
(NASEHAT FRIEND)
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Hans leaned his body against the sofa that was in the living room, he closed his eyes slowly. Hans thought about how to bring Airen back to the city.
Aaaargghh, why again and again the problems of my life are women.
"Sir Hans." call Eza slowly.
Hans opened his eyes, looking at his sister-in-law who was already beside him.
"What's wrong?" ask Hans.
"Ke padang yuk kak, there is a fishing race." invite Eza.
Hans seemed to think.
"All right, let's get your brother's permission." Hans and Eza head to Airen's doorstep.
"Sister, I'm the same brother Hans wants to see a fishing race. Brother's coming?" eza shouted at the door.
"Ngga, I. You be careful." said Airen slowly.
"Okay, brother's at home okay." Eza walked out first, actually he wanted to ask Hans but was reluctant. According to Eza, this is an adult problem.
"Cahya, you're fine at home huh. I accompanied Eza to see the fishing race." Hans went straight from there. Following Eza's steps.
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At 16:00 pm
"Mom, I'm going home. Assalamu'alaikum." Endah told Mak Suma.
"Wa'alaikumussalam, be careful Ndah. Greetings to Iren yes, if you meet him."
"Yes Mak, ready." Endah went to Iren's house as promised by Hans.
On the way Endah met his ex-girlfriend who was with his wife, they were enjoying his meatballs Mang Ujang. Endah pretends not to see them, but Siti surprises him by shouting Endah's name.
"Goddahhh!" scream Siti intentionally.
Jeez, the Durjana really asked to tear his mouth. Inner Endah who was upset with Siti.
Damar who is none other than Endah's ex-girlfriend, he immediately turned his body when he heard Endah's name shouted.
"Give up." muttered Damar.
Tck, that girl is really brash! How dare he appear. Inner Mala who is none other than the wife of Damar.
"Wihh, hurry amad. Where are you going?" ask Siti a little loudly.
"Tck, it's none of your business." Endah immediately rushed away, but Siti held her arm.
"Panass ya Ndah, so hurry to leave" said Siti with great emphasis.
"hot? Well you are mostly sinful Sit, I do not feel hot tuh." said Endah back.
Tck, no Iren no Endah. Same time! inner City.
Mala was struck with emotion because of Damar's eyes, constantly staring fixedly at Endah. Mala immediately approached Endah, and immediately grabbed her hair.
Srrakk (Just take the sound of yahhe hair pulling)
"Aww."
"Mala!" Damar was shocked to see his wife who was suddenly together with Endah.
"Basar jal@ng" Mala said with emotion.
Endah's emotions immediately stirred when Mala called him jal@ng.
Plaques
Endah slapped Mala.
"Don't talk to you! You or me@ng. Huh!" yelled Endah annoyed.
When Mala was about to slap back, but his hand was already held by Damar. Siti just watched with pleasure.
"Before me, why do you believe this woman huh." cried Mala to Damar who was none other than her husband.
"Here you go, remember the condition of your pregnancy. Don't get emotional." said Damar patiently.
Endah stared off at the two couples, he just left them who were staring dislike at him.
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It didn't take long, Endah finally arrived at Airen's house. The house looks uninhabited.
Tok.dok..
"Assalamu'alaikum" Endah said.
Endah's? inner Airen who heard the voice of her best friend.
"Ren, it's me. Assalamu'alaikum."
Mr. Hans went with Eza, I'd rather go out for a while to see Endah.
"Wa'alaikumussalam."
Endah immediately poured into Airen's arms, he hugged his best friend who had not met for days.
"Well, what's the eye? Ampe swamp like that." said Endah, he immediately invited Airen to sit in the front seat of the house.
"What do you need, Ndah?" tanya Airen changed the subject.
"There must be a need first, if you want to meet with friends?"
"Tck, that doesn't mean Ndah."
"Yauda keep what? Oiya it's your eyes why the hell Ren." Endah again asked about Airen's eyes.
