Sincerity of the Second Wife
Heart Desire

"You believe me, okay! I'll try to help manage. You also help prayer. Oiya, if you don't mind, may I ask someone to help me here?" tanya Langit tried to offer the business master in his life, who was none other than his parents. Because yesterday they thought they wanted to open a martabak shop. But it has no place.

"Who is that?" ask Azam.

"Remain me," replied the Sky, glancing at Azam. Requesting consideration.

"Wehhhh, steady! What dream can I work with culinary masters. Come on! When will I see the temperature again, right?" azam replied with a joke as usual. Not to forget, he also gave two thumbs as a sign of liking and approving the idea of the friend.

"Actually I'm not PeDe, Bro. But I think I'm more suited to this offer. If I were just a technician. Look at the menu! You know you like the culinary. My ntar that part masarin online. I'm the team behind the scenes the most, Bro," Sky replied, realizing his ability in the menu was not good. But he is ready to be the man behind the scenes, to market the products he wants to sell.

"Okay, how good are you? I dizzy team actually manage ni resto. You know I'm rare in Indo. I prefer to play ceramics than playing meat, fish, and the like. Eat it in the ceramics," Azam replied, chuckling. The sky just smiles. But behind that smile, he began to think of the best concept for this new workplace.

A few minutes passed, and the food they ordered came. With courtesy, Azam also invited his friend to eat the dishes available at their table.

"Bro, eat yo first!" bring Azam.

"Okay, come!" answer Sky relax. Then, they began to eat the dishes available.

On the sidelines of their meal, Azam again asked about the owner of the goods he had handed over to the Sky.

"Bro, I'm serious about the owner of the stuff I gave you. Actually yesterday I want it, only you must be back at work. Do you mind if I talk about him?" ask Azam suddenly.

Hearing someone bring up the matter of the wife, the sky felt a little uncomfortable. Because he himself was still afraid to open these items. Sky only dared to take their wedding photos and pin the photo in his personal wallet.

"Lu know him, Bro?" tanya Azam this time she was serious. Because he really intends to know Riana for a business.

"Yes!" The sky was empty of food in front of his eyes.

But his memory was immediately fixed on a piece of photo that almost every time he looked at while at rest or again alone. Because the photo had left a scar on his heart. The photo has given him a story that not everyone wants to understand. The photo also gave him happiness. Although it ended painfully. Because the new heaven realizes that happiness exists, when Riana has left it. Leaving behind an unfinished story.

"Did he bini you?" ask Azam curious.

"Yes" answered the sky briefly. Because honestly, he was still busy regulating the turmoil that was in his soul. Sadly, why is the only thing that comes home. Why not the guy? The sky wants the owner of this thing. Yes, the sky wants Riana to come home.

"Ohhh, where is he now?" Azam was curious, but enthusiastic.

"Gue doesn't know."

"Can't you know? He is bini elu. How the hell?" Azam was starting to feel a strange feeling here.

I don't know, Sky just doesn't want his best friend to ask any further about Riana. Because he himself had no answer to explain how clear the relationship between him and Riana.

Honestly, Azam was shocked by the sudden decision. But it doesn't lose its mind. He quickly blocked the sky and asked his friend to sit with him again.

"Wait for Lang, wait! Sit down, sit down!" pinta Azam, soften his voice. So that the Sky would lower its ego a little. So that the sky wants to tell the problems that he is now facing. Because Azam knew, if this moment, Heaven not only needed a solution, but also needed someone who could understand him.

The sky sat in the same place. Azam asked again, "You okay, Lang?"

"Yes!" The sky was still unwilling to open with unrest neatly stored in his heart.

"No, Lang. I don't think you're all right. Okay.. If you don't want to tell me now, no pa-pa. But please. lu don't reject this project of ours. My heartache is seeing you work like that, Lang," Azam said, beginning to express the empathy he had for his best friend.

"Gue know, you just pity me!" sky began to misunderstand.

"Gue doesn't pity you, Lang. I'm sad to imagine the life of your nyokap bokap, your son. You know, Lang, if your kid needs milk, diapers, not just food. I don't understand them, they aren't. But this is a reality that you must think about," Azam replied, trying to invite Heaven to think realistically.

The sky was silent for a moment, but he was trying to understand that. He did not blame the thought, but instead raised a question about every need of Ara. Where did they get the money to buy Ara's needs. He rarely gave money to his mother.

"Why, Lang? Is there something you think?" ask Azam.

"Ah, no. I'm fine" replied Sky briefly. Back this guy's mind surfed about Ara. Apparently, he had to ask them this. Because honestly, he was afraid that Ara would eat the illegal money. He was afraid it would be something bad for his daughter later.

"Sorry, Lang. So sorry!" said Azam.

"No Zam, I should have been the one who I sorry for you. Honestly, my brain would explode if I remembered the journey of my life about women. They really do make a sesek, Zam. The one crazy treasure. One was crybaby, flanked a little already blurred," replied Sky annoyed.

Azam actually wanted to laugh. But fear Heaven offended.

"Look down Lang, if you need someone to beat your curhatan, I'm ready. Just relax!" reply Azam.

"Thank you, by the way, you want to help me." The sky glanced at the friend.

"Ready, Lang. Anyway if you have anything, just call me."

The sky forced its lips to smile. Though his heart felt sore. What else did Azam say managed to pierce the recesses of his heart. About her parents, about Ara and about Riana. I don't know, the sky feels very guilty towards all of them.

Seriate...