BEAUTIFUL REUNION IN TWO

15. Introduction of Operation Field

BIMASENE

I don't know what kind of man I am, with no morals in front of my own best friend I send a message to his wife who has entered the room.

Bimasene:

I don't know why I feel comfortable being in close proximity to you, even though you choose to hide in the room. You know I came to this house, just to see you?

Restless waiting for an answer from inside the room made me lose focus on the chessboard, so Tristan managed to get the king, his chess piece from the checkmate.

It turned out that my message was only read by Nadia, with no desire to reply to her. Or maybe my words to her in front of Mithalia's toilet bothered her.

I again sent a message to Nadia, once glancing at her husband who was sitting right in front of me.

Bimasene:

You don't have to be overwhelmed by what I said yesterday in front of the toilet. If you are still in doubt, let time be answered. Rest Nadia. I'm taking care of you from out here.

Rather disappointed, my two messages were not answered by Nadia. But it better be like that. Nadia is the last defense. As I became increasingly unable to control myself.

Sometimes it is difficult to control the urges that arise from within. The evidence tonight. Inviting Tristan to play chess is actually just a mere mode.

The time I have is very limited when only spent playing chess, amid the Government's insistence on accelerating the transition of the Merangin Block.

I invited Tristan to play chess and without suspecting Tristan agreed. Tristan had no idea that the man in front of him was conducting a field-recognition operation.

I put my pity on Tristan, in no way did he know that his friend was a threat and a nuisance to the integrity of his household, so that he did not guard the border area and vital objects.

What I'm really worried about is if there's going to be a conflict and then a war breaks out between me and Tristan. But wherever possible I will avoid and dampen the potential in that direction.

Nadia was my last stronghold. Because I doubted myself if I could avoid it. My aggressive actions tonight are proof of my weakness in self-control.

"Oh yeah, what else was your friend's girl's name at the airport yesterday? She's a smart woman. Interesting too" I told Tristan.

Tristan's previously very serious face looked at the chessboard suddenly sparkled so offensive to the woman. He did not realize that praise was part of my field recognition strategy. That woman I praise is even the big head Tristan.

"What a cool way, right? Fun to talk. High quality woman," she replied proudly.

"Who else is his name? i've forgotten?" askaku.

Tristan instead of answering, looked at me with a cautious and suspicious look. As if he was worried that I would take that woman from Tristan. I am so excited to see this friend of mine.

"Judge," he answered briefly. Then his hand moved the horse.

"May I have the phone number?"

Tristan then looked at me with an unhappy look.

"You don't mess with her, Bro, she's a good girl" Tristan said. He seriously said that.

"I'm not kidding. Can't I know the Judge? We're still single, and now I'm looking for a future wife" I don't stop teasing Tristan.

His facial water has changed. The war will break out early. I was in a hurry to normalize the situation.

"Judge your new dream Bro so you're not happy I know him?" I asked with a flirting grin to Tristan.

Tristan was laughing. He did not answer but from his laughter indirectly showed that he agreed.

"What about Nadia Bro?" I asked with a serious face.

This one is Tristan.

Tristan sighed and smiled.

"That's Bro, before making the choice of the woman you will make a wife, do not just look at the physical advantages. Women today are not only required to have physical advantages, but also intellectual. Physical excess can make a man fall in love. But in order for the relationship to last, intellectual intelligence plays an important role. Remember to choose carefully." Tristan gave me a long piece of advice.

"Bro, the soul mate intervened with the Owner of Life. All we can do, whoever our soul mate is given to us, we can accept that humans are imperfect beings. The integrity of the household is an absolute thing that needs to be maintained. Don't waste the household being lured by other women. Do not expect the high-flying Murai, the Punai in hand is released. But what you need to realize, your wife is not Punai Bro. Nadia is like a peacock who has a beautiful tail. Can pull anyone with that tail." I gave him advice.

But we even laughed together. Of course it's funny that I who haven't had any household experience gave Tristan that advice. Tristan laughed at my advice.

"How long have you been married?" I asked, I went back seriously and let Tristan lock up the movement of my pawn on the chessboard.

"5 years," he answered briefly, with his eyes again concentrating on the chessboard.

"What is it because you don't have, sorry....'heredity' so you're saturated with Nadia?" I hope Tristan won't be offended because I'm talking about 'heredity', a very sensitive thing for a man who doesn't have children.

"Maybe we haven't been given offspring by God because Nadia has too many dependents."

Tristan's answer made me frown not understanding towards him so he continued to explain.

"Nadia's parents are both dead. There are actually many treasures left behind. But Nadia has a brother, an older brother."

"His brother likes to play gambling and play girls. Eventually his business went bankrupt, and his parents' property was sold out. Even the house that was clearly inherited by my in-laws to Nadia, was made collateral in the Bank. Her brother can't afford the debt at the Bank anymore."

"By saving the house which is an eye sign from her parents, Nadia who every month bails her brother's debt. Not only that, Nadia also funded the school of two children her brother who threatened to drop out of school because of the cost."

"What is obtained from the salon, exhausted only to pay the debt and school needs of his parents. There's nothing left. Sometimes I get upset there."

Nadia has a heavy family burden. I immediately remembered my mother, how she slammed her bones into living us after the divorce from my Father. Until my mother met my great-grandfather who made my mother's life happy and prosperous.

"You should help Nadia Bro, don't let a woman bear such a heavy burden. That heavy burden should be on our shoulders as a man." I don't know why my heart was so strong to hear the weight of Nadia's burden.

"Loh, the salon Nadia runs right now was owned by my parents. Isn't that helpful enough? Nadia's daily life is me who bears it. I have to how else? Want to cover his brother's debt? How much is my salary?" replied Tristan in a cynical tone.

Ah Nadia's. I want to replace her burden. But who am I to him?

Everything I've heard from Tristan tonight, complements Nadia's taste.