Not the Wrong Matchmaker (R2)
BSJ 80: Night Butterfly
..."God can make a perfect twilight at the end of the day, but why does God make his life this bad?!"...
...Arini Anindita Budiman...
...BSJ 80: Night Butterfly...
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Not as long as the one that is still does not move. Not always the moves can be predicted. Which you think is passive, not necessarily harmless. In fact, there is a lot of unpredictable in this world. The human heart who knows, no one can guess it.
Love without intelligence is wrong. Love needs the controller of a logical, if not. Then there will be an imbalance. Technology makes everything easy to achieve. Technological sophistication, making crime on the basis of love is growing easily. Basically, it's not the wrong love. It's just that the other will that took part in it is wrong. It's selfish, adding a complicated impression to the chaos.
In a room that is not too large, the bedroom is quite small in diameter. Housed by a girl, who knows has a huge obsession over someone's property. He was born to a driver and a domestic assistant, in the Radityan family. From childhood, he lived in the village until he moved to Junior High.
He was also invited to live where his parents worked. From there, love is crazy and fantasies develop. For the first time, he saw a real love present. He found a miracle, a proof of God's thoroughness in creating it.
Indeed, he should not have allowed that sense to develop. But what's wrong, for him God is fair. He loves anything, he likes anything, he can achieve it as long as he can. He can reach it as long as he can try, as long as there is a chance he can take.
He wants goods from well-known brands such as Nike, channel, adidas, tiffany & co, iphone, or other valuable objects can be easily obtained. The latest iPhone output, for example, tens of millions of valuable objects can be obtained easily. With just one transaction, the account will soon be filled with tens of thousands of dollars. The next day, the things he wanted would definitely be obtained.
Arini Anindita Budiman is a 19-year-old girl. A beautiful girl of small stature who fits in a proportional body dose of a teenager. His hair was black and thick on his back, his clear honey bead alluring with its elegance. He doesn't talk much, but has a million mysteries in every smile.
It was like a different day and night. During the day, the innocent girl Ari-this used to call was a kind and shy girl. His attitude and graceful bearer, made many adam many who glorified him. Another with the alternation of nights, she is a night butterfly. Beautiful, charming, in a thin camisole that makes it look more mature. Unbeknownst to his parents, every night his daughter always worked until dawn. Using the beauty that is in him, to the fluency of the language he uses.
Arini is beautiful, smart but a little naive. No amount of nominal that entered his kerekening, could not buy his heart. Because, the owner of the heart has made him fixated. Every time she saw him, Arini was always made to fall in love repeatedly. Even though he knew, the man already had one.
But, rice has become porridge like that.
He was obsessed with the man who owns the name Keevan'ar Radityan Az-zzioi.
A man who was five years different from her.
Ari is optimistic that one day he will be able to make the man fall in love. Although he was rarely at home, thousands of photos of the man were enough to calm him down. When the man got married, Ari was not in this big house. He was admitted to a special High School. However, when he was in class XII he moved to his current school.
"Such a handsome man, I didn't think there was such a handsome man." His small echo while hugging the frame of the photo contains the photo of the man he loves.
Every night she looks beautiful, sexy, even seductive. His intention wanted to tempt the doi, but the doi faith was too strong. In addition, his workers did demand him to be different. Although only working through a mobile phone screen from his room.
At school he was respected by many students as well as students, as the chairman of the literary lovers organization and general secretary of OSIS. Many teachers love him, because of him, or just use his services. Likewise with the sons of the foundation owners who tajir twisted.
In spite of all that, he only loved one person. I wanted a name to turn her into a woman. Just one man, who wants to be his whole. Even though the man has a soulmate he loves very much. If necessary, he is willing to be made a mistress to get a place in his heart.
"It's the rich businessman's house, isn't it?"
Ask the other girl. "Bokap ama nyokap also used to be here, fitting their eldest son married." Further.
He did make a big confession based on a lie. But unfortunately, not a few of them believe the lie.
"Here's the captain's girlfriend." Said the bob-haired girl Selly.
They just believe it, as if it would all be true. They loved this innocent and trustworthy Ari too much
Although yes, he must be quite satisfied with the nickname of mistress, infidelity or so on. At least, everyone believes that he and the man he loves have a relationship.
"Who loves each other?" Asked a heavy voice that made the three stunned.
"Who?" Again, which immediately makes Ari dead fleas.
Deg
"What's the matter, you guys stop here?" Ask the man again flatly.
"We're not Ari." The Queen spoke up.
"Hm." His words were short, while staring at his third appearance intensely.
From the red-haired queen-girls carrying electric suction in her arms. A dress small than the standard, he believed it. Fifteen centi short skirts above the knee.Electrical blue shoes that definitely break the rules.
Move to the bob-haired girl next to him-Selly. Her hair was dyed blonde, somewhat of a blackish gradation. The upper button of her uniform is open, a short skirt fifteen centi above the knee. Permanent ink carvings peeked down his neck. High white sneekers shoes seem interesting attention as well. A pack of boxes that he believed to be contained, appeared also in the pocket of the girl named tag-Selly.
Now he turned to Ari-girl owner of the honey bead. The uniform is the most standard. His shoes were black warriors, no clothes or accessories were excessive on him. Only, one red rash under his jaw seems to make his watered brain easy to guess.
"What grade are you guys?" Cold asked.
