The Voice of the Husband
Cafe
Nara opened the door of her room slowly. Afraid to disturb Naren who is struggling with his laptop. Until the whole room looks perfect, Nara did not find a tough man who had been disappointed this afternoon.
Where's Naren?
Waving her feet in sandals, Nara checked into the open bathroom. It's empty, there's no Naren. Laptops and some documents are still arranged on the table.
Where did Naren go?
Nara chose to go downstairs. Check the kitchen, guest rooms and some other rooms. All results are the same. Still no handsome figure with that million patience.
Fear struck Nara at that moment. Given that Naren does not like to go out at night, it makes Nara can not think where Naren went.
As Nara recalled, Naren did not bring her phone. Because Naren's phone is being charged in the room. Glancing at the clock hanging in the living room, Nara chose to sit on the sofa. Waiting for Naren with worry in his chest.
Until ten o'clock in the evening, Naren did not come home or show his nose. Nara who was sitting on the sofa slowly closed her eyes involuntarily.
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In a cafe that is quite crowded visitors, Naren is seen sitting casually with three other men. A few cups of coffee served on the table as a complement to the chat.
"Ren, your tumbenan is coming."
The man in a blue box shirt with his hair plastered patted Naren's shoulder who had just joined at the round table. Naren simply replied with a wry smile.
"Yes, it's usually just the three of us here. Uh, now you're coming uninvited. There's a problem with bini lo, to the point that you came to our hangout from High School?" Jefri, who is usually called Njep, asked his best friend who had joined the hangout.
"Apaansi you two? Sotak (so you know) you know?" Aril, the middle man of his three best friends who are no less handsome than Naren.
"There's nothing. Just want to get wind. Refreshing with you." replied Naren as casually as possible. Want however others do not have the right to know the disgrace of their household even though it has been sparse.
"Find the wind mah in front of the fan can also, Ren. Even in your home, AC is. Wih, feel in switzerland right?" Jefri chimed in an answer from Naren, making the three sahabtnya look at him.
"Eh, sorry. But really, right, Ren?" Jefri smiled by scratching his dandruff head. Asking for help also to Naren to say his words with the blink of an eye.
"Emang's right. But this is another point, Njep. Basic brain well! Cutout!"
Print it!
And finally Jefri was hit in his head from Aril.
Naren also ordered his favorite coffee from the first after Ragil told him to order. It didn't take long, the order came and came.
Sruputtts!!!
Warm. The mind also calmed down a little. More relaxed than when soaking with hot water.
"This is the first time we have Naren. I told him to sing on stage. You should have been able to poke his voice that dabbles rich leaves on the sea." advice from Aril also suddenly made Naren surprised. Because, Aril remembered that he had a top voice.
"Don't do it." Naren shook his head in order to reject Aril's suggestion.
"No, no, no. Since you've come here, then you have to want to sing." Ragil who remembers how Naren's voice also rejected the rejection of Naren.
"Goodle. Anyway tonight you have to sing for us. Count as a bonus for the arrival of you who are not invited." Jefri also berpompori best friend to want to sing.
"Come donk, bro. Just this once. Next time not, if not khilaf." Ragil blinked his eyes flirtatiously at Naren. Making the one-child man finally nod in agreement.
"Yumiyya!!! Feeling good!!!"
Naren got up from his chair. Sipping on the hot coffee before walking up the stage.
The dominant visitors of teenagers were suddenly turned to a handsome figure who was going up on the cafe stage.
"Good night everyone." said Naren while tapping on the microphone in front of him. To test whether the sound has been heard or the microphone works as it should.
"Night as well." All the visitors, especially the women, answered in unison. Not caring about the cynical look of her insecure boyfriend.
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