About the Heart

The Single Party

It was the last Sunday night before we had the reception. Our original plan was to stay at Mama's house, but it failed due to the presence of two women, Anggen and Tya. Without making any promises, they come as a surprise. What else are they going to do tonight?

"The apartment of Mr. Aryan is in front, you have the wrong address" I said as soon as I saw two beings beyond reason.

"Dikata Ayu teng tong, kali," replied Tya by wagging his long hair.

"Why are you here?" jutekku for guessing there will definitely be a commotion all night if they come.

Anggen raised his hand full of grocery bags. "The Single Party."

"I've sold out, single from where?" I said to thicken their sentences.

"Who's guest? How long to open the door, dear," asked Dion who was following me to open the door.

Knowing his guest was a horde of solids, Dion widened his smile and immediately let them both in.

"Tonight, we borrow the Depenya yes, Mas!" tya said with a smile.

I've coded Dion to reject it but it has no effect. He smiled and granted the request of the woman who was busy chasing after the love of Mr. Aryan. Next Dion pampered into the front apartment after a little mince-talk. Getting the green light from my husband, please cheer them up. Go to the kitchen and unpack the luggage. I just looked while shaking my head.

*****

Dion PoV's

At Aryan's apartment, I immediately laid myself on the sofa of her living room. My eyes that were not sleepy at all, I forced them to close. My guess is, my wife's two new best friends will definitely invite to spend a long night of three. Therefore, mending I speed up the break time. Aryan who initially invited the conversation finally quieted down as soon as I chose to go to bed.

Unfortunately my efforts were in vain. My mind is not in line with my sense of sight. After ten minutes, I finally opened my eyes. Immediately sit down, stand up and get out of Aryan's apartment. I feel confused about what to do. I finally went back to Aryan.

"What's wrong? Why isn't it quiet?" Aryan could not help his curiosity.

"Report," I replied as I opened my HP and started surfing in the Maya world.

"Rosa, where to?" ask Aryan next.

"A bachelorette party with Trio Somplak" I answered briefly.

"Your wife's single? Girl is not a real virgin," Aryan corrected after the question he was asked.

"Hm" I muttered briefly.

We are a couple of husband and wife. Although it has not been officially recorded by state law but our status is legally valid religion. So the term non-virgin girl is justifiable, a little bit. There's nothing wrong.

"They're nginep?" ask Aryan again.

"It seems so," I replied as I picked up the phone from Kristy.

"What does that look like, Mom?" kristy asked because she heard the answer I gave Aryan.

"That was me talking to Aryan again. What's up, Kris?" ask me to ask what my sister-in-law meant by calling at night.

"Mama has already cooked a lot, Mas Dion invited Mas Aryan here aja deh! We have dinner together, let's just mrs Rosa the same friends," said Kristy clearly.

"You want to go to Mama's house? Eat big," I asked Aryan without hanging up Kristy's phone.

A thumbs up, Aryan gave as a gesture to ask my question.

A decision has been made. Aryan and I will be heading to Mama's house soon after hanging up my sister-in-law's phone. With casual clothes, black shirts and pants of the same color we both headed for the basement. The difference is that I have shorts while Aryan chooses long jeans.

After an hour of traffic we reached Mama's house. With a basket of fruit and a bag of corn boiled Mama's favorite we entered with a smile. Kristy who opened the door, returned our smiles no less sweet.

"Look, every day I'm young, Mom" said Kristy, taking a bag of boiled corn from me.

With a grin of a smile, Kristy replied to me. "Both."

"I'm upstairs first, yeah. Want to change trousers first," I said as I left those walking towards the dining room and I immediately headed for a room on the second floor.

It's five minutes I need to change my pants. I immediately got down and joined them. After saying hello to Mama I sat down next to Aryan to enjoy dinner.

"Well, Mama cook a lot," I said after seeing more than five types of food on the table. Starting from the anrap, sambal teri basil, fried noodles, chicken lodho and vegetable lodeh keluwih complete all.

"It's all your wife's favorite. Skinny so much to eat," Mama honestly revealed the secret of my Rosaku.

"The pain's not fat, is it, Ma?" sahut Aryan later.

"It's good to be Miss Rosa, eat a lot but her body is that much, aja. Dion's not broke, is he going to eat Miss Rosa?" tease Kristy while laughing.

"I'm used to the style of eating, from the first I know," I'm relaxed because I've known all the advantages and disadvantages of my wife from the past.

"Mbak Rosa was lucky, anyway, to have Mas Dion. Try me too," Kristy continued to have a bad tone.

"There's a Brother, Brother. So you don't have to be jealous of both of them" said Aryan, who was welcomed by Kristy.

"Someone wants to level up, Ma. From brother to darling," my next god made Mama smile.

"If you're a soul mate, why not?" sahut Mom.

"So green, Bang. Lamar's man!" my provocation.

Aryan just smiled, that's how he is. His heart is hard to conquer. Afterward, even the same wife of people. What a pity for his fate. But special, his love is sincere and holy from fraudulent intentions. For him the heart is not to be forced.

Our preoccupation with eating while chatting did not seem to have lasted more than half an hour. Eating without talking would not have happened if we had gathered. That's the thrill, even sometimes we eat while lesehan in front of the television. The atmosphere of the village that we miss. Family nuances are very felt.

"Mama go first, yeah. Go to the next neighbor for a minute. You're not rushing home, are you?" mama said after we relaxed on the terrace of the house, enjoying a bright night with a sprinkling of thousands of stars in the sky.

"We can get here, really, Ma," said Aryan.

"Really, Mas?" kepo Kristy's.

"Later if he leveled up from brother so dear," my timpalku answered Kristy's question in response to Aryan's statement.

"That's a lie, I know everything" Kristy said.

Aryan smiled at Kristy. "You're the next one to be my dear brother."

While we were joking, Kristy's HP suddenly rang. Immediately picked up as soon as the one who called was Rianti. As far as I know it is the name of Kristy's classmate in medicine who is none other than the wife of Mr. Alexander Kemal Malik, his boss Rud.

But is that him or another Rianti?

"What?" a high-pitched question came out of Kristy's mouth.

Aryan and I looked at him. Got a look on Kristy's face that showed a sense of unhappiness. What did Rianti say?

*****

Love always has a story of its own, like the love between Rosa and the three men next to her. There are also other interesting stories to follow, such as the novel has this author.

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