WIFE RENTAL
IT'S THE PAST

Puspa released his black glasses and stared fixedly at Rangga who was also dumbfounded looking at Puspa in front of him.

The girl he ordered at the Bureau of Rental Services Wife was his former lover named Dewi Puspita.

"You? Goddess right?" asked Rangga who could not say any more.

"Yes. I'm Dewi, call me Puspa if in this place," said Puspa firmly.

Rangga exhaled loudly and tapped his knuckles on the table. He never thought he could meet again with his former kekih after three years of not communicating.

Puspa lifted one leg to the other until the hem of the dress opened her smooth thighs. His body was rested on the back of a chair.

"Read that point," said Rangga to slow down his voice.

"Let's just say. Akumalas read," replied Puspa slowly. He had just read a glance, if not wrong, Rangga still wanted to sleep in one room. You can kiss any area of her face except her lips, just to show affection in front of her parents.

"We're still sleeping one room. I can kiss on the cheeks and forehead only," said Rangga softly.

"OKAY. The price added," said Puspa slowly.

It's a business, not a matter of heart or ex-price.

Cih ... Rangga just grimaced softly.

"It's still realistic" said Rangga spontaneously.

"Life needs money, so long as I don't sacrifice my body for money. The contract to be a wife is clearly the rules of the game. One more thing, I am not a cheap woman who wants to sleep with men," said Puspa asserted in a loud voice. He did not want Rangga to consider her as a cheap woman.

"Oh yeah? I didn't know about that. You could just leave me, for the sake of that old jackass, just because of money right?" rangga getir. His pain and disappointment were so profound in Rangga's heart. He still did not accept Puspa's decision at that time, which had no wind and no rain, asked to break up unilaterally.

Puspa looked the other way. He doesn't want to talk about his past. He was also sick to lie to Rangga, the man he actually loved. But, all for the sake of family and healing Bening, his only child.

"When do we start? Today?" tanya Puspa switched the conversation. He wanted to remember that time. It all passed three years ago.

"Next month we get married" said Rangga slowly.

"good. This is my boarding address," said Puspa plan while giving a business card to Rangga.

"Where do I transfer money?" ask Rangga slowly while opening his phone because Puspa has signed the contract letter.

"Twenty percent to the Bureau and eighty percent to my account, this is his account number" Puspa said slowly.

Rangga directly make payment to Biro Jas Rental according to the agreement and pay Puspa full without any pieces.

"That's plenty. I can't take this much money, "' said Puspa slowly.

"Aren't you asking for more price? I ask you to kiss your cheeks and forehead, to point to Papa and Mama, so that they are more sure" said Rangga slowly.

"OKAY. Just the cheeks and forehead," said Puspa firmly.

"Yes. I understand," said Rangga slowly.

At that time, Puspa helped Rangga make data analysis using statistics. They were close about six months, one month before their graduation formalized their relationship as a lover until the passing of the examination of recognition. The night before graduation, Puspa asked to break up. After finding out, it turns out Puspa married a wealthy businessman with a very distant age.

After that, Rangga never found out about Puspa. He only knows enough, if Puspa is a materialistic woman like other women who approach him because of money.

"Ekhemm, can you ask me something?" ask Rangga slowly.

"Can. You have to ask a lot, let you know who I am," said Puspa relaxed. He began to cut the steak and put the small piece into his mouth.

"How's your husband?" asked Rangga slowly and was able to make Puspa surprised and coughed slowly. It feels like the piece of meat that goes into his mouth he did not have time to chew and swallowed just like that to make his throat choke and hurt.

Puspa immediately took his drink glass and gulped until the piece of meat that was stuck came down. Both of his eyes were scented and red endured the pain as Rangga's words shocked him.

Rangga just looked at Puspa who was nervous and like he wanted to cry because his eyes were wet. He quickly picked up a tissue and rubbed the matan water that would come down from his eyelids.

"Why?" ask Rangga slowly.

"Choking," replied Puspa briefly.

"Sorry about my question?" ask Rangga slowly.

Puspa just took a deep breath. When Tngan Rangga wiped the tears with a tissue, his chest rumbled and his heart violently beat. What's wrong with me? The heart of Puspa in his heart.

Puspa's breath sounded rough as Rangga was already sitting back in his chair. It seemed like Puspa was holding his breath so as not to hear his heartbeat.

Rangga continued his dinner. He was nervous too. He had hesitated to do that, but had to get used to it because this was his decision and his life choice to marry Puspa on a contract basis.

Suddenly, Puspa asked, "Know where I got married?"

Rangga immediately raised his face and stared fixedly at the two beautiful eyes Puspa. Round eyes with deep black eyeballs that become captivating hearts first met Puspa first.

Rangga raised his face and wryly. The look on his face still seems to be disappointed and annoyed.

"If it wasn't because I had already booked you in this Bureau of Services, I would have been lazy to see your innocent pretentious face that turned out to be ...." rangga's speech was so striking and made Puspa speech silent a thousand languages. Rangga was no longer able to continue his words. His heart is really tight. The wounds of three more years seemed to be reopened and the pain was so very felt. This is what causes non-blood pain.

Puspa. He knew, he was wrong not to tell the reason to rangga.

"I'm sorry, Rangga." Only those words were able to come out of Puspa's lips. This phrase should have been spoken three years ago and the reason why.

"I'll never forgive you, Puspa!! Until anytime," said Rangga firmly. He was disappointed and hurt.

Puspa could only stay still and bowed.he condemned his stupidity and his mistake at that time.

Puspa's phone rang, Bening's personal doctor informed Puspa. His sister was unconscious. He must immediately complete the payment in rumha ailing aga Bening get intensive care.

"I have to go. Call me, if you need me. My phone number is on that business card" Puspa said in a hurry.

Puspa immediately got up and walked quickly towards the outside of the restaurant.

Rangga just sat still. He still keeps his love for Puspa, but it turns out his hatred is greater than his love.