The Sigadis Narcissistic Eggplant Garden
The Part 44
Now Firdaus and Miftah are outside the restaurant after paying rent and food ordered at a price that makes the heart of Miftah seem to stop beating in an instant.
How is it not? because the price is issued up to tens of millions of rupiah, Miftah actually feels very bad with the price that he thinks is too excessive if only used for two-person meetings only.
"Oh yes, my queen, what were you here to use?" firdaus asked to open the topic after being silent.
"I was on a ride" he replied.
"Then now you don't have to ride the bulge anymore okay! because I'm the one who's gonna take you home, '" he bargained.
"But - "Miftah's speech was cut short when Firdaus said "i don't accept rejection," and Miftah only snorted in annoyance.
"I don't want to, I want to ride a jol... The road to my house is not very good... So I better go home by myself... Bye.." refused Miftah and began to step on his feet to walk away but now his steps became stopped due to Firdaus pulling his hand.
"Lad! sick tau! kaka very rude anyway," commented Miftah.
"Your color is fine," he responded.
"Like me - like me! want me to know what is not the same! besides, I'm not my husband yet so I don't have the right to govern me" he said furiously.
"It's for the good... It's not good for women to come home alone at night." she explained.
"Why indeed? I don't follow bad people! I just ordered the ojol that had been my subscription for a long time," he said.
"Man or woman?" ask Firdaus.
"Yes men... Time women... Night - night still bring ojol? who did not - not even Kaka," his response.
"That's right! men again, later if you are called - what? you're not afraid of being ushered in with a guy night?" tanya was a little jealous.
"Here you go! What kind of man is a woman?" he said back to asking.
"Yes men! cook me a woman! if I was a woman... I might want to marry you" he explained.
"Well! kaka is also a man... So what's the difference?" my many.
"It makes no difference! if I'm not papa! think positively, "the response.
"So why can't I think positively too? they also make a living... I don't dare to do that, either," he explained.
"Sokay know you" growled Firdaus.
"Yes I know... He was my friend first... Near again, cook yes he had to do harm to me." he said which immediately made Firdaus run out of words.
"Well! confused what to say, right? so Kaka do not prejudge the other first... Kaka himself must also know that Kaka is also a man, it is not good if there are Adam and Eve who are not as happy to settle in the same place... Fear of questions arising people later, plus we go home late at night." he explained that makes Firdaus only resigned.
"You should understand better" he continued.
"But you can sit in the armchair," he said still not want to give up.
"Anyway - I - I don't - want - a point." said Miftah broken - broken.
"Hi Miftah! I'm here," said Haris, waving his hand at Miftah, and Miftah returned a wave of his hand, saying "yes - yes... I'll be there soon."
"You seriously want to go home with a night bulge - this night?" asked Firdaus who was trying to hold back his sense of regret.
"Yes seriously! cook me a joke anyway," Miftah's response then began to drive away leaving Firdaus alone.
"That's who you are?" ask Haris.
"That's a big deal! yes, let's go... It was the night of it," said Miftah while hitting Haris on the shoulder.
"Je... Answer it hard! the strings - the narcissists you! not like you usually like to go with guys," he said.
"Yes my... Hariss... How old am I? yes, it's natural to.." fret Miftah.
"What might he be - "have not had time to spend his words Miftah immediately interrupted him.
"If you don't want to walk too then I'll find another bulge, too" he threatened.
"Eh! uh! don't dong... It's difficult - difficult I came far - far away even no one ordered," he said with a smile and began to advance the bike.
"Well that's the dong from earlier," Miftah's response when the motorcycle was about to leave the place.
Firdaus was only able to look fretfully at them while continuing to endure the fiery turmoil of anger that was in his heart, he really felt unappreciated by Miftah because so far no one dared to refuse his wishes.
With a cocky feeling he immediately entered the car and began to advance it with a mind that is still raduk.
Actually he is strange with himself, why he is even like a jealous person when he should not have to force him to come with him even though it is for the safety of the girl as well.
"What's wrong with me?" his inner.
"Did I have feelings for her too?" inner again.
"But it's impossible, because whenever my heart is only for Nurjannah" he fretted as he tried to focus on driving.
"The point is I have to keep my heart going for him, I don't want him to be disappointed! after hard work I pursue his love where maybe he I just let go," sure he still kekeh with his stance.
Tomorrow Firdaus will have to pick up Miftah to stay at his house because soon their wedding will arrive until he really feels depressed for now.
How not? he really did not want his marriage with Miftah to be heard to the ears of Nurjannah, which there was news that would only hurt his heart and certainly make him surprised and even disappointed.
Since long ago they have agreed to take care of each other until fate allows them to unite but in fact now what is expected is unacceptable to reality.
Until Firdaus was only able to privatize his status from Nurjannah so that he could not see the invitation which would soon be spread.
"I'm sorry Jannah! maybe you will have a hard time accepting my decision... But I hope you can understand it because sooner or later I'll definitely divorce her and choose you one to be my true companion," his mind that without him noticing a single tear began to fall from his eyes.
Actually Firdaus is not a cruel man, but he was forced to do it because it is too frustrating what else when it comes to his marriage with a girl he has never loved before.
He realized this was happening due to his emotions as well but he was not willing if the ends had to be like this, sacrificing his feelings for others because of the coercion of his parents that makes him unable to dwell.
