Wife Sense of Depcollector
Chapter 7: Finding Reason again

"Rey, don't bend your face. Smile a little ....,"

"Bang, the coffee, all for my brother's friend" said Asma came carrying a tray of two cups of black coffee.

Bagas smiled welcoming coffee which always made him impatient to taste the warm taste with a steeping that fits his tongue. The man forgot his purpose, but would not forget the sharp glances from Rey that kept penetrating like the glint of a sharp weapon.

"Asma, why quit your job? Weren't you strong at the factory. Moreover, go without any news ....,"

Asma sighed softly, then looked at Bagas without a smile. "Bang, I just want to go home. Brother's question, won't change things."

Geez, doesn't this girl know. If Bagas is the deputy CEO? How to easily talk that cold, do not think twice.~ complained Reyhan tried to refrain from saying anything.

While Bagas only scratches the head that does not itch. He forgot, if Asthma does not like his personal life in the care of. Hurriedly he rolled his eyes, giving the code so that Rey gave a pen that was still held.

"This" Rey said as she held out a pen successfully trapping herself in an awkward situation. Instead of accepting, Asma simply stared at the pen with raised eyebrows. "Your pen."

"Take it. That's the pen I borrowed from you, sorry I just got back." Bagas continued explaining, then Asma received the pen.

His hand held out a pen, but at the same time the mother's voice called out to him. Asma accidentally touches Rey's cold hand, while the man is jolted by the electricity that propagates. The pen hangs, it's not taken.

It feels so weird. Why get electrocuted? The girl only touched her hand for a moment, but her flow spurred the heartbeat to beat faster. Especially when Asma turned his head only to apologize for the accident.

"I'm sorry, I stayed behind" said Asma, then left her place leaving two guests who were still unfamiliar to her.

Meanwhile, Rey is breathing. Pull, throw, pull, throw, like you're doing some impromptu yoga. The pen was placed without waiting for Asthma again, he did not want to feel the same sting twice. Bagas smiled faintly, he was watching everything that happened. On one hand, Asthma is bodo, cold, and Reyhan's other side is busy in the world of mind.

Both are suitable, but there must be a trigger in order to be put together. The problem is, he doesn't know. What will be the next step. It is impossible to return the trus pen. Aye, right? Bagas continued to sip coffee until an idea flew up to him. A new reason that can be used to spend more time.

"Nando, can we go. The pen has been returned, so it's free now. Come back." invite Rey realize her best friend's short daydream, a bad feeling will continue to haunt because he has a friend taste the enemy.

Instead of answering, Bagas continued to silence his mouth by sipping coffee without stopping until Asthma returned to the living room. That girl, looks like she just washed her face. I don't know what's going on. After disappearing for five minutes. His eyes seem more and more sad.

Something's wrong, but what? Want to ask, but have no right to know more. Probably right, it's best to go home so that the girl can rest. "Asma, I say goodbye first. Oh yeah, do you have a few days to go?"

"Can it be a tour guide? I'm going to Kebumen for the first time. So take us on the road. Can ya." persuaded Bagas who more precisely forced his desire must, make Asma nods resignedly. "Yes. So, when do you start?"

"But! Decide where to go first. I rarely go out of the house. I only know two places. One beach is leaking and another city square, even you can visit both places, without a tour guide." explained Asma without hesitation.

Bagas smiled, "Wherever it is, at least we have friends from this city. So, it doesn't matter to go to the beach or just to the town square. Why not just tonight? How."

Bagas turned his eyes in turn towards the two people who were equally cold. No hostility, but no friends. But as if agreeing to do a rejection, even though finally resigned. The meeting ended with a night agreement to walk together.

The departure of the two men, made Asma lean her body against the wall. There's something weird. Just imagine, just because of one pen that can be bought into a stall. Why would Bagas travel for hours just to get his pen back?

Could've called, then said anything you could avoid for that weird thing. Whatever it is, he doesn't want to think too late. Everything has happened, now can only live what has not happened. Busy pondering about everything, suddenly mom called him again.

Hurry to close the front door of the house, then do not forget to bring a tray with a used coffee glass guests back inside. Turns out mom only asked to be raised the volume of her phone. Well, when there's a guest. Asma is indeed giving a mobile phone as a place of entertainment for the mother.

A movie was screened, and then he stayed doing homework. Unfortunately the guest stopped his free will. Let alone make up, his appearance is no longer because of. Jeans and oversize t-shirts. Plain, but not lacking something.

Meanwhile, Rey chose to remain silent regardless of Bagas' explanation, which since getting into the car tried to tell her everything. Rice has become porridge, that is how it is. Free to complain, let alone get angry just because of trivial things.

Suddenly, Bagas pulled the car over. Then, look towards Rey. "Are you angry because I took Asma or angry because you accompanied me? Come on, I want to be happy too. You know what it means. Should I explain?"

"Hmm." Rey raised her right hand, and suddenly Bagas fell silent not wanting to continue what he should. "Do you love that girl?"

One question that sounds heartbreaking. It was hard to ask that question, but he had to know the heart of his own friend. Strange, when the pain nudged his soul. Something happened, but it has to stop.

Bagas looked at Rey earnestly, then took her phone. Without a word, the man showed me the name my future (My future) in contact from a number that had a profile photo that read Asthma. For a second, two seconds, only breaths could be heard clashing against each other.

"good. I will help you, as long as you are happy." said Rey certainly with his decision, and immediately warmly welcomed the fist of Bagas outstretched to him. "Friend."

When I say the word friend. Rey was forced, what the man thought. However, Bagas still wanted to enjoy the grim face of his best friend. He knows Rey is not willing, but is trying to let go. People say trust and love take a test. So, it's time to prove that.

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