Because of Being Married Too Late
Similar Ex Wife
“Mama,” call eight-year-old little girl on Saleha.
Saleha, a sholihah woman who is completing her doctorate in the Netherlands. Besides being physical, her heart was also very beautiful. It is always emanated on his face which is always decorated with a sweet smile.
He is very ambitious in pursuing a career. Love is a number. Youth is focused on building a career, paying less attention to his love life. This is what makes Saleha married late.
He glanced around, looking for the girl the boy called mama. From then on, there was no one there. Confusion really does overwhelm him.
“Duh, sorry yes. Your face looks a lot like my ex-wife. Hence Nayla called mama earlier,” said Andi Agung.
Andi Muhammad Agung, Ceo from Makassar. 33 Years old, widower son one. High posture, white skin, and handsome face. It is also very sweet when smiling.
Andi, in the Bugis tribe is a title for the descendants of nobles. In the past, the title Andi placed in front of the name of a Bugis tribe was created by the Dutch to mark the learned nobility in the province of South Sulawesi. This continues to this day.
Based on the cultural rules that exist in the midst of the people of South Sulawesi, the title Andi can only be derived from the father line. If his father is not Andi, then his son is not Andi.
“It's okay ji sir. Uh, I mean it's okay sir.” Saleha keceplosan using the Makassar logat.
“Makassar people also yes?” Agung so enthusiastically continued the conversation with the woman he had just met a few minutes ago in the Netherlands.
“Origin Sulsel, but in Pinrang. If you live in Makassar, yes?”
“Iya, in Makassar city. By the way, what's it doing here?”
“Leploy S3. What are you doing here?” Saleha made little small talk because he felt very happy. During his three years of studying, only this time he met with all he wanted in the country with the capital city of Amsterdam.
“Wizzz, so cool. Ambitious in pursuing a career, just like Alya. It fits so her new mother Nayla,” Inner Great before answering Saleha's question.
“Just traveling anyway. This is Nayla he said want to see the Dutch windmill directly.”
“Oh, Windmills yes. It is very famous, it is natural that his son would want to see directly. His daughter is beautiful sir.” Due to her nervousness, Saleha pinched gently on Nayla's right cheek.
“Iya beautiful, kayak you. Joking. Oh yes, my name is Great. What is your name? Already from earlier we talked but not yet acquaintance.”
“My name is Saleha sir.”
“Salam know ya Saleha,” said Agung while extending his hand to shake.
“Greetings sir.” Saleha did not welcome the handshake of Agung. He pulled his hand, then placed the two on his chest while bowing his head in response to the man's request.
Grand pulled back his hand. Then scratching his head in embarrassment. Just this time there was a woman who refused to shake hands.
“Beautiful, ambitious, expensive again. Truly a quality woman. I should be able to make her a wife.” Monologue in the heart.
“So what's his nickname? Saleh or Leha?” Agung slightly joked, melting the atmosphere so awward because of Saleha's rejection.
“Not both anyway, call Ega only. Others call him that.” For the umpteenth time, he stared at the screen of the device.
“You're married or not?”
“Not yet. I first well sir, there's a class on.” Saleha was in a hurry.
“Wait a minute! Your HP number dong.” Agung thrust his gawai.
It has been two years of great graduation. Alya decides to leave her when Nayla has just entered elementary school. The meeting with Saleha today suddenly moved her heart to remarry.
***
The next day, Agung accompanied his son on a walk in the Keukenhof flower garden. Without agreement, he met with Saleha. Many tourists like to visit here.
The tulip collection is very beautiful to look at. Not only that, there are other sub-tropical flowers. Such as orchids, roses, lavender, and sakura.
Among all these flowers, Saleha most likes lavender which symbolizes growth and also the elegance of a woman. The purple color shows a feminine impression. Because purple is also he likes orchids.
Saleha began to love lavender flowers since watching the Detective Conan anime series a few years ago. In that instant, it was saved in her brain that lavender was a flower that accentuated the feminist side in a different way.
To her beautiful was not just an enchanting appearance. There's something more beautiful than that, assertiveness. Dare to live a life without falsehood, the ability to convey thoughts honestly, and willing to admit their own mistakes.
“Don't pick the flowers baby! Can't.” Saleha drew a soft hand of Nayla who almost touched the tulip.
Agung felt melted because of Saleha's motherly attitude. He could no longer bear to quickly interrupt her.
“Yesterday you said that you were not married. If you can know the reason what?”
“Not found the right one, sir. I am busy pursuing my career too. The park is spacious yes.” Saleha did not want to talk about marriage for long.
“Iya is so beautiful. If only it could be picked. I'll give you this one,” Appoint Great on a red tulip.
“I don't really like flashy colors. Of all the colors available, why choose red tulips?”
“Because red tulips symbolize deep love and perfection of affection.”
“Love? To me means?” Saleha glared at Agung, their eyes now crossed. As fast as lightning he lowered his gaze.
“Maybe this sounds illogical. We just met yesterday and I've already expressed love. Somehow, meeting you made me want to marry again after two years of graduation.”
“Sorry, instead of wanting to refuse. At the moment my focus is only on college seriously, getting married later.”
“It's okay if you refuse today. If you ever want to get married and have not found a suitable man, just call me. I am ready to marry you. It is my phone number,” said Agung after calling Saleha via WhatsApp.
“Thank you in advance for the understanding.” Saleha felt bad about rejecting the goodwill of the man who was standing some distance away from her.
“It is okay. By the way Ega, we go first huh. Nayla would love to go to Amsterdam Canal now, would you like to come?”
“No, thanks sir. There are classes after this.”
“Well, Nayla salim aunty son! What is usually called? Sister?”
“Tante only, it's a little uncomfortable if a child of Nayla's age calls him sister.”
“Assalamu ‘alaykum,” said this son and father to Saleha who is also preparing to go to campus.
“Wa’alaykumussalam warahmatullah.”
*Don't forget to leave a trail of your brother
