Casanova Brief of Widows

Chapter 10

"Fir, to my desk," I said through the phone.

Just waiting for a few seconds, Firdaus was already sitting across from me. My room and secretary memeng separated only glass walls that only give curtains only. Just need to shout Firdaus was already able to hear my voice.

"Your salary is not going up. Advice from you does not work. I even hurt to know, cook he said he was uncomfortable every day to see me," lamented in the morning, even I have not touched any files.

"Master's going there every day?"

I'm nodding.

"Give me a gift every day?"

I nodded for the second time.

Suddenly Firdaus responded by patting his eel. As if I made a mistake, when it made me give gifts yesterday, how the hell?

"And that's a suggestion from you too bambang, why do you pat jidat?"

"It's not every day, either, sir. It is very obvious that if the master does have something, there is a desire.Yes rarely just love gifts, there is also no need every day. It's natural that he said that. Sir is also wrong, he said casanova cook like this do not understand, ask for advice with me. Nor can it."

"I told you it was different. Am I wrong every day? I want to see him every day. This is if I am unemployed also want to meet him."

" The same thing that wasn't like this before?"

"No. Ordinary aja. I will not have time for Mira. Especially looking for a replacement for Diana with Nilam. My mind just keeps focusing on Arumi."

"He was chasing until he got it. Love is his name. Want how much logic denies yes will still lose also the same heart that has spoken."

"How to chase? If he is difficult to approach. That's my biggest problem. You know myself I never chased a girl. The girl who came to me. One shot hit directly, right? I have to fight first. It's me that's stiff."

"Wait a minute, sir said he was veiled, right?"

"Yes, why?"

"That means she is a woman who is obedient to worship. Usually all I know is a veiled woman like that. Maybe you should learn to forget. Sir is not his type. Moreover, he knew that master had many girlfriends before. I'm sure anyway, any woman would be hard for you to approach if you knew your background."

Instead of being relieved, confiding with my secretary made me even more arrogant. His words made me pessimistic to fight again. No-no, it can't be. A Bari has to get what he wants. I'm gonna go after him until he's willing to sit in the armchair with me.

Well, since meeting Arumi all of a sudden I've been thinking about marriage. I told you not to ask why. Because all I know is I just want every time and every moment with her. And to be like that I have to marry her.

*

At five o'clock in the afternoon.

"Tumben's not out? Usually every hour as soon as you crawl." Mom sat next to me and chewed a snack. Mother often protested when I bought food from outside for her, she said she wanted to diet and did not want to eat too many snacks. But every mother has no activity, her mouth continues to chew.

"It's not Bari time. You are old. Thirty years old. Mother's children already have two toddlers at that age. Lah you, still messing around like an abg. I don't think you play that way."

Mom started to re-tell me about my marriage and my actual behavior started to change. I don't know if you only have one lover that I'm starting to raise.

"Eh Bars. Mom's friend will come here, she wants to take an order of tuppercare glasses that the mother ordered for her granddaughter. Maybe he'll come here with his son. You want me to know her son?" ask the mother who was so enthusiastic about what she said.

"Where-how? Do you want to know me to someone's wife?" I was half screaming.

"No," said my mother, hitting my sturdy arm. "She's a widow, has one five-year-old daughter. This mother's friend's son is a good person, she talks calm, sholehah, just the type of daughter-in-law of Bar's mother." Her impression with a tone of speech like a ghibah with other mothers.

"No ah. Cook me a widow. I don't want to be ma'am."

"What harm? Don't look next to someone because Bari's status isn't good."

"Who looks at people with the status of mom? I'm not that. I want to meet anyone, I also want to if only introduced. No frills are set. I don't want to marry anyone but myself."

"Indeed, did Mom say she wanted to marry you? You just said you didn't want to know her?"

"But at the end of the day, mom says she's mom's daughter-in-law."

"It could be your picture if you're looking for Bar's wife. Find a companion do not just pinter dandan, pinter spend money, let alone just pinter in bed. Not a woman like that. You have to find a woman who can get you and your child on the right path later, you have to find a woman who makes your children not only pursue the world. Eternal life is not here. Anyway, if you meet him later, your heart must be cool."

"Mother's taste doesn't mean my taste is ma'am. I also fought for the daughter-in-law that I wanted. No need to rush and force me to get to know anyone ma'am" I asked.

"Is reason. Tell me that you are still enjoying your role. Usually so answer, now just change the words just let me not nag."

Gusti pardon. Why all women should be this complicated. Why is it that their minds are always clever to process words to corner and blame us men?

"Udah ah, it's up to me. I'm going out first, instead of the widow."

I inched my feet up, where my room was. Not that I'm against widows, no. I never judge anyone by the status they hold. I make friends and blend in with everyone.

I snatched the old jacket hanging in the closet. I haven't worn a big bike in my old High School days. Father's last birthday present. As much as possible I take care and take good care of this bike as a form of thanks and love for my father.

I've never ridden this bike on a date with my lovers. Because this gift from my father will only be used to bring my wife. I still remember exactly what you said when you gave me this bike.

"Good care Bar. Use this bike as best as possible, if you have a girlfriend later, do not use this bike to piggyback on your girlfriend. Because it would be later if your boyfriend became an ex, and you married another woman. You will be tormented by the memories of your ex. Then you sell, I do not want this one father gift you sell later. Not necessarily I can give you your gift again tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

At that time I only heard the words of my father as ordinary words. There is no thought in the direction of death. And the next day, then I realized with the last words of father. It turned out that he left me, my mother and my only sister forever. It turned out that the last sentence of my father was a hunch that he would never give me another gift forever.

Seriate.