Love Ants
Chapter 4's
Anggraeni flushed his body with cold water from a bucket on the floor, listening to the sound of water pouring from the faucet that was left open to calm his mind that was in a state of turmoil.
“ Bismillah, I sincerely live it, as long as Papa can repent and return to the path of Allah.” Anggraeni said in his heart while rubbing his entire body with liquid soap. Gently fingers Anggraeni down the curves of his body wrapped by white skin.
“ Mate and death have been destined, man only carries out his orders.” said Anggraeni strengthen his mind to run all risks when meeting with Budiman.
Anggraeni has released all the burden of thought from the problem of arranged marriage, he has decided to accept the fate if Budiman chooses himself and requires himself to marry him. For the sake of his love and devotion to parents, he was willing to become a means of repayment of debts to Budiman.
Anggraeni has been ready to accept it, but not for Bambang who looks agitated after calling Anggraeni. He sat pensively on a chair facing directly to the window of the room. A work table in front of him became the focus of both elbows of his hands while tightly grasping the cellphone.
Bambang was stunned while jerking his chin to the end of the phone. His blank eyes looked straight at the window of his room, looking at the weeds that had thrived covering half the glass of the room window.
“ Plaque !” Bambang suddenly slapped his own face while muttering alone
“ I talk too much.”
“ What's wrong with me ?.
“ Why can I only make trouble for Anggraeni ?”
“ I don't deserve to be called Parent.”
“ What kind of parents am I, can only make trouble for trouble for Anggraeni.”
Bambang regretted his actions all this time, a sense of regret that always came later and could only sit stunned to mourn all the problems that had occurred, without being able to change things back like the beginning.
Bambang who was sitting facing the window without realizing that Anita was standing behind him, listening to the conversation with Anggraeni, Anita's face was smiling sinisterly looking at Bambang's back who was sitting pensive.
“ I will not let Anggraeni escape from this matchmaking. Fahar must be mine.” Anita said in her heart.
“ Ehem..” Anita cleared her throat awakening Bambang daydream.
Bambang immediately turned his body back and saw Anita was on her way.
“ Shower first Mas, let your mind more calm.”
“ Yes..”
Bambang then put his phone on the table, then he walked to the bathroom in the corner of his room.
A pair of eyes Anita looked at Bambang's cell phone that chuckled on the desk, then noticed Bambang's footsteps towards the bathroom door and a while later Bambang had closed the bathroom door.
Anita walked hurriedly to the table and immediately took Bambang's phone, while pressing a few numbers on the phone screen. Anita immediately smiled as she looked at the illuminated phone screen.
“ I have to find Mr. Budiman's mobile number. I have to quickly influence his mind to choose Anggraeni.” Anita said in her heart while sweeping the phone screen with her fingers.
“ Here he is, contact number Mr. Budiman.” muttered Anita and immediately copied the contact of Mr. Budiman into the memory of his phone.
“ Beres !” exclaim Anita while putting Bambang's phone back in its original place.
“ I need to get out of the house first. Just say you want to buy meatballs in front of the house.” said Anita in a soft voice while sneering her lips. Then he walked to the bathroom door.
“ Mas..!” yelled Anita at the bathroom door.
“ Yes !” sahut Bambang from the bathroom.
“ I want to buy meatballs in front of the house !” exclaim Anita with a high voice.
“ Yes !” bambang Sahut.
Anita smiled as she ran like a ballet dancer towards the bedroom door, swaying while whistling with excitement.
Not long after Anita had been in a meatball stall in front of her house exactly, a small stall in a residential complex that looked deserted from customers.
Anita immediately ordered a bowl of meatballs then her eyes looked for a seat, “ Sitting there.” murmured, walking towards the corner of the room next to the refrigerator Showcase bottled drinks, while walking next to his hand pressed the phone screen to contact someone.
“ Assalamualaikum..,” greet an aged man with a heavy tone of voice.
“ Wa’alaikumussalam, Mr Budiman ?”
“ Right, with whom do I speak ?”
“ Oh.., Mrs Bambang, what's up ?”
“ Regarding my two girls, he said Mr. Budiman would like to choose one of them both, is it true Mr?”
“ Very true Mom, but only limited to the plan, not necessarily I will match the child Mother.”
“ Oh so..,”
“ Yes Bu.”
“ I just want to give advice, if you want to choose do not ever want to choose my son named Lucy.”
“ Loh why Mom, what's the problem ?”
“ Lucy her son is lazy, arrogant and haughty. I'm afraid I can tarnish the good name of Mr. Budiman.”
“ Waduh, severe by its nature.”
“ Right Sir, different from his brother, his name is Anggraeni.”
“ Anggraeni.., Em.., What are the advantages of Anggraeni ?”
“ His son is tenacious, diligent prayer, hardworking, his clothes are very polite, his way of speaking is very smooth and soft, very suitable to be a companion of life Mr.”
“ Father !?”
Tut.., Tut.., Tut.., the voice of the telephone connection suddenly disconnected.
“ Ouch.., how to die anyway ?”
Anita then read a text message from the operator, “ Ouch..!, The pulse runs out again !, Dog.!, Damn me !” anita said while putting her phone on the table with an annoyed face.
With a matted face Anita continued to eat a bowl of meatballs, while looking at the screen of her phone hoping Budiman called back.
What Anita had expected did not happen, her face looked tangled with angry eyes. Both of his lips moved to chew on the meatball pentol one by one while planning something in his mind.
“ Hopefully Mr. Budiman will accept the recommendation from me and Anggraeni must be eliminated from Fahar. I deserve to be with Fahar.”
“ After Mr. Budiman chose Anggraeni, at that time I immediately divorced the bastard dog, let him live with Lucy.”
Anita immediately smiled to herself, satisfied with the plan that had been thought out carefully and felt very confident to get Fahar.
“ I want to see Lucy prostitute herself and Bambang will feel tremendous pain seeing the future of her two daughters fall apart.”
“ Hehe..” Anita chuckles.
Not long ago, Anita has finished devouring a bowl of meatballs, “ I must fill the pulse first.” murmured Anita while sipping water bottled.
“ Tomorrow Anggraeni come home here. After Anggraeni got home, I had to immediately tell her matchmaking to Fahar.” Anita said in her heart as she stood up from her seat.
Anita walked over to the meatballs merchant, muttering, “ Mesti plus a little pepper seasoning let the story warm and Fahar believe, about what yes ?”.
“ How Much Mas ?” anita asked the meatballs merchant.
“ Thirty-five thousand.” replied the meatball trader.
Anita immediately gave a number of banknotes to the meatball trader, “ This Mas the money.”
“ Pas Bu !, Thank you”
“ Both Mas.”
Anita walks out of the meatball stall while looking right-left the street, looking for a counter of pulse sellers, “ Well that's her counter.” muttered Anita then walked to the right of the road to a pulse counter located on the side of the complex road.
Seriate…
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