Young Girl For Mr. Duda

A Wound

Devan grabbed her hair violently. The man regretted getting out of control, he had quite complicated problems on his job, it obviously made his emotions easily provoked. If only Hima knew behind her emotions it was a big enough problem. His company suffered a considerable loss, as the project failed. It was possible that Hima would understand Devan's emotions a little.

Devan exhaled his breath rough. The man closed his eyes while leaning against the chair. Currently he is waiting for the presence of his friends, considering who knows this is his best friend. They asked to meet at a famous restaurant in Jakarta.

"Sorry make you wait a long time" said Leon while sitting himself in the chair next to Devan followed by the others.

Devan just nodded his head. He doesn't matter, he knows his best friend is pretty busy. After all Devan was so grateful to his best friend, they were still standing by his side until this very second. Perhaps, it would be even more difficult if they left Devan.

"It's Refan's fiancee's restaurant isn't it, anyway?" ask the other possessed Leon.

"Hm, why would you eat for free?" ask Darren.

"Did, kaga!" ketus Leon while looking at the menu book.

They chuckle at Leon's irritated look, comforting them enough. After ordering food for lunch, they began to put on serious facial nosebleeds. No exception, Leon. The man is very sensitive in reading a situation. Devan cleared his throat briefly, a sign that he was about to start the topic.

"Every night the cave is stormy with Hima and Yana writhing us noisily." Devan exhaled his coarse breath when he saw the annoyed expression of his best friend.

"The cave motion is out of control, the cave is really confused. The cave company is threatened with bankruptcy" he continued with a riled face.

His friends stared at each other. Only the first time Devan was as reckless as this to be deceived by his own employees. Perhaps because the problems he faced made Devan's focus split, the man often even missed his meal.

"How much loss?" ask Refan.

"Fourteen billion."

...***...

She smiled kindly at Nata. The initial intention of the woman coming to Darren's house was to bring her Alisha's favorite cake that she made. However, he sees Alisha and Nata laughing happily while watching television. The woman's heart feels pinched, she does not know who Nata and Darren will marry, which she knows Nata is still Secretary Darren.

"You're always good." Alisha smiled as she chewed the cake.

"Nata, let's try it," Alisha said.

Nata just nodded then followed the words of his future mother-in-law. He nodded in agreement, the taste of the cake made by Sekar is indeed very delicious. Alisha really likes Sekar's cake, as well as Darren.

"Enak. Mama Sekar pinter cook ya?" ask Nata.

Smile now. "Not really, Nat. I can just make a cake" he said.

Alisha who heard that shook her head in wonder. She knew very well that women with the profession of a psychologist were very good at kitchen affairs. Sekar often makes his family a food that eventually becomes a favorite of the Gautama family. Cellyn even really hopes if Sekar will be the mother later, but fate actually speaks another.

They continued to taint things, laughter being thrown at each other. Unknowingly there is a heart that is languishing behind laughter. Now, that woman is not okay. He is intrigued by the closeness of Alisha and Nata.

"Eh, yeah, sure Darren hasn't told you, has he? Two days later, she married Nata. You're coming, aren't you?" alisha's chirps made Sekar speechless.

"Me—married?"

...***...

On the other hand, there were two couples who were constantly arguing. Damn, it must be between the two. Wanting to stay away was reluctant, he was stuck in his seat. Although he had to endure the tightness lodged in his heart.

"But, I want you to hug her," the woman whined as she pointed at Sekar.

Now that he was drinking his drink, it was clearly shocked. It was proven that the woman was immediately choking. Sekar just keep away the glass in his hand. The woman stared in disbelief at the two couples before her.

"Generic ... Uhuk ... What the fuck, anyway? I'm daritadi diem, don't take it, dong!" ketus Sekar's.

The woman who heard the ketus tone that was thrown from Sekar's mouth was shocked. Slowly tears flooded his eyes, sobs after sobs slowly escaped. The man beside her was clearly shocked, she immediately turned her head to the side.

On the other hand, Sekar exhaled his breath slowly. He was sure there would be a commotion after this, he should have left earlier. The woman closed her eyes tightly, preparing to receive a tantrum. Repeatedly he sighed slowly, there was a hint of fear in his heart.

The man hugged his woman tightly, rubbing the woman's back gently. He was trying to calm the woman in his arms right now. However, the look on his face could not lie, he was angry right now. When the woman was calm, the man let go of his embrace. He looked at Sekar sharply.

"Lo should have known that Nata was pregnant again, what trouble did you find? Just a fucking woooong!" darren Sentak.

Quiet with eyes still closed. The woman smiled, Darren would never know the pain she was feeling. He should have been aware of that, just think of it as Sekar lebay. However, the pain will not be felt by others. The word 'groaning grunts' was too trivial, but not for her.

"Sorry." Sekar lowered his head deeply, he was trying to hold back something that wanted to slide freely there.

"Lo it's Doctor, you should understand that pregnant women are sensitive!" beat Darren again.

Sekar chuckled cynically, he glanced at the speechless Nata by lowering his head. He thought to himself, Does that woman not want to open her voice? Because he was the cause of the commotion between him and Darren, but Nata just kept quiet.

"If you forget, I'm a Psychologist not an Obstetrician," replied Sekar with a sharp look.

"Mas Darren ..," lirih Nata made Sekar smile curiously.

"Can you just talk?" sindir Sekar's.

Plaque!

The slap echoed in Darren's minimalist room. Nata who lowered his head was surprised, while Sekar looked blankly ahead while holding his face. The pain was nothing compared to his heart wound right now. He looked at Nata cynically.

"Are you satisfied now, Miss Natalia Defana? First, you snatched Darren from me. Second, you created a commotion between me and Darren. Third, you made your future husband slap me. Congratulations, you are great" Sekar said, clapping his hand.

"Ma—maaf, not inti—"

"Stop! Congratulations, you guys destroyed me so great."

Darren looked at Sekar's departure with a sorry look. She grabbed her hair tightly, while Nata just looked at her.

"Arghbhh ... Goddamnit!"

Am I really the trouble carrier?