BRONDY CHARM (Trendy Leaning)

CHAPTER 2: DIRGA RAHARDIAN

For Mutia marriage is an agreement between two people to live together as long as possible. Six months to know Pras is certainly a very short time. Because previously he had spent 6 years in a relationship that people call ‘dating’ with Dino. Lovely ex.

Is Pras just his escape? Because a month before meeting Pras, Dino really asked to end their relationship for no apparent reason. Just saying he does not deserve to be waited while still fun to waste time on his college bench. Dino consciously and truly, just cut off the relationship that has also been known by their parents.

Then blame Mutia, opening the heart to a Pras who is physically and mentally far from the row of standard notes so far.

Mutia likes romantic men, Pras does not.

Mutia likes a man who talks a lot, Pras does not.

Mutia likes a man who wants to sing to her when she is sad, Pras does not.

Mutia likes to see a man who looks confident and charming, Pras does not.

Mutia likes tall men. Yes ... pras just entered that criterion.

Then, is it just capitalizing on that posture. Mutia dared to take the decision to accept Pras.

No, it's not that.

That time. Just because Pras looks serious approaching him. Seemed earnest to fight for her, wanting her to be the mother of her children. There was not even a seed of love in his heart.

Fix, Mutia is too willing to take risks. Householding with a man she just met, even without taste. He was only sure that love would come from habituation. Also, there was no reason for him not to love Pras, as long as the man did him good. Natural laws are very natural.

And the proof, Mutia managed to maintain their household up to 17 years. Households that never heard of fighting, let alone fighting. Pras looks good as a good husband in their household.

Pras is still Pras who speaks little, but is not blind to the needs of his children and his wife. All he enough with all the income that he always entrusted to his wife. And Mutia was quite good at managing it well. Wouldn't it be in vain if Mutia had always learned to fall in love with her own husband.

“You drink aunt ...” Sound that sounds close to Mutia's ears. As he gazed at the darkness of the night from the side of the hotel balcony which gave an exotic view that night.

Mutia.

Then he accidentally blinked his eyes when he saw a beautiful view of macho, amazing on the right side of the balcony he visited now.

Mutia averted her gaze, then ascertained where her feet rested now. Whether he was still on the ground, or was unknowingly flying into heaven.

Ah .. It turns out true, he is still on earth. But, why is the creature beside this balcony like a prince. Handsome, dashing and so perfect in his eyes. It states? Not halu.

“This .. I don't have a drink sharing friend. My friends haven't returned to my room.” Say again. Put a glass of white in a glass. And this time with an amazingly sweet smile.

“ OMG ... It's a smile or a gulali anyway. Sweet's right. “ Inner Mutia tetiba thrashing.

“E ... oh. Sorry I didn't drink that.” Mutia replied after successfully suppressing the storm rage in her chest. Hey ... What was that ? Tsunamikah that happened in his heart. Why does he feel the smile of the person in front of him is like magic. Mutia was really stunned by him.

“Oh .. I'm Dirga Aunt. Dirga Rahardian.” Politely the man reached out his hand to get acquainted with Mutia.

“Tante Pearl, right?” wuush ... Pearl has not even mentioned her name, but why this child has confidently mentioned her name.

“Sorry if presumptuous. I'm the Co EO who took care of all the events. And being able to enjoy sleeping in the room next to aunty is part of bonus.” He explained with a little installment without being asked.

“Oh .. auntie thinks you're a fortune teller.” Finally Mutia has returned to earth along with the contents of his brain that had concussion due to his encounter with a man who looks still very ranum this.

“Aunty night, why is it still outside and alone too?” kepo tanyanya.

“Huum ... The night view from here is very beautiful and perfect. It doesn't matter, no, delaying the time to close your eyes. Because tomorrow is not necessarily I still stay here.” Mutia replied as wisely as possible. Throwing a look at his interlocutor.

“Ya .. absolutely right. Especially me. Can be in a five-star hotel just like this just because it works.” Curse low.

“Oh already working, aunt thought still a boy. Still white uniform ash or yaah, second semester students lah.” The lyrics of Mutia again with an indescribable look.

“That young, I'm in aunt's eye ..?” Chortled. Forgive .. why this child should laugh afterwards. He will be more handsome to the maximum with such facial mimic. Mutia's heart is not bad for him. Next time he has to bring duct tape, if he meets this boy. Mutia's heart could be jubilant by her charm.

“Ya .. emang kayak kayak brondong maize.” Kekeh Mutia who tried to let go of his laughter, dug up his humor potential.

“Iiih .. Dirga is not a aunt boy, Dirga is not a brondong. Dirga 22 years, want 23 years.” His face was made clear, asking Mutia to trust him.

“Masa ... cute is it?” Mutia narrowed her eyes to focus more on observing the look of the young man beside her.

“Ha .. ha.. people say it's my face baby face and innocent it's aunt.” Praise to yourself. So’ familiar.

Again ... Mutia noticed the sighting of the young man from head to toe.

“Ga innocent really. Her cheeks are almost not looking.” Kekeh Mutia's. Yes yes, plain time, not many jambangnya. Almost covers all the surfaces of his cheeks and chin.

“This ... is deliberately maintained tan, so that it looks old from its actual age. Let it look like an adult man.” Dirga stroked his beard and crest slowly.

Mutia only laughed while shaking her head, disapproving and feeling that the young man's sense of humor was appreciable.

“Oh .. Yes tan. How was the evaluation of our EO service earlier, was aunt satisfied?” ask Dirga. Perhaps this was the core of the reason for his chat that night, with Mutia. His client.

“Oh .. so far so good anyway. Aunty didn't feel any bad reproach at the party. From the decoration, the food, the way it is served, the service. Until the show, perfect. Aunt likes.” Mutia could stop if she spoke like that.

“Thank God then. Aunt's permission, may request her contact number. Or I'll give you our EO business card. Maybe someday we can work together again, in another event.” Oh ... This kid is looking to promote his business to Mutia. Kirain this boy wants to spread the charm with aunts of Mutia's age.

“Siniin, mobile. Let aunt type aunt number aja.” Mutia asks Dirga's phone, to save her contact number.

“Already night.” There was a blanket that someone had deliberately hung on the back shoulder of Mutia. Just as Dirga's phone had returned to the owner's hands.

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