
I continued to look at Intan who looked wrong when he got a sharp look from grandma. I don't know what exactly happened. There is something Intan is hiding but I feel like this has something to do with the ******** that I heard this morning in Intan's room.
Grandma went back into the room after saying that. Leaving a lot of questions in my mind and perhaps in the minds of my other friends.
"Beautiful what did your grandmother mean? Why isn't it raining no wind all of a sudden he's alluding to treason?" tanya Wulan who seems curious and has many questions due to grandmother's speech.
"Come, Ma'am. If according to Indah, it is better not to put in the heart and think too much about all the words of Mbah Uti. I like it like this sometimes. Come and give a short talk."
"She just wants us to be careful. For now betrayal does not look upon it friend or brother. Betrayal can be done by anyone, even usually the perpetrator is the person closest to us."
I try to take the good side. I glanced at Intan who was busy with her phone, occasionally she smiled to herself. He seemed to be trying to avoid our conversation.
"Tan, what do you think of the traitor?" I'm trying to figure out the answer to the question that kept dancing in my mind. The girl seemed to be engrossed in her own world.
"Tan!" call me while touching her shoulder. It seemed as though Intan was surprised by my voice that might pull her back to the real world, having been around for quite a while in the virtual world.
"L-yes, what's up, Han?" tanya Intan stuttered.
"You're a habit. We're talking about sensitive things, you're engrossed in yourself." I put both my hands on my chest and put on a face I didn't like.
"Sorry, just replied to my friend's message. So where did our discussion get?"
"Not us, Intan, rather our discussion. Me, Hanna, and Beautiful, while you're busy living in your maya world" Wulan said with a faint smile.
"Yes, I'm sorry I'm a genks. I promise I won't be rich anymore." The girl tried to seduce me and Wulan by hugging our shoulders. I can't be mad at a girl whose age difference is just a few days different from mine.
"Somehow, I'm curious. Who are you messaging again? To the point of forgetting the friends who are beside you." Wulan tried to look at Intan's phone. However, losing quickly with Intan who clutched the phone tightly in his chest.
"Tan, it must have been from the man who visited your room this morning." Hearing my words, I could clearly see that there was a reddish hue on the woman's cheeks. I'm a thousand percent sure that my guess is on target.
"What the hell, Han. It's from my friend, my friend."
"Have to admit it. Who's the guy, how's the character..." Not finished I interrogated Intan, suddenly Indah interrupted by asking a question that made me smile.
"Mister, isn't the guy handsome? If it's handsome, he's got a brother no? Beautiful dong knownin. Understandably single holds this."
Spontaneously I pulled a head with long, straight, unravel hair. "Job is real. Don't think of dating let alone getting married. Yesterday he said you wanted to go to high school and raise your parents' degrees first."
"That's what confuses me, ma'am. On the one hand I want to go to college and work hard to make the family happy, while at other times I have the desire to marry young too. But Beautiful it wants to have a husband who can meet the needs of birth and inner. Uh one thing is for sure, I want to have a very handsome candidate, at least as handsome as Lee Jong-suk. Counting to fix the offspring."
Beautiful laugh because of the pride he created himself. Me, Wulan and Intan also opened up because the youngest girl among the four of us was so high as to set the standard of a life partner.
"Don't look too high up on it. It will be difficult to heal." I stroked the hair of that cheerful girl. While we were late in the laughter, Intan stood away from us while talking to someone on a phone call.
I tried to steal the two's talk but couldn't because Intan was talking a little whispering.
"Lan, don't you know her boyfriend Intan?" ask on women who are peeling mango fruit.
"I wanted to ask you to advise Intan, so as not to give up on men easily. Because I think you know about Intan and that guy."
"Wait a minute, Han. What did you say, so as not to give up on men? Does that mean you know something happened to Intan? What does that mean Intan already..." Wulan hung up her words. It seems he is hesitant to mention the relationship that is usually done by married couples.
"I don't know for sure, everything was just my guess. However, what would two different adults do in a single, tightly-closed room. We all know what's going to happen inside without needing to be explained at length."
"I'll advise him, Han. Not to regret it like I am now. Rush married to cover the disgrace of getting pregnant out of wedlock. Uh, now my husband is left without any clarity and a living for my children. Now it has to be bone-chopping to support my son."
"Hopefully Intan will listen to your advice."
The next conversation I no longer mention about Intan's girlfriend, I think later let Wulan who has been considered brother even though only a few months adrift who gave input to Intan.
"Eh, we're eating out yuk!" Our eyes all turned towards the girl. Just now Wulan complained because the money runs out for the cost of living parents and their children.
"Today I'm the one who treat you guys, and just think of it as PJ, a ready-made tax," he said, glancing his eyes.
"But our payday is still next week. Where did you get the money?" tanya Wulan who happens to be a factory with Intan.
"Don't think too much. Anyway, today we just go for a bite. We just have to take the body. My guy's already taken a place for us to gather. Unfortunately, he could not come because he was busy. He sends you greetings."
"He's really your guy, right, Tan? That's not what people often say sugar daddy, is it?" ask Intan carefully, afraid that Intan will be offended. However, what happened was that the question I was asking was responded to with a wide laugh by Intan.
"She was my ex-boyfriend from High School and then parted ways without news. About six months ago, we accidentally met. Started closer again when he often confided in his wife who could no longer serve in bed anymore."
"And you're willing to let him enjoy you?" whispered slowly. I don't want my best friend's pride to get hurt. Intan's face answered the question I asked with a red hue blotting all over her face.
I feel increasingly convinced, that it is true that there must be someone who advises Intan not to be more entangled in the entanglement of adulteress sin and could also label the actor will haunt Intan for the rest of his life. During the dinner, only I drank water because I still doubted whether the money to pay was a gift like Intan said or was it the result of something bad.
The reason for the stomach ache, I was forced to refuse a plate of appetizing wagyu steak. The steak served by the fast food truck is the only steak in town. Only the best quality wagyu meat they serve for customer satisfaction.
After dinner, Indah and I went home to Indah, while my two best friends returned to Indekos.
"Sir, the steak is delicious. Why don't you eat?" tanya Indah who is parking her vehicle. Again and again I lie by saying my stomach is indeed being boastful, which I make an excuse.
"Ndah, we're getting ready for work. It's an hour away."
I quickly changed into a factory uniform. Eagerly, I and Indah immediately set out to where we would both seek the door of fortune.
Arriving at the motor park, my eyes began to look carefully around the parking lot, not spared I also noticed the spinning building. I'm afraid that yesterday's events are happening again. Fortunately, nothing bad has happened so far.
I went into the building, suddenly the fragrance of the flowers came out and made me sneeze. But at the same time it brings fear and horror all at once. Sure enough when I walked in, something shabby white with a flat face sat on my desk.
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