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Bagas still can't take it if Tristan is watching Anin.

"Why not the others? Why should Tristan? That's a boy you know for yourself, right? Sloppy! Look, Anin got kidnapped" Bagas still arguing with his father.

"At least if with Tristan, Anin can be guarded everywhere Tristan can berganterin. Look, he's the one who managed to find Anin's location because his chip is active"

"Astaghfirullah, yeah, that's the evidence the culprit may have taken"

"Leave it. Dad already has a lot. Just find a witness"

"What evidence? What the hell is it?"

"You asked a lot Anin Anin came home. Tell Tristan to take Tari to his house. If Anin's here, it could be dangerous for you!" said the mother cut off the father and son debate.

"Mother, why is this here?"

"Ora iso Gas, kowe ki boy and whimper. Wingi wae Anin mbok kiss ning kitchen nganti ora ngerti nek ono Ibu. Oh, Iyo opo iyo?" (Can't Gas, you're his son. Yesterday you kissed Anin in the kitchen until you didn't know there was a mother. Yes what is it?)

"Yawes-yawes. Come on yank, don't come home" Bagas grabbed his father's car keys.

"Gue's coming! Want to be real hp" Raka tailed behind Bagas and Anin. Anin immediately said goodbye to her two future in-laws.

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"Lo want to really know where Mbel is?"

"Konter who deket here only. I know you want to be alone. Well that's ahead of you to stop"

"iiihhhh what the hell Bang, if the two will be the third demon!"

"Well, I dong Nin the devil!"

"Hahaha, that's the feeling. Anin forgot the news. 10 days ago Angga died of a heart attack"

"Innalillahi wainna ilaihi roji'un" said Raka and Bagas simultaneously.

"May khusnul khotimah" said Raka again

"Aamiinu. I'm descending here. Later you go home alone" Bagas pull over his car. Raka's coming out. The car drove to Anin's house. Bagas turning the way. He chose a further path.

"Lhoh, take this road anyway. The router is a distance"

"Belvin. Mas kangen same you. Sorry to put you in danger"

"It's not really your fault, you'll ask yourself, Dad yes"

Bagas changed his car mode in automatic mode.

"Why what?"

Bagas did not answer Anin's question. He grabbed Anin's nape and kissed Anin's forehead. Down to the face. And melum*t Anin's lips. Longs. That's how they feel. A few minutes they kiss each other*n.

"Udah mas, focus drive first"

"Haduhhhh, where can focus if kayak like this yank. I would like to repeat"

"Oh yeah, habits later"

"Pengen cepet marriage, let's be satisfied with you"

"What apaan"

"Udah ah mas, don't tempt me just. When did you come back?"

"Tomorrow yank"

"That's a big deal. Next month we'll be home, right?"

"Emang why? If you don't go home and kiss her on a slingshot? I can"

"That's what you want!"

"Hahahah, uh Yank, Raka told you nothing about her boyfriend. That's so weird, kid. Yesterday I called a girl. His voice was familiar but I didn't know who it was"

Anin looks flabby. "Son, I don't know. I rarely talk to Bang Raka"

"Ooowww, I thought he was confiding in you"

"I called Tari first let her go home"

"Didn't want to be the same?" Bagas raises his eyebrows.

"What the hell, you are. Naughty, I just tease"

"Hahaha, the bodain candidate himself is wrong? Tell Tari to tell Tristan. I'm gonna talk to him"

Anin nodded and carried out Bagas' orders.

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Apartments

"Sepy. You why the hell A' leave me. It should be the day after our engagement. Huhuhu hiks" Dance still remembered Angga.

Drrttggg Drrttggg

He looked at his cellphone. Pick up the phone immediately.

"Hello Nin, what's wrong? I'm in the apartment. No papa. Mmm, yeah, I'll be there. You said the same Tristan himself. I was afraid he was angry again. Hhmm, yes. Salam waalaikum"

Dance hung up. He's getting ready soon. He was about to wash his face but the bell rang.

Tong teng.

Soon Dance opened the door. Tristan was at the door of his apartment.

"I was told to take you to Anin's house" Tristan said, throwing his face away. She still remembered her lips kissing Dance's forehead. That's what made him behave wrong.

Dance just nodded. "Get in first, I want to get ready first"

"You're crying again, aren't you?"

"Can't you, don't you want to poke? Just sit wait!"

Why do you encourage him now? I can't reply anymore. This is me why the hell? tristan's mind is in the heart.

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