Bujang Hamlet
For the sake of Love

" Pay what...?? ame kaba ask for expensive bags what shopping in the mall I lum ade money Vin.." Akbar answered honestly.

Vieny laughed off laughing at Akbar's innocence

" I'm not as matre as Bar.hahahaa.." he said while covering his mouth with a palm holding a laugh.

" You have enough time to walk the same way as me..."

" Road...???" ask Akbar to clarify

" Yes.. tomorrow night you have no event so I want you to take my path." pinta Vieny.

" Ame la I went with Vieny how with Picil I just became nga die.. Picil must be angry. but ame I nolak Vieny deck delicious also die it dem help me clean my name in front of everyone in the office.." murmured inner Akbar weighing the answer.

" Where...???" ask Vieny

" I try yo I mum pacak promise.." said Akbar a little heavy.

" Jude, I'm waiting for the good news..." Vieny goes first leaving Akbar still haunted

" May be pacak saje I la sunday Sunday street nga Vieny later Picil can Sundaynya.. I'm a nice deck am to disappoint Vieny.." lirih Akbar find a solution.

From a distance Grace looked at Vieny and Akbar with a raucous heart

" It turns out that you like Akbar Vin. pantes you so much to defend Akbar..hmmm what I was too much to expect...and Akbar did not look at me at all." said Grace sadly lamenting her feelings that were not welcomed by the pedestal.

From the corner of the glass door of the room Akbar caught the figure of Grace who was bowed contemplating while rubbing her cheeks repeatedly

" Mrs Grace...ape die crying...???" Akbar asked in surprise,

" Why is he sad like that...???"

Not yet Akbar approached the figure of Grace had disappeared from the reflection of the mirror, Akbar immediately pursued but Grace had already entered his room first.

Akbar undoes his intention to infiltrate Grace, it is not something good because it will only add cheap gossip, his name has just cleared Vieny not to be blamed again

Clunting

One message came in on Akbar's phone

" Don't forget this afternoon I need the money." Picil wrote in his message.

Akbar scooped his face confused, it was not until the heart he wanted to express to Rere, between shame and not having the guts

But the only hope Picil only help Akbar.

Akbar immediately returned to his workplace with a worried heart

***

Akbar paced back and forth in front of Rere's room, his legs very heavy to step forward, even his hands suddenly stiff to knock on the door,

But...

If he does not throw away his doubts Picil will be disappointed and angry with him, because at this time he is only Picil's hope to help him.

Akbar bit his lower lip while closing his eyes, gathering all his strength and thickening his face to enter Rere's room

Toookkk toookkk

" Come on, may I come in." said Akbar at the door.

" Enter the Bar." said Rere.

" What's the matter...???"

Akbar was still raging with his instincts, still trying to brave himself to convey his intentions and goals, his feet up to the resounding and a little limp

" Lu why the hell...? is there a problem...???" ask Rere who is confused by Akbar's attitude

" Dide yuk.." said Akbar shaking his head.

" Why do you keep standing in my room rich sick people ayan...???"

" Eeemmm it.. anu..." Akbar scratched his head without itching, his tongue seemed so faint to speak

" That's anu what...???"

" I'm sorry yuk. it's not that I'm the deck tau shy or the deck know myself. anye I. .. I deng need help ayuk.." said Akbar finally, said, his breath howled long

" What help..???"

" Aduuhhhh able to deck me talking nga ayuk Rere.. rasanyo do not know myself nian this me.." grungguutu in heart.

In the cold sweat that has flooded the temple, Akbar so easily dry now if nervous or panic

Back he gathered his intention and courage to look at Rere,

" Emmm mak in the village again need money yuk..." Akbar started making up stories, forced to do this according to Picil's advice

" My savings are a little... but this must be resolved immediately... ayuk pacak please I say...???"

" How about nolongin...???" Rere had understood the direction of Akbar's goal and talk, but why was his heart so awkward, as if Akbar was trying to make up a story for him

" I want to borrow money ayuk kudai. I promise yuk as soon as I pay the payday directly I pay off." said Akbar full of confidence.

" How much...???"

Akbar was silent for a moment, he did not expect Rere would immediately ask for the nominal money not another name or suspect

" Ten million yuk..."

" Are you sure it's for mak Bar...??? not for anything else...!!!" search Rere with a sharp look made Akbar's honesty torn apart

" Ao yuk. that's for umak..."

" That money how many months did you pay me...??? you do not have any other needs every month if your salary immediately wants to be replaced...???"

" I try yuk.. I'm going to trouble ayuk..."

" I do not feel repotinated.you do not change it does not matter if the money is right for the mak in the hamlet... meningan you think first deh... meet your own needs just not able to.. do not have to be a hero of misfortune..losing you...!!!" rere's assertiveness further ripped off Akbar's honesty

Akbar gulped his saliva over and over again, Rere's words really made him feel guilty and ashamed

" Try honestly...for whom is the money...?? you know I am...!! I can't lie to you..."

Akbar looked at Rere's face and then bowed

" I'm sorry.I want to help Picil.." said Akbar finally, really not able to lie or hide something from Rere.

" I guess what...!!! why is that girl minjem lu money that much....ngajak lu marah...???" ask Rere cynically

" Not yuk.so his mother Picil entered the hospital and need a fee... if not, Picil will be a substitute for paying the debt..." Akbar tells the condition that happened to Picil and his family

" I'm kasian yuk.. I'm decked ame la Picil so his mother's debt guarantee and forced marriage.makanyo I want to help die..."

" Why are you doing that...??? you what is he...???"

" I'm dating yuk nga Picil..."

The deg!!!

Rere shook his head in disbelief, but did not reject Akbar's confession

" You love her...???"

" Ao yuk..i seriously love nga Picil.lately this time I'm fierce nga girl yuk... die special girl for me.." replied Akbar.

Rere took a long look, while the gelding looked at Akbar who was so innocent what this bloon was

" Yaudah if you like him and seriously.This time I help you to help him.but only this time it's a Bar... another day if you have business with money.lu see again baek baek deh... he baek not for you. Do not be given a face melas and sweet you so easy on begoin..." Rere reminded

" Tu kan. ayuk Rere must think negative ame I honest the money for Picil. ayuk must think Picil is a matre girl or use me. actually said Picil.. I should have been honest." murmured Akbar to Rere's banquet.

" Ao yuk thanks dem willing to help me." said Akbar finally.

Rere opened his wallet and handed over a hundred thousand bills as much as ten million at Akbar's request

No need to ask where Rere money from the wife of the boss mah free.hihiiii.

Akbar accepted it with pleasure but also not feeling good, there was shame too but for the sake of any Picil he would do.

" Thank you yuk." said Akbar again.

Rere just nodded with a difficult look

Akbar immediately came out and immediately went home to meet Picil

Give up the money and see his big smile so sweet.

Connect~

The author wants to ask again if Akbar fits better with Picil, Vieny or Grace's older mother...???

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