"Crying" replied Airen who could not lie to Endah.
"What's nangisin?" Endah tried to lure Airen into telling him a story.
Airen narrowed his eyes staring in Endah's eyes.
"You fuck Ren, don't look at me like it's dong. Yauda if you don't want to tell a story nothing." said Endah.
Huffh..
Airen took a breath and exhaled slowly.
"I was thinking about this marriage, the household I had built with Mr. Hans. I'm confused and not sure, Ndah." said Airen honestly.
"What makes you unsure?"
"It looks like Mr. Hans just felt guilty about the events of that night, and he was only responsible as a form of guilt and his love for me. Moreover, the presence of this child, he did show his gentle and considerate attitude. But he never expressed love or anything at all, and what I was most afraid of was that when I tried to accept it then it grew in my heart, Ndah. And when it comes, what should I do and how?" airen said that made himself unsure.
"Astaghfirullah Ren, you're mostly overthinking. From my vision, Mr. Hans is in love with you. Because it is his nature and character like that, maybe he is not good at expressing his feelings. Try it, you guys talk to each other, about you two. From heart to heart, there must be a solution" said Endah.
"I don't know, Ndah. I'm still confused, especially I don't know what he's like at all? About the person she once loved or was in a relationship with. You know, I've never been in love with any man. I'm afraid, if my first love wasn't perfect." Airen spoke every word that came out of his heart.
"Ren, I'm sure Mr. Hans is in love with you. Don't let your attitude make him give up on keeping you, remember Ren there's a kid you should think about his happiness. You must be able to accept, trust, and love each other. For the harmony of your household." said Endah gave his advice.
Airen smiled, between being touched and amused to hear Endah's words that even she was not married.
"You know what, Ndah. It's like someone who's married" Airen said, chuckling softly.
"Tck, if you say so. Even cringe like that, doain aja Ren. Hopefully I catch up quickly, my father is impatient to pet the grandson hahaha." said Endah while laughing when remembering the message his father wants to immediately fondle the grandson.
"Aamiin, I hope you follow soon. Let our children not be much different."
"I can elus your stomach, Ren?" ask Endah expectantly.
"No."
"Tck, stingy."
"Later on, let her father take care of her" Airen smiled.
Whaaat!
"So, you've never allowed Mr Hans to stroke your stomach?" ask Endah not to believe.
Airen just nodded slowly as a form of answer to Endah's question.
"Jeez Ren, you're really weird. Mr. Hans is very handsome, later if it's the widow next door. Chill on the business." Endah just say it.
"A widow here?" airen asked worriedly.
"Pffttt hahaha, it's Ceu Edoh same Mak Suma jandakan. Oiya, especially now that there is a fishing race there must be a lot of village flowers, or widows who watch the race."
Whaaat!
Now it was Airen's turn to panic and surprise, because her husband was currently there.
"Come on Ndah, take me there." said Airen excitedly.
"H-Hah, why are you going there. Later there, you meet Bahar kang."
"Tck, my husband's there with Eza."
Endah widened his eyes, he looked at Airen in surprise. Is this a sign that Airen is jealous?
"Pfftt Hahaha, are you jealous of Ren? hahaa." Endah laughed at Airen very broadly.
"No, who's jealous." Airen replied lying.
Though her heart was upset by itself when she imagined that her husband was currently being mobbed by widows and virgins there.
"Okay I'm anterin, but you remember Ren. Don't forget to talk heart to heart."
"Tck, yes-yes. You bring it, let's spit it out." Airen instantly pulled on Endah's arm, with a slightly grim face.
"Oiya, you had a greeting from Mak Suma" said Endah.
"Huh seriously? Mak Suma is the best. I'm so upset, I want to work again" Airen said with a smile.
Geez Ren, you're such a freak. Bumil base, the mood goes up and down like that. Inner Endah.
They go to the fishing race, Airen is annoyed with the negative thoughts that haunt him. Now she imagines her husband making out with another woman.
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