
Reyhan stopped his car at a simple restaurant, at Bianca's request.
"How's this place?" ask Bianca.
"Good, pretty clean, not too crowded anyway!" reyhan smiled.
The food they ordered was also served.
"Whoa! the crab! and grilled fish." Bianca swallowed her saliva.
Bianca ate with her heart, not realizing that Reyhan was looking at her seriously.
Bianca stopped chewing when she realized Reyhan was staring at her.
"Why?" tanyanya.
"Are you hungry or greedy?" Reyhan.
"So much as you judge what!" answer Bianca cuek.
Reyhan tried to use a spoon and garfu in his hand but always failed.
He sighed with anger.
Bianca put food in her hands.
Then take the spoon and garfu from Reyhan's hand.
"If you eat this, it's good to use Bang's hands!"
Reyhan shuddered at the way Bianca ate with her two hands.
"Let's try it !" abugn.
Although hesitant, Reyhan also wants to try.
He enjoyed it a long time too.
"Enak, right?" bianca is meledek.
Reyhan just nodded with his mouth full.
"But just this time I ate a rich greedy man!" said Reyhan again.
"No pa-pa, it's important good!"
At the same time their phones sounded.
Reyhan of Clara, and Bianca of Argha.
they lifted him up and said,
"We're eating!"
Reyhan and Bianca looked at each other and laughed together.
"Kok can compact so the answer?" Bianca.
"Color is what we're eating, from Argha, right?"
Bianca nodded, not asking Reyhan who called her.
He could guess it.
Bianca sent a message to Argha to apologize, she was not happy because Argha immediately hung up the phone.
"Argha is very considerate?" reyhan said suddenly.
He recalled Clara's words back then that between Speak and Argha there was something.
"Yes, he's a very nice guy.he's always there when I'm sad and need a friend." replied Bianca with a look of eyes.
Reyhan felt dislike when Bianca flattered the other man in front of her.
"Have not eaten it yet? we're home!"
his words sounded sloppy.
After paying for everything, they finally left the place.
On the way home, Reyhan was silent.
He was still upset that Bianca was praising Argha in front of him.
"Why the hell should he say that mas
Argha is good, always there when I am sad, am I not good? like to torture her like that?! Reyhan continued to nag in his heart.
Because he kept daydreaming until he had to brake suddenly, almost he hit a motorcyclist in front of him.
"Astagfirulah..! can you focus on Bang? how about it?" bianca said regretfully.
"Sorry!" that's all it said from his mouth.
"He why the hell? was still laughing, now is it his face? "
bathin Bianca's.
he smiled when he found an idea.
"Why is that so? at Clara's omelin huh?" guess it.
"Ti-daak, who would dare to say something to Reyhan?" said haughty.
"Yes, a Reyhan, that's a bad guy!" bianca said as her hand imitated the wolf pouncing on its prey.
Unconsciously Bianca grabbed the man's shoulder.
"Oh sorry, the rickshaw went too far" he said clumsily when he realized he was starting to dare to touch Reyhan.
Reyhan glanced at her, smiling as he looked at Bianca's cute face while being embarrassed.
"It's okay, I like it even in the most beautiful girls like you!"
reyhan's words made Bianca's heart ripple even more.
"Not so, afraid to look back!"
their laughter broke back.
Not feeling, they have arrived in the basement of his apartment.
"Eh, we've arrived!" bianca's murmured realized they had arrived.
The journey felt so fast, even though Reyhan felt very slow to drive his car. Bianca was happy because she was able to restore Reyhan's smile.
"Lho bang Rey why come down? instead of having to go back there again, Clara must be looking for Brother!"
" Leave it! I'm gonna take a break!" reyhan's stern remarks made Bianca speechless.
He followed Reyhan's steps into the apartment.
"May I have a coffee?" reyhan stopped Bianca.
"Eee. no, you just take a break!" Reyhan rose to the kitchen.
"Who said I didn't want to?"
Bianca put down her bag and stepped in front of Reyhan.
"Sit down, let me make it!" Bianca.
"Take the room! I'm gonna take a shower for a second." Bianca Nodding.
"The strange man!" mumbling wonder.
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Meanwhile, Clara's house was deserted from guests and relatives.
There are some people who clean up.
Clara is agitated because Reyhan cannot be contacted.
Last time they spoke, they said they were eating.
" He just disappeared, it's our wedding day!"
riled.
He tried to contact Bianca as well couldn't.
Clara's shadow has flown everywhere. She imagined her husband and Reyhan being alone.
"No!!" said furious.
He immediately grabbed his car keys.
"Where are you going?" ask Mr. Ferdi to say hello.
" I want Rey's nyamperin in Pa's apartment!" replied Clara with a red face from anger.
"Don't go anywhere with that kind of anger! you can only leave when you're calm!" papa's Advice.
"But Pa, he's with the girl, how can I not be angry?"
Mr. Ferdinan smiled at him.
"You angry? don't forget that he's Reyhan's wife too. You've been that way from the beginning."
mr. Ferdinan tried to resuscitate his son.
"Papa doesn't know the real story!" clara hatch.
"Whatever the story is, what you know is Reyhan was a married man when you married, cam it was son!"
Clara grunted in annoyance.
" Just don't leave if you can't control your anger!" said Mr. Ferdi wisely.
"Well Pa, Clara will come fine.with no anger!" said smile.
Finally he was allowed his father to leave even on condition of being between drivers.
"Remember don't make noise there, who should be angry it should be his first wife Reyhan.!" Clara still remembers her papa's message.
"So wait here!" he said to the driver.
When he came in, he met Argha.
They were both surprised.
"What are you doing here?" ask Argha wonder.
"You alone?" Clara asked back.
"I'm here to make sure Bianca's okay, because she can't be contacted,"
"If I wanted to check why my husband didn't pick up my phone, he would have been hidden by that woman!' clara jutek.
"So Reyhan hasn't come back to your house yet?" ask Argha wonder.
Clara did not answer.
"So you didn't pick up my call, didn't return my message for being with Reyhan Bi." - Argha.
But he doesn't want to be prejudiced first.
maybe Bianca didn't answer because her phone was dead or something.
Another case with Clara. she forgot the advice of her father.
💞Agot less spirit of writing, because the reader is also less spirit like😅
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