"Twelve." Answer Selly who looks amazingly charmed by the man's good looks in front of him.
"Study right, don't hang out. You should be embarrassed, in the style of a cocktail but still using money from parents."
His words are still in his ringtone.
"No country will advance, if its children behave as you do." His fists sharp.
"Dragon's the talk om, we're good boys."
Bela Queen.
The handsome man gave a small smile as he screeched. "Just garbage men, can tell which child is good and not." His words instantly made the Queen rise in blood.
"And you, don't like to brag. There's no relationship between me and you." His words are sharp and full of emphasis.
Ari-the cornered girl chose silence and looked down. He also did not expect, the man who came suddenly could hear everything.
"Once again you're bragging, I'll make sure you end up where you belong." His words were sharp as they passed, leaving behind all three.
Van'ar, the handsome man did indeed accidentally hear the conversation of the three. When he was about to pick up the wife, the three made himself curious. Not to mention, the talk they brought about about his family. All that could not be allowed, moreover he could read the gelagat young girl who harbored a taste for him.
Van'ar was already suspicious, he had even analyzed all the movements of the young girl's movements. Instead of causing much trouble later, he would anticipate it from now on. Van'ar will do what he should. All this he did, in order to keep his relationship with his wife. He did not want to, there was a misunderstanding that happened between them later.
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"Excuse me sir, here's the coffee."
"Others you waiting for?" The question was flat, without shifting his eyes.
"Ah, i-that's sir." Answer's clumsy.
"I'll call you later, now get out of here." Flat language.
The woman with the bright red lipstick nodded, while retreating.
'Yes, I have a handsome boss who is a hypocrite. Don't don't let him be gay, so it's not a flirt.' The inner woman in formal dress that looks more sexy.
He was the second replacement secretary to work for the CEO of such a large company. Many are always telling Cira, about his ambition that wants to win the heart of their handsome young boss.
"Crazy the Cira, the more days the skirt gets shorter." Comment on one of the female staff working on the same floor as the CEO floor.
"Yes, I want to be wrong." Said another woman.
"But the big boss isn't excited?"
"Yes, his fiancee big boss is very beautiful, where the lawyer again." Timpal other women.
"Oh yeah? Have you seen la?"
The woman who was familiarly called Lala nodded steadily.
"At that time, big boss' fiancee stopped by here. We're breathing in the office lobby. It is very friendly, beautiful and educated too. The Cira is not as level."
"Well, really, I'm curious. But why, uh, is the big boss' wedding backtracked?"
"Because, the tragedy of the TNI plane crashed it. Big boss's family thought, his sister big boss became a victim. So, their marriage was postponed for a while." Said the other woman hugging.
"Owh is yes. I guess, big boss is out of wedlock because people when."
"Yes too, besides the big boss is handsome as well as tajir. There must be a lot of people."
"Yes, no."
"Ekhem." The three women who were gossiping in the cubicle closest to the barrier door stiffened for a moment.
At the sight of them, the object they had been talking about was standing straight while holding his chest. Staring at them was sharp, which instantly made them shrink.
"Back your respective cubicles."
His word was absolute, which was directly done by them.
Anzar, the handsome man passed by while scolding his temple which was starting to dizzy. Not only did the deadline of the work make him dizzy, sometimes the magical behavior of his employees also made his head hurt.
"Hm, miss you Irra." Mumbled wailing.
Because of the aggressive behavior of his secretary, also sometimes the barbaric attitude of his staff, he misses the lover of heart. It is very desirable that he immediately justify the lover, so that the mouths of women who like to give him silence. Anzar is already irritated to be seduced passively or actively, not tempted. He was sick of seeing it, so disgusted.
"Irra, kangen." Smashed again.
Anzar admitted, the beautiful lawyer has made himself a patient with acute bucin disease. Anzar admits it, his Irra charm exceeds any woman's charm. Hollang bucin mah different, want to be tempted anything will not work.
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Derrts
Derrts
The beautiful woman who had just performed the Maghrib prayer service turned her head to the side. From where he now stands, the husband's cell phone appears lit. A notification just appeared there. Her husband had just walked into the bathroom, after performing the same prayer.
Aurra switched, grabbing the flat object that had just been turned on after such a long time left. A notification of whatsapp messages, appears in there. While pressing some ciphers consisting of the date of their wedding, Aurra opened her lockscreen. Find the wedding photo of himself and the husband who became his wallpaper.
Aurra gave a small smile, while opening the short message application. A no-man contact, appears to have just popped two notifications. Aurra opened it, waiting to download the message in the form of a few minutes of video. There are two videos there, with quite varied duration.
"A-astagfirullah haladzim." Aurra dropped the flat object just like that.
Her voice shook violently, she was surprised instead of playing when she saw the video of the short message. Videos that are not supposed to be watched, especially sent to people. Aurra is still in shock, who is the perpetrator who sent the video. But he was sure, the silhouette of the woman looked familiar in his eyes.
"Sir, astagfirullah. Why you, baby?" Van'ar asked worriedly, when he saw the condition of the beloved heart.
The woman looked shok. His eyes looked around him with guts.
"What's the deck?" Van'ar asked, touching the wife's shoulder which was shaking violently.
"D-ari?" Little murmur Aurra.
"What deck?" Repeated Van'ar.
"Dar?!"
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To Be Continue
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Sukabumi July 09, 2020