
Jamal and Laras meet at the cafe in front of the office. There Jamal recounted what happened yesterday at his home. Even after moving house, there were still families who came and made a fuss with his wife.
Laras responded by advising Jamal to at least talk to his grandfather again. It was possible that the old man would understand if it was explained well. Jamal said it was impossible. It is even more impossible than all the most impossible things in the world.
Feeling deadlocked with all his rejected advice. Laras also asked what his friend really wanted to face his grandfather. Want to stop working or do something else that might work.
Jamal smiled strangely as he looked at his friend. The smile that made Laras feel goosebumps even in a day that seemed like it would be as scorching as today. What else when hearing the tone that his friend used when asking for help. It was certain that he would fall into a very troublesome matter.
The barrel throws a tissue at Jamal. "Don't smile like that! I'm goosebumps squirming?!"
"What's wrong with my smile? Sinta says she likes it when she sees me smile!" timpal Jamal is proud.
"It doesn't matter if you tell me the same story. Your wife's eyes are troubled and just look at you every day, so she can say that. Try him to know the same cool oppa-oppa and handsome, you must pass also not diheranin!"
"Curtain, you racist! Physical look usual doang," decih Jamal upset.
"If you just want to talk unclear gini, mending to the office only. Come on in to work, right." The barrel glanced at the large clock hanging on the cafe wall.
"Who are we talking about gini? You start first!"
"Yes that's why I said let's just unplug it to the office rather than here late to work," said Laras relented.
"No problem, your boss is here. There will be no one in your country even if you are late in the office!" jamal said relax. "So, in return help me in one thing!" the smile was on Jamal's face again.
For the second time, Laras goosebumps looking at his friend's smile which clearly implies a veiled meaning. "Help what?" he said he prepared his heart so as not to be too surprised.
"Let's make a scandal at the office. Make my family no longer bother my wife, Sinta. Let's date seriously to trick the old man's eyes!" jamal said cunningly.
Laras' eyes bulged, almost out of place so shocked he heard a strange remark from his friend. What was it, a date. His friend wants to make him an actor. Oh, what a kind friend.
"Eh, horrors, yes! Jamal pe'a whose brain-division time hangs in the backmost order! I know you are an idiot not helped, but plis lah, do not you love to see clearly if you bego, sia*an!!!" laras' emotions peaked, wanting to feel like he clawed at his friends if he did not remember where they are now. Really, why can he be friends with people who are not like this and even consider himself super-duper smart.
"Eh, what part of me is bego?" ketus Jamal is unconscious and does not accept bego.
"Lo crazy idea that I'm sure I'm dating when you yourself are married! Demon lo! You want to make me labeled as an actor, huh?" laras's emotions are mounting in the face of the true stupidity of his friend. Not even a gallon of ice alone would be able to cool the anger that the woman now felt.
"Who told you to be an actor, anyway. I'm asking you to pretend to be my girlfriend in front of my family. Let them not disturb Sinta anymore!" jamal Error with frown.
"What's the point of me being your fake girlfriend? Grandpa's gonna keep ngusik Sinta, o'on!" ask Laras who is anxious himself with the o'on-an of his friend this one.
"The benefit is a lot. First, grandfather will think I'm not very fond of Sinta. So the old man will be calm and just wait until I am bored and immediately divorced, of course. Two, if grandfather calms down. My other family will not come back to my house. Third, my wife will live peacefully as before without hearing insults or other bad words from all of them. Is that less?"
Barrel weighed for a moment. Indeed, when viewed from one side clearly this is the most effective and profitable idea. But what if you look at it from the other side. From the side of Sinta, for example, whether the woman will not be hurt. "How is Sinta? You're gonna tell me about this with him?" tanya Laras started to calm down. He thinks his friend has become increasingly detached from being pressured by his family lately.
"Yes, not that. Sinta could immediately ask for a divorce," said Jamal quickly rejected the idea of his best friend to tell Sinta all the ideas he had just thought.
"You are caught getting worse, Mal," said Sinta warned.
"We'll do it secretly, man. Just in front of my family. Office people don't need to know!"
"There are no secrets that can be kept hidden, man," said the woman still disagreed with the idea of her friend. "Try to think of another way that if Sinta knew it wouldn't make her hurt," he continued asking Jamal to rethink. Make another plan that is safer than the plan pretending to be dating as before.
"I need this way, Ras. I can't think anymore and waste time. Families who are under the auspices of the big name Sanjaya continue to come every day and make a scene. I need a diversion and this is the only way I'm thinking about it for now. We can stop if I get another idea in the middle of the road. But this time, please help me as usual, okay?"
Laras took a long breath. He was so weak with the pleading gaze of his comrade. As already, the woman also agreed with the record Jamal had to think of another idea while they run this one idea now.
A contract relationship was made to deceive the eyes of the grandfather. Jamal believes his grandfather will be silent and no longer bother his wife from now on.