TWO LINES (You Got Me Baby)

MARRIED AND BROKEN HEART

Time goes by so fast for Anjani, it does not feel, today is a big day for him and Bastian. Dating for 1 year and deciding to marry Anjani who is busy preparing to compose a pending thesis, he,

"Honey, these are some of the things I'm going to invite, for sure, they're my office, my employees and my friend's friends, medical kids."

"Ehm .. okay, I also have a few list names, but there's something I'm scribbling on mas."

"Why?"

"Yes, not so familiar anyway, just say hi that way, continue to temen mama, papa, temen deket I Diska, it's sure, the same is our big family aja."

"Okay, me too. Something I scribbled from here."

"Who's the mas?"

"former."

"Hahaha, why aren't you invited?"

"Ngapain is also ...?"

"Whatever the hell, I'll go along. Our friend's garden party?"

"Yes, which we took at the hotel rooftop. Dear family hotel, so, yes save the budget a little ..."

"Okay .. Our clothes are ready all mas, everything is safe and there are no obstacles. I'm on a strict diet, afraid my clothes won't fit."

"No fit, yeah we make another dress, it's fine."

"When you buy, your money runs out ..."

"Darling ... money for me is not a matter, just relax, you calm down, my money is enough to be 10 derivative."

"Mahaha ..." Both laugh.

"But, it's just a little party, I haven't had enough money for a big party ..."

"Mas .. This is a very luxurious, you're even sampe ngundang my favorite singer, it's already luxurious for me mas."

"This is what I love about you, what I love. I love you so much, I can't wait for us to have kids."

The cost to be poured by Bastian reached almost more than 500 million for the small party he intended.

Meanwhile Pandu, now busy pursuing his SpOG degree, while he works in a private company, engaged in the provision of heavy equipment.

"Dewa ... invitation from Bastian, already got?"

"Udah."

"Hahaha ... Why the hell? The answer is that kek lemes?" Ask Fauzan.

"Damn you, what a matter of course, I must come."

"It must be, after all, we must be his lady-in-waiting, standing as his former companion, ah elah ..."

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter, it's also a spell, you know when."

"Hahaha .. your broken heart?" Fauzan said, with laughter.

Apparently, Fauzan found out that Pandu liked Anjani. But he relented, for the sake of the friendship they had built long ago, with Bastian.

For two years, Pandu tried to forget Anjani. He is focused on what he is going to pursue at the moment.

The wedding of Anjani.

Pandu was ready, to attend, not only as an invited guest, he also became a male Bridesmaids with his three friends, based on Bastian's request.

The sacred event took place quietly and joyfully. Especially when the usual sungkeman event in the title at a traditional Javanese wedding. Anjani could not help but cry, as he had to prostrate to his parents and ask for blessing, to release his bachelor which he would spend with Bastian until his death. Likewise, Bastian, using traditional Javanese clothes that are thick and distinctive, he looks dashing. Both brides looked good that morning.

The event then took place at a five-star hotel rooftop, owned by the Bastian family. Both brides have used wedding clothes in modern style, designs from young designers famous in Indonesia.

The interesting thing is, Bridesmaids consisting of 4 handsome and dashing men, managed to steal the attention, even they called more appropriate to go up to the guarantee by the invited guests.

"Diliatin gini man .." whispered Pandu, to his friend.

They held back laughter, as they looked at the group of girls, who waved at Pandu while taking photos, as they watched,

"It seems, our friends will get this match-up out." Rangga.

"Wrights, another heartbreak, detected." Fauzan said, glancing at Anjani from a distance.

"Fuck you!" Said Pandu, holding back a laugh and continuing to look around him.

......................

Dance party.

Anjani and Bastian, who are dancing friendly, while Pandu, just sit and look at his cell phone. Open contacts, scroll, view old photos and read incoming messages as well as read emails from his office.

The music continues to play, until the event is even more festive when Anjani's favorite singer, also now perform songs on stage. A song that is quite up beat. Make almost all the guests interesting invitation and enjoy the song, like a mini concert.

Again, Pandu just sat and enjoyed the scene unfolding, where Anjani seemed part with Bastian. There was nothing he could do except walk away from the rooftop while opening the tie and suit he was wearing,

"God!" Fauzan walked quickly, approaching Pandu.

"God ... Where are you going?"

"Reverse."

"Why the hell?"

"I'm not good, I'm back, the event is also a hope." Said Pandu, while getting into the elevator.

"Lu still hurt?"

Pandu did not answer, "God, answer?!" Fauzan.

Sighs, "it's none of your business." Pandu Say. The elevator door was closed.

"God!" Strictly Fauzan is upset and hits the elevator door.

"Somely anyway? Why not pursue it first?" Fauzan said as he returned to the event.

Fauzan sits next to his girlfriend, Indira,

"Why?"

"God, he's back."

"Owh ... continue, how did the mass of his face?" Ask Indira.

"Okaya anyway, if you like, love, do not hold, just say." Fauzan.

"Mas, don't I understand? I love you, not anyone." Indira.

"Sorry dear, not to you, sorry, sorry ..." Hugging Indira.

"Snack." Indira.

Drive to the basketball court, where he and his friends often train there.

Alone, by rolling up the sleeves of the shirt, he dribble and put the ball in the basket from various sides.

Pandu held back his tears, but could no longer be contained, the tears fell by themselves,

"Huh ..." Pandu sighed, while then smiling. Sit back and turn the ball.

"Sometimes niesel's in love." Say the Guide, while turning the ball with his fingers.

"But not nyesel know him, let a moment .." said Pandu again.

"Udahlah."

Pandu also wrote a caption on his gram snap. His heartbreak and regret for what he went through.

"that day, I fell in love, and today my heart is broken."

"stupid man, is me."

"if one day, you are sad and unhappy, find and come to me. I'm still waiting for you ..." 

Pandu left the basketball court, headed for his home. His phone kept ringing. The message came from three of his friends, who wanted to know his situation.