
"Sorry," said Yutasha as they were riding Erlangga butut.
Erlangga scrunched his forehead. He did not understand what Yutasha meant. Erlangga continued to drive his motorcycle to a mosque. Because there was no way he could bring Yutasha straight home. Maghrib time is running out.
After performing his duties as a Muslim. They continue their journey. However, Erlangga stopped Yutasha's steps when they reached Yutasha's house.
"I'm sorry for what? I heard you say that." Erlangga blocked Yutasha's hand gently as the girl wanted to enter the house.
Yutasha did not answer. Fear and shame towards Erlangga. Because he cannot take care of himself well, when he is already attached to others. Even if he thinks it's a fake bond.
"Sorry, brother," said Yutasha once again. It makes Erlangga even more confused.
"Sorry for what, Yuta? Please explain!" Erlangga.
"I'm sorry, because I can't guard myself against other people" Yutasha said. Even so, if Erlangga was even angry at him, he indeed deserved it.
"You mean?" tanya Erlangga did not understand the direction of their conversation.
Erlangga squinted her eyes as Yutasha squeezed the edge of her clothes. Erlangga knew that if Yutasha behaved like that she was feeling nervous.
Slowly, Erlangga grabbed both hands of Yutasha. Staring at the girl's eyes from behind the glasses she was wearing. Slowly, Yutasha raised her face and looked at Erlangga. But do not dare to look into the eyes of the man with a geeky appearance.
"What's wrong? Try telling me," Persuade Erlangga to stare at the shade of his fiancee.
This made Yutasha feel guilty. Until he unconsciously escaped his tears. It makes Erlangga even more confused. Erlangga wanted to hug the body of the girl who had paid for it. But I was afraid of getting angry with the girl. Considering the girl avoided herself a few days ago.
"Sorry, Brother. I can't take good care of this body. I'm stained."
HOLY MAN!!!
Like an object falling right in his ear, upon hearing Yutasha's confession. His body trembled withstanding the overflow of emotions that wanted to immediately explode.
Yutasha grew even more fearful as she felt Erlangga's hand grip on her shoulder getting stronger. And it caused pain for him.
"Answer, Yuta! What does that mean?" Erlangga tried his hardest to hold back his anger.
Yutasha was increasingly afraid of Erlangga. But he must be honest, even though the relationship between them is actually fake. However, in the eyes of their families, they have legally established a serious relationship. Even soon they have become lawful husband and wife.
"I-i... Make a mistake, sister." said Yutasha softly with a trembling voice of fear.
"What's wrong, Yuta?" Erlangga tried to be calm.
"I'm stained, brother. Someone had kissed me." fearfully, Yutasha looked at Erlangga with a look full of regret.
Huh! Erlangga was stunned by Yutasha's confession. He began to understand the direction of Yutasha's conversation. It turns out that the thing that was able to make his emotions soar earlier because of his own actions.
Ridiculous indeed, but Erlangga wanted to see Yutasha's honesty even though he already knew who the culprit was. Who else if not himself.
"Who?" Erlangga pretended not to know.
"Mas Angga," replied Yutasha slowly. He felt very guilty about Erlangga.
Erlangga held back her laughter with all her might. How could this girl in front of him still not recognize him. Was he too nervous or something. She still wears her engagement ring.
"Where? What did he touch?" Erlangga asked in a flat voice. Then smiled in a slant as she saw Yutasha raise her hand.
"Where did he touch you?" erlangga asked once more when he saw the doubt in Yutasha.
Just say you want mode, you're Mas😒