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Jealousy (2)


Raka got in the car. He was next to the steering chair. He looked at Bagas who was still playing his cellphone.


"Well, are you really jealous?"


"Why is that why?!" answer Bagas full of emotions


"Hahaha, finally nyet, you can move on from Nisa. I don't like Anin. I'm saying again, yes, I don't like Anin"


"As far as Lo Mbel, tired of my eyes I see you guys are familiar. Especially Anin, not bothering me at all"


What was talked about has come. Anin got into the car. The clothes he was wearing formed the curves of his body. Although not as perfect as the model but quite can be seen if the clothes are tight. Anin wore a pink t-shirt and a knee-length jeans skirt. His hair he let loose. The natural makeup that he polishes on his face is very fused with his beautiful face.


"Are you ready for Nin? Is the door locked?" Raka made sure Anin was ready


"Udah Bang, let's go kemon"


Bagas drove his car at medium speed. Sometimes he glanced at the glass to look at Anin. He was seen only silent. Raka also chose to be quiet because it was useless to invite Bagas to chat. There will be no chat reply. Well that's how Bagas is. He would rather be silent than angry and express his frustration.


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Bagas' car has entered the airport. Bagas lowered the speed of his car to find an empty parking lot. Once the brand can rush to the airport. Anin and Bagas say goodbye to Raka.


"No, you don't get angry anymore. I want to go back to this. If you're bosen here follow me in Kalimantan. Okay brother?" said Raka while punching Bagas arm


"Ati ati lo Mbel, ogah I followed lo. Eat it here"


"Ati ati ya Bang, don't forget to tell Anin"


Anin's words further made Bagas burn with jealous fire.


"Yes I've entered. Please take care of my sister. I hope you are not just fiancee contract doang" said Raka while patting Bagas on the shoulder. But Bagas was just silent and did not budge until Raka was no longer seen.


Bagas and Anin walked towards the parking lot. Anin was afraid because Bagas was just silent. They got in the car.


Anin sat next to the steering chair. Anin was about to install her seat belt but the difficulty because it was a bit heavy when pulling it. The bagas who saw it instantly picked up and pulled the seat belt Anin. Bagas was silent. On the way Anin ventured to start a conversation.


"Ehem, mom. You got diem? Not good to know if in diemin kayak gini"


"No papa" replied Bagas ketus


"Whispering, can't you?"


"Stop mas, move. I said stop, stop!"


Bagas pulled his car over. Anin was about to get off the car prevented by Bagas.


"Where are you going? Sit down!"


"You go home by yourself.I can't be as car as angry people. Danger"


"I said sit down Anindya wijaya!!" Bagas spoke to Anin in a high tone. Anin samburun fear. He got out of the car leaving Bagas.


Bagas gets out of the car and chases Anin. He carried Anin like he was carrying 1 sack of rice.


"Please!"


"Not going" Bagas sat Anin in his original position. Bagas rushed to the steering wheel and locked the car door. Anin put both of her hands to cover her crying face.


Bagas drove the car to Anin's house. Arriving at Anin's house, Bagas did not immediately go down. He was wrong to yell at Anin. He grabbed both of Anin's hands that were still covering her face.


"Sorry, I didn't mean to snatch you" Bagas wiped the tears that escaped.


Anin was still crying not answering Bagas.


"Udah dong don't cry anymore. Sorry, are you?" Bagas stroking Anin's hair


"What was I wrong until you snapped at me?" Anin started to open her voice


"The wrong "mas. Sorry about Yank"


"What exactly are we? What do you think I am? Just your paid fiancee or something? Your treatment confused me"


"Mas doesn't like you getting flirty in front of other guys. Even if it's your own best friend. Mas taste mas began to fall in love with you" Bagas tried to be honest with his feelings.


Anin just silently looked at Bagas' eyes. He's looking for lies from the net. But there's absolutely nothing. Anin was confused as to what to answer.