Wasted Child
Ancis expelled

"Rena, I'm staying at your house. May it?"

"Yes, can. Who said it can't. You are my brother. Time you want to stay at home can't."

'So, I can only be your brother? Can't it be more than brother?"

"What do you want to be?"

"So your husband?"

"Huh, should ya be my husband? I will fail to marry again. Want to be a record-breaking marriage failure?"

"Why are you so pessimistic about connecting with men?"

"I'm not pessimistic, I don't want to fall in the same hole. If I fall in the same hole I'm stupid."

Arriving home, Rena immediately went into her room and was followed by Ancis.

"Ancis why to my room. Is the guest room over there?"

Ancis immediately kissed Rena's lips to make Rena lose balance and fall into bed.

Ancis did not miss that moment. Ancis continues to kiss Rena's lips, me*** and me******soft lips Rena.

Rena got carried away until finally realizing and pushing the body of Ancis.

"Get you out of my room. I don't like it like this."

"Rena, I want you to be my wife. If you want us to get married soon. I don't want you with the others. Me and you, we'll both live our next lives. I don't see your past because it's part of your past, your history."

"Exit Ancis. Get out and you better go home to be delivered by Mr. Mistar."

"I'm sorry Rena, I can't help myself."

"Not can't but don't want to and I don't like it!"

Rena out of room.

"Mistar sir, Mistar sir! Mbok, Mbok!"

Mr. Mistar and Mbok are coming.

"Yes, not Rena?"

"Please take Ancis home now. I don't want him to stay here."

"Rena, Rena, I'm sorry. I know I was wrong. Listen to my explanation first."

"Sorry Ancis's. I can't and I've had enough. I don't want you to be rude to me. Not that I can't be angry. Please sleep in your house. Find another woman you can wear as you please! You are no different from Budi."

Rena went inside her room and locked the door.

"Mr Ancis, let me take you home."

"No, I took a taxi. Thank you Mr. Mistar."

Ancis waited in front, while Mr. Mistar searched for a taxi for Ancis.

Ancis immediately got into the taxi.

Mr. Mistar went into the house.

"Mr Ancis said non Rena yes mbok. So angry. And just this time I saw a non-Rena angry until his face was red."

"Ngga knows Mr. Mistar. Maybe Mr. Ancis thinks non-Rena can be persuaded by money or fancy jewelry."

"Yes Mbok, there are rarely women like non Rena. Until that time he returned the jewelry given to Mr. Ananta. And delivered by yourself."

"Yes sir. It's night. I want to go to sleep."

"Yes mbok. Same."

Rena is still upset with the incident earlier and Rena does not want to be trapped like she used to be when she was with Budi.

Ancis felt guilty with Rena. He has acted recklessly. And Ancis is confused as to how tomorrow faces Rena.

This morning Rena had to meet some places. Because he had asked Rahma to arrange a meeting schedule that should have been done yesterday.

Vito called Rene

"For Rena, what busy you are today."

"For Vito, I have meetings in several places. And it'll be done by 4pm."

"OK, at 5 pm you can go to my office, there is something to discuss for the event. You could? Or how?"

"Yes I can. I'll be at 5 o'clock to your office."

Today Rena meeting marathon. And Rena just got to Vito's office at 5:30.

"Sore Vito, sorry I just arrived at this hour."

"It's ok, I know you're busy meeting. Oh yes Rena here are some problems that we have to revise and tonight I also have to send her an email."

"Ok, just relax."

Vito and Rena are working on some revisions to the event and just finished at 10 p.m.

"Finally done's. Thank you Rena. Luckily I got a capable partner like you. Everything can be done on time."

"Not able but I also have a responsibility to advance the company of Bu Tita."

"You want to go home now or you want to eat first even if it's late for dinner."

"I want to eat first. Hungry stomach. I'm the same Mr. Mistar. Poor him, too, he must not have had dinner.

"Ok, where are we going to eat?"

"Fried rice in front of my office."

"There's a restaurant in front of your office instead of an office building?"

"It's not a restaurant but a street-side fried rice man."

"OKs. We're walking now. I'm following your car."

"OK."

Rena exits Vito's office and slides into the fried rice cooker followed by Vito.

Vito is shocked that Rena wants to eat on the side of the road without feeling disgusted. With Rena's position in the office there is no dirty taste of eating fried rice on the side of the road.

"Eh yeah Rena. message as usual?"

"Yes sir, for me. Mr. Mistar please want to be spicy or just being direct. Vito too if you want to."

Mr. Mistar order fried noodles. Vito is confused himself.

"Sir, Miss Rena eats here often?"

"Yes, sir, from the beginning of Rena's work in this building until now. He's my loyal customer, sir."

"Mbak Rena is good, beautiful again. If I had a son, I would have loved Rena as my son, but my daughter is all."

"Oh, I want fried rice just the same as Rena."

"But have a spicy Rena Mbak sir. Are you sure the fried rice is the same as Mbak Rena?"

"Make sure sir, the most severe is not how heheheh. Usually women ask for spicy but apparently not spicy for me."

Father nasi goreng just smiled at the words of Vito.

"Mbak Rena, this is the fried rice."

The father of fried rice gave it to Rena and Vito.

Vito ate one mouthful and he felt his mouth burning.

Vito stood up and approached the father of fried rice.

"Sir, I ask for water or hot fresh tea. How many cabins are you wearing, sir?"

"Why Sir? Been worried? Or is it less spicy?"

"It's I can't enjoy eating fried rice but eating chili."

"And the father himself who asked the same as mbak Rena. So yes nasi goreng mbak Rena like that. And mbak Rena likes."

"Yes, I asked for a drink."

Father nasi goreng gave water to Vito.

"Well not water in a bottle?"

"Not sir, but plain water that I cook and for people who want to drink after eating fried rice. Water and drink in a glass, sir. No bottled water."

"OK."

Vito approached Rena who was still enjoying fried rice.

"Why you?"

"Suggest drinking water."

"You don't drink?"

"There's still no fried rice yet."

"Aren't you spiciness?"

"No, it's ordinary. Why is it."

"Neverything's okay."