The Value of Loyalty
THE SPIRIT!

“Rin, I ship this well!” Image that has thrust a rectangular box on

Leachate.

“This what?” His hand outstretched taking the box from Citra. Guess who it was for.

Linggar, the ex-husband who is now Citra. And he is in the middle as an intermediary. Doesn't that sound funny.

It was undeniable that there was a sense of disbelief in his heart. Even want to protest but what do you say?

“Pudding fruit.” A little whisper but still heard by the others. Rindi, Kamil, Ayu, Citra and Mbak Tia.

They have now been at the door of Citra Division after eating together in the canteen. Although Linggar had also joined them, but Citra did not bring his invitation.

Be now they stand only to receive the Citra for the idol of the heart.

“Ckckckc. You are not tired of making cakes for Linggar sir?” Kamil with the head

dodder.

“Do not say, we also enjoy later.” Ma'am Tia who immediately elbowed right in Kamil's stomach.

“Oh, yes to forget.”

“You guys are nothing. Cook my feedings at your same meal.” The image that now grips. His hand stretched out again to take the box that had been in Rindi's hands.

But a little pushed by Kamil.

“Eh, if Mr. Linggar runs out all can be-can be your cat is suffering from sugar disease. Want?” Trying to keep the box to stay in the right hand, which is Rindi's hand.

“Lagian sir Linggar is a good person, and not stingy. Can't possibly eat it himself and let us just be a spectator doang.”

“No kayaking, stingy. Good just the same Mr. Linggar doang.” Even though Citra had released her hand from the box that was now a snatch, Kamil still chattered.

“Iya—iya bell. Geez.” Even with lips slightly forward.

“Ok, beautiful bay! Beautiful sir Linggar.” With the Hand that wags forward Image.

Now they passed leaving a bright smile on their faces after listening to Kamil's greeting.

Beautiful Mr. Linggar.

That sentence felt beautiful in his ears. Lathers fill the eardrum, creeping up into the chest cavity. Up in the heart and then exploded creating thousands of flower petals scattered. Then it falls to the heart.

Unlike someone who is carrying a box in his hand. Although he was silent without a word, his heart was filled with words of protest.

Wanted to reveal himself if he was Linggar's ex-wife, but that might just be

embarrass him.

Linggar seemed to be indifferent to him. It was no longer Linggar who loved him and let go

everything for him.

Perhaps it was true, this time he had lost Linggar. His body and heart.

I want to cry but I have to be arrested. He had no reason to be told in front of his friends.

Harsh breaths were heard several times from Rindi's direction.

The woman was still trying to fix her heart, disguising jealousy.

Of jealousy?

I don't know.

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“Rindi, please help us sort through this report!”

Rindipun stood up, walked over to Linggar's table.

Stand on the left side of the table, paying attention to the files that are there. Just one file to bring, why make him sort through?

Seeing the messy table there somehow Rindi's cleanliness soul thrashed. Too many files are scattered. Though it can be combined in one pile, if it has not been used.

PAAKS.

The file to the left of Linggar fell, probably nudged by Linggar's elbow. As if the rebellion wants to be resolved.

Tuh was also thought to tidy up, the file play fall-down everything. I think the table needs attention.

“Rin, please dong!” The linggar that still remained focused stared at the screen in front of him. Ignoring the messy file under his feet.

Rindi just sighed, but then

step behind the Linggar chair towards the left side, right in the corner of the room.

Crouching grabbed some of the files lying on the floor.

A slight pull felt in the hair of his ponytail made his head look up. Staring at Linggar the hair puller.

Smiling linggar.

Then approached.

Getting close.

Her lips opened when Linggar tasted the cheek now then turned to the right cheek

Who can stand to see sepsis lips right in front?

His entire vision was only the face of Linggar. Until something soft felt on his lips.

The crowbar landed right on his lips.

The face looked away and smiled back at him. Then he came closer, and he felt it again on his lips.

Rindi rounded her eyes completely

as it felt a bite there before Linggar let go of the hair and moved away.

Fucking alan. Linggar is getting brave for him. Maybe because all this time he only kept silent when Linggar attacked him secretly and suddenly.

Hemmm, just wait for my reply.

Linggad swept his lips with a tissue, then stretched his hands to the left and right sides.

“Egggghhh. Looks like I need some spirit from my men.” His words ignored the pouting face of Rindi who was still crouching behind her desk.

All eyes now turned to look at Linggar. Some were smiling, but some were staring in shock when they heard it

“Passion for Linggar sir!” A loud speech from Kamil while clenching his hands.

“Ck. I like gayalo!” Linggad pointed

Kamil with index finger and finger up —symbol shoot.

“Passion for Linggar.” Ma'am Tia.

“Spirit sir!” I also do not remain silent.

“Thank’s for your support. Surely my energy is fully charged.”

Together with Rindi who got up with the file in hand and then put it on Linggar's desk.

That face no longer pouted. Although the feeling of regret has not disappeared, but the face must still be conditioned. Don't make others suspicious of him.

“You haven't told me the spirit.” He said to Rindi who had switched to her left side.

Rindi turned around, now their eyes met again.

Linggar is still smiling. No guilt for what he just did to that woman.

“Spirit sir!” Speak with a clenched hand. Gives vigor to Linggar though with sharp bulging eyes. I feel ready if he has to rub that head right now.

While Linggar held back his laughter while looking at Rindi's expression. There must be some upset stuck there.