to be even hotter than the woman," smilingly receiving a check.
Akasha widened both her hands hoping Adhisti was like any other woman who was happy to welcome his arrival. Uh, why doesn't this have any effect on Adhisti.
"Have you just come, little brother?"
"About-of-a-high talk as good as a jidat, ngatain little sister to me!" namel Adhisti.
"At least, a body as small as this deserves to be said little sister. Let's go in." Wanting to embrace Adhisti's shoulder but the sharp look in Adhisti's eyes made Akasha so horrified to look at him.
...SERIATE...