
It would be better if you didn't bother me!
That-that's what I wanted to tell him. But I don't want to hurt her heart so blatantly.
I'm throats. "Very sure, Stell. Besides, I don't have time to reflect on the bad luck of my marriage, what for? Aye, right?"
"Yes, you're busy working."
Oh, he's a good friend and listener if only he wasn't cheap.
"certain. Busy with work makes me feel better," I said while *sigh. And I guess this is the best way for me not to think about how bad my love life is. A sad love story. No, it's more of a shame. So embarrasing.
I don't know why, but I'm ashamed. As if I was the owner of the deficiency so my wife had an affair. This is what keeps me from thinking. Handsome, rich, dashing, athletic, sturdy and stocky, even great in bed. But my wife is having an affair. I feel like the world is playing tricks on me, even now the whole world is laughing at me. It's smirking!
"Hey, can I say something?"
"Sure. Whatisit? Just say it."
"I heard a lot about you."
"O yeah?"
"Yep. I heard from Raymond."
"Then?"
"Emm. I know this is a real shame."
"What's so embarrassing?"
"I mean. I just want to say...."
"Rangga, if you need a friend to share, I'll always be there for you."
Waw! Are most women like this, or have I just found something like this?
Maybe you're well-intentioned, but I'm not interested. "Hm, I just betrayed a woman, Stell. I guess...."
"Just a friend, Rangga. Really, just a friend."
How do you respond when you're in my position? Utilizing circumstances? Aji mumpung's?
Honestly, I admit, I'm not dismissive and not naive, I need warmth from a woman, but not someone who wants to give himself to me without shame. In short, I don't like a street*. Classy ones like Stella. Nah!
"You don't have to think too much. Just accept me as a friend, I'll help you forget about your past."
Interesting offer, only if I'm a Raymond. Unfortunately I - Rangga, Rangga Sanjaya.
"It's a pity, but I've filled all my schedules with work. Sori, everything is done. Right now I have no time. I'm really busy."
"Maybe on the weekend, how? We can meet for lunch, or what? Or maybe hangout together or watch together? Come on...."
I giggled at his enthusiasm. "I prefer the beach, Stell," I said. "With its twilight sky, and, of course - its beautiful scenery. Yeah, I mean. sexy woman."
"Oh, great! I love the beach too" he said. "I really like it. By the way, we can get through the afternoon with this weekend, how? Please, don't refuse."
Huh! I held my lips together so my laughter wouldn't explode. "We'll see, yeah. Good night." Please dream, Stella.
But unfortunately, after that day, Stella kept trying to get close to me. Approaching, that's what I thought. He calls my cell phone every day even though I don't touch him. Not wanting my phone to keep vibrating and my phone connection to be busy, I just wrote a message that I was really busy at the office, while every night I always turned off my phone.
For the next three days, he came to the office. Yep, splash! Many employees asked about Stella's arrival to Jessy. Luckily, the beautiful secretary was affectionate with her work and was able to silence their curiosity.