Love From Mas Duda
Wafa Aware and Drunk Inneke

"Do I look so doubtful? Do you think I'm the same nature as the not bad guy out there?" ask Bian with a ketus.

Inneke. He looked down like a child who had just been angered by his parents. Zaka Yang saw the girl was very pity and heartless. Normally Inneke did like to be noisy, but back then, he could only be quiet when Bian fought him off.

"I know you're worried about Wafa. There is no harm if you are still in doubt with other men because Wafa has just been injured because the person he likes is married to his brother. But, can't you think for a moment to look at my good side?" Bian continued to speak.

From the way Bian spoke, Inneke became devastated. He saw the sincerity that was on that handsome widower to his best friend. Slowly, Zaka Yang took her out and wanted to drive her back to the Wafa apartment to clean the apartment because Wafa had not had time to clean up.

"Hey, come ..." invite the gentle Zaka.

'How did the man find out if Wafa ever liked ustadz Zamil? What did Wafa tell him himself?' inner Inneke.

After Inneke and Zaka Yang left the new apartment rented by Bian, the man continued to stare at Wafa's pale face. Slowly and gently Bian changed the compress on Wafa's forehead.

"Rapidly improving, Wafa. Don't you know that I'm so worried about you?" whispered Bian.

"It doesn't matter last night that we were hurt because of Jia Mee's behavior. But, for now only, hold on and get well soon. I miss you so much, Wafa."

'Wait, why do I miss him? What mean?' Bian doesn't know his feelings.

Leaving Bian, who is a slave to his love Wafa, unknowingly, the two people who are always arguing become quiet when they get out of Bian's new apartment. Zaka Yang drove Inneke up to the Wafa apartment on the lower floor of Bian's apartment.

"You sit down first. I will make you a warm drink" said Inneke Lirih.

"Before we had a warm drink. Sit briefly. We'd better look here first, "Zaka Yang patted the bench so that Inneke sat next to him.

There was no rejection, sincerely Inneke sat next to Bian's personal assistant and they just stared at the dead tv in the room. As if there was no passion and spirit anymore wanted to argue, the two of them looked limp and helpless.

Nothing was done until night came.

"What do we want to do tonight? I'm not sleepy at all" Inneke started the conversation.

"By the way, what's up with Miss Wafa, huh? Wasn't he healthy before? Why did you faint now?" ask Zaka Yang.

"Hmm, how do I know!" Inneke shrugged both of his shoulders. "Be careful if your master dares to touch my friend. I'll make him a pedicab if he touches it!" ketus Inneke, clenched his hand.

"Hello, Miss baffles and grumpy. It's good that you keep this energy. Just keep that anger in your heart. We better not think about it anymore, I'm already quite tired today with work," Zaka Yang leaned his head.

Alis Inneke raised next to. "Are you a sissy?" tanyakanya.

"Your eyes!" tampik Zaka Yang's. "Hey, little girl, please don't start the debate again. Honestly, I'm so tired!"

Inneke continued to flinch, he would not argue either because he was tired from before he was picked up until Bian's apartment continued the endless debate. Suddenly, an Inneke crazy idea popped up that left the assistant dumbfounded.

"Hey, how about we have a drink? Are you ready?" take Inneke, smiling foolishly but still adorable.

Of course Zaka Yang so glared, he did not expect if Inneke invited him drunk together. "Are you really Inneke Miss Wafa's best friend? You don't have a fever, do you?" this man touched Inneke's forehead.

"You don't have a fever. But why do you talk like that?" connect Zaka who asked. "It's black on your brain, man,"

"I will continue the story if you want to drink and eat Korean food with me. If not, forget it!"

"I don't like Korean food. I'm Chinese, so I love Chinese food!" zaka Yang.

"That's how noisy you are" Inneke rolled his eyeballs.

Already heard the beginning of the story, making Zaka Yang can not if not know the continuation. After a long thought, he also accepted the invitation of the splashy girl to drink together. Plus, indeed both are adults, there is no way there will also be a ban on it.

"Okay, I'll order a drink for us" Zaka Yang agreed.

"Who said you should buy? I have, loh! Wait," Inneke stopped Zaka Yang's hand that was about to order.

Not long after Inneke entered his room, he came out carrying four bottles of drinks that he had long bought but was afraid to drink because of Wafa. Stupidly, he kept it in his apartment room Wafa.

"Well, you have one? Great, do you drink often?" asked Zaka Yang started pouring.

Inneke shook his head. "As long as I'm here, I haven't had a drink at all. I still cherish my friendship with Wafa,"

"My intention is, I'll drink after Wafa sleeps. I can't believe there's a golden opportunity like this" Inneke was really happy.

They started drinking and eating Wafa and Inneke's favorite ramen as well. The girl also told me about her loneliness when Wafa began to seriously study at a religious vocational university, many things were opposed by pak kyai, so he was not free to invite Wafa to play again.

"Then, since when did Miss Wafa have that orphaned foundation? That is, he was young when he founded the foundation. How did he get his permission and start the story establishing the foundation?" asked Zaka Yang, curious.

Inneke scrunched his brows. "Hey, Dude. You seem to ask a lot. Huft, like a reporter!" yells.

"Pfft, I'll tell you, calm down ...."

There was so much that Inneke told me that night unknowingly. So also with Zaka Yang who heard but came out again from the next ear. They were both drunk and unfocused on what they were getting out of their mouths.

Overnight, Bian was also so painstakingly replacing the wet cloth to compress Wafa's forehead. This man fell asleep on the side of Wafa due to fatigue.

***

In the morning when Wafa woke up, he looked around the room that looked foreign to him. Keep staring and make sure again that he is not sleeping in his own room.

'Who am I in whose room is this? Why is my head so dizzy?' inner Wafa.

'This aroma ....'

As soon as Maya Wafa saw the sunlight from outside, she was very surprised. 'Astaghfirullah why, I did not pray at dawn? Is this again?' inner panic.

When he was about to move, he saw Bian sleeping on the edge of the bed. She was shocked because the handsome widower was by her side. Wafa grew even more confused when the infusion in his hand was still attached and the wet cloth was on his forehead.

'Infusion? Fabric compress? Am I sick?' wafa again.