Wife Sense of Depcollector
Chapter 8: PICK-UP RESPONSIBILITY

When I say the word friend. Rey was forced to, I don't know what the man was thinking. 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.

Waiting is increasingly meaningful when the sense of sincerity must face a pull. He wanted Rey to be aware of the dilemma that was struggling in her heart. Although not love, but his best friend began to be interested in a girl. So, what's wrong with admitting that.

Busy Bagas who hustled around looking for new clothes in one of the shopping centers, making Rey's head almost broken. The man changed his clothes, but ultimately nothing fit. Just realized spent a lot of time, after sounding a loud rumbling sound.

"Take what you want. Is it just for one meeting, you want to buy everything?" rey said, he must refrain from speaking loudly with the behavior of his best friend who is like a child.

Instead of being annoyed by Rey's reprimand. Bagas actually showed the grin of the horse. It didn't matter how long or how many clothes he tried. After all, every time in the locker room he did just sit down playing mobile phones. No clothes were tried.

What he showed Rey. All of that is just for testing, as well as wasting time. Patience. That's the key to success, with everything that happens. Later that night, he can make excuses tired and ask Rey to go with Asthma. The perfect plan.

At 18:30 WIB. Rey had already walked out of her room with a casual appearance. Shoes sneakers in the style of young people, combined with a levis jacket that always radiates charismatic. The door to Bagas' room came, but there was no answer. But when turning the door knob, it was not locked.

Slowly entering the room, a dim light greeted him. Is Bagas sleeping early? Or the kid left the hotel. I don't know what's going on, but the two of them have only been separated for an hour before preparing to go out again.

After checking the bathroom and around the room. Rey still did not find the whereabouts of Bagas until heard the ringing of his phone. It turned out that the friend sent a short message, "Fetch Asthma first. I'll catch up, there's something I have to do as a surprise."

Lemas. The kid disappeared somewhere, but the car keys were on him, so? How the kid got out there. Does the city of Kebumen provide transportation like a taxi? Don't want to be rash. Rey came out of Bagas' room.

The man asked the hotel staff. After getting the answer could only sigh deeply. Apparently, Bagas has prepared everything, even including renting a spare car to be used as a vehicle while in this city.

Now, the goal is to be a courier to pick up the girl of the best friend's dreams. Wants to leave all behind, but their friendship is not that shallow. "For the first time, Bagas recklessly. Is it that big, she loves Asthma? What about the girl herself, does she love my best friend?"

The journey from the hotel to the Asthma house only takes about fifteen minutes. The ride is short, but when the car was parked in the same place last time. Rey is confused as to whether she should pick up Asthma or go back to the hotel.

After trying to calm down. Rey opened the car door, then walked across the path. The footsteps continued forward, but a thumping feeling continued to churn filled the recesses of the heart. What the hell happened to him? Every breath, trying to wake up. The girl belongs to Bagas.

"Assalamu'alaikum," Rey's salutation can be heard into the house, causing Asma who was sitting in the room to leave her cell phone.

The questions are light, but Rey's focus is researching the appearance of Asthma from top to bottom in one glance. Draped long hair, oversized sweater, combined with deep blue pencil jeans. Is it called an outfit for a woman?

Where the location is elegant and also feminine which usually becomes the title of the women. Really, he did not expect the appearance of the girl in front of him. Not much different from him. I want to complain, but what is heard? Who is he to Asma?

Asthma's hand-lips restored her consciousness, "What's wrong? Where's Brother?"

"Nando, where's Mom? I'll say goodbye first." Answer Rey to shift the subject, getting Asthma back in.

After waiting for a few minutes, the girl finally came back out with a middle-aged woman. Rey unhesitatingly greets who is believed to be the mother of her best friend's love. Permissions that Bagas should have done. It becomes his responsibility.

"Wait on! Let me open it." Prevent Rey when she gets to the front of the car, but Asma shook her head rejecting her offer.

The two get in together, and Rey pulls the car keys in. While Asma took the phone to check the work is done or still has to be in advance. He did not want to disturb the man next to him who had to focus on driving.

After being silent for ten minutes. Rey began to not stand the silence between the two of them. "May I ask you something?"

"Yes, just ask." Asma turned her attention forward, her phone in her hand no longer turned on.

Meanwhile, Rey is confused about where to start. Whether to ask about the girl's feelings for Bagas or should ask about the resignation of the girl. Completely puzzling, Asthma turned her head to the side. The man next to her was busy driving, but it was like he was thinking about something.

"Turn left from the direction of the monument, then just straight. The square will appear after passing through the main road." explained Asma without further ado, making Rey glance at the girl but subconsciously. The eyes of the two meet each other. "Focus! The road is ahead."

Heh. Why even go wrong? Snarl the lights along the way, adding to the atmosphere is not careless. Since when, girls are not interested in her handsome face? What is normal girl asthma? Out there, every time doing an impromptu meeting with a client at the cafe. Lots of wooing gazes from the girls, but tonight. Like being cornered without power.

He thought it was cold as a man. It turns out that it is much colder attitude of Asthma who is not interested in the appearance, then what is seen from Bagas? Is it because his best friend is more able to give attention or because of other things? I don't know, question after question actually further complicates the contents of the mind.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Bee. What was? Talk, I'll listen." Asma answered the call from her phone.

Rey only listened from one side, while what was said from the other side. He knows nothing, but from a relaxed yet loving style of language. Of course, whoever the caller is has a special space in the life of an Asthma. Does that girl have a boyfriend?

"Wait a minute, Bee." Asthma mute the audio of the call, then pointed in the direction where it usually becomes a special car park. "We can walk around, but better. You call Brother. So we'll wait in the gazebo."

Rey said it because she didn't want to argue. Especially with a call that seems serious. After successfully parking the car. The two got off, but Astma was still busy listening to the phone. Respond occasionally with a light answer. So irrit talk.

"Bee, stay at home or tomorrow morning. Inget don't sleep at night, don't stay up. Night, Bee. Assalamu'alaikum." said Asma ended his call, his eyes fixed on someone he knew very well. "Well, we'll just wait somewhere else. I'm sorry, but I don't want to be in that gazebo."

Without waiting for Rey's answer. Her footsteps moved away from the place that triggered the heartache. Tonight, his eyes had to be stained because of the sight he never wanted. Someone who was sitting joking with other women, he was the reason his life changed drastically.