Casanova Brief of Widows

Chapter 12

I didn't see my two best friends for long. I understand those who are waiting at home. Since it was still not too late, I turned the motor to the shopping mall. It's been a long time since I've spent my mom and Farah.

At a time when everyone is choosing goods with a partner, not with me. I chose the dress of the woman alone. Being engrossed in choosing, I accidentally saw the game and the veil. The game is pink, very funny if Arumi wears this shirt that I jerked. Uh, I'm going to buy you a robe and Farah, why am I thinking about Arumi?

I looked back at the game in front of me. Would he accept this if I gave it to him? Ah I take it, I will give it when our relationship is better than now. I'm not sure if I give it now Arumi will take it.

I refocused on choosing a robe for mom and Farah. I bought bags and shoes for both. It's a lot more effective than me having to drive them shopping. It can take all day if they shop by themselves.

I was there for an hour and had brought a lot of clothes and friends. When I was about to bring all the groceries to the cashier, my beautiful eyes accidentally caught the figure of Arumi who was choosing children's clothes. Although I never saw his face, I memorized his posture and height. I decided to approach her, ascertain if it was Arumi.

"Arumi," said.

For a moment she turned her eyes towards me and then returned to choosing clothes.

"You're Arumi, right?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Who are you? These nights alone?"

"No, same with me. Why the hell is a kepo really a person?" diana stood behind me.

I was stunned for a moment to see Diana's appearance now. She was wearing a hijab like Arumi. But not wearing a veil. It turns out that Diana is quite beautiful also wearing a hijab like this. I didn't even blink because this was the first time I'd seen Diana wearing a hijab.

"What look-look? Nyesel must have been me. Want to come back, right? Sorry I don't want to pick up garbage" Diana said.

"What the hell. Ge er is a person. His name also just saw you wear a hijab, yes I observe it. Don't call me trash, you've been dating me. Don't forget." I replied no less ketus.

"Of course, this is a public place. Don't fight here. You're not little kids to be told in any case." Arumi mediates us who have just met and are already hot.

"Come on, let's get out of here." Diana scours Arumi to come with her. My ex-lover gave his sharp glances before actually leaving.

Of the many many my girlfriends, only Diana was the one who still wanted to talk to me even with a sharp tone. While other ex-do not talk, accidentally look into the eyes they have to waste their face. As if I was going to be disgusting, when they were also crazy about me.

But why did Arumi buy a kid's shirt? Who for? Maybe for his nephew sometime. No way Arumi was married, she never told me her status when I approached her. Ah come on, I better go home and give this dress to mom and Farah.

*

I got home at ten in the night. Both of my women are still watching TV shows. I sat down to join them and gave each one their groceries. As I expected, they were happy with what I gave them. This is what I like about them. Never once did they refuse or say they did not like anything I gave them.

"Who's that for, brother?" asked Farah looking at the paper bag beside me.

"Oh, this is a sister. There was a dress that I happen to like. I'm just gonna take a break, tired."

As usual, I cleaned my face before I put on my flagship skincare. After that, I laid my body on my big bed. Staring at the ceiling of the room which is only illuminated by dim lights. I don't like sleeping with lights that are too bright.

*

It seems like I just closed my eyes, but the dawn prayer has already been heard in my ears. I forced myself to wake up. This is a routine I have done recently.

It is true people say. We must force ourselves to worship so that compulsion will long be a habit and a need.

After doing my duty I prepared to run in the morning. Activities that I routinely do, in order to maintain my body shape and also my health to stay healthy and fit in the face of reality.

"Sister coming," cried Farah running from behind.

My only brother and I are now outside the complex, on Saturday morning apparently many people are looking for sweat. This morning I ran a little further than usual.

"Farah," shouted someone from behind.

I, wondering who the owner of the voice was, looked back. It turned out that my gesrek secretary was calling.

"Master Bari. Sister-in-law your head," I replied in a sullen tone.

"Not working hours sir. If our working hours are indeed superiors and subordinates. But if this is the same sister brother-in-law." Firdaus still dared to answer with a cry.

I looked at Farah who looked timid. I don't know what they are, wait, Firdaus said that once Farah ran away with me, what does that mean?

"You run off in the morning?" I looked at my sister and secretary in turn.

"No, not sir. Just a few times. If the phone calls often" said Firdaus.

Plaque!

One blow struck Firdaus' arm. Not from me, but from my sister. I just frowned looking at Farah who was like giving a code not to talk strange things anymore. Is their relationship that close?

"Is there anything you're hiding?"

"There's."

"No."

They answered compactly and simultaneously. But their answers are different. Finally I invited them to eat porridge at one of the street stalls. Sometimes I look at those who are sitting next to me. I became exactly like the mosquito repellent burn just as a display and repel the intruders who came.

"Why are you guys sitting so tight?"

"It's a place where you have no place anymore, where you just fit for a sister's seat," replied Farah.

"Yes, I exchanged with Firda." I stood up from the chair and intended to change my seat with him.

"Bari's." I looked at the source of the voice very close to me.

Not only did I turn to the woman who called me, but Farah and Firdaus also took a look at the sexy woman. Plus, the clothes he was wearing looked very strict, more strict than the government rules.

"San, Santi," I said nervously.

"Morning as well. Can you join? Alone right?"

"No, I'm his brother and his friend."

I introduced Farah and Firdaus to Santi. The woman I had approached, but had not yet become my lover. Despite not being a lover, I have felt her beautiful little lips several times.

I'm not a hypocrite, maybe I've felt the lips of some woman I know. But don't ruin them much deeper. I realized, I have a little sister, I don't want my sister to be broken by a guy out there.

Because of Santi's arrival, it made me forget a little about Farah and Firdaus. I focused on Santi, a lot of things that we talked about because we did not meet for a long time.

"Arumi," said Firdaus, who made me turn to him.

"Where?" I look at the streets.

"Nothing, just call it a name. Does anyone have the name Arumi one doang?" firdaus answered without sin.

"Who's Arumi?" santi asked, which I believe may have been Farah asking the same thing in her heart.

"Friends" I replied briefly.

Hearing Arumi's name I remember that the game I bought for her was still in my bedroom bed. I told the three of them to go home first. For a while I let Firdaus and Farah together. I'll finish it later. There's more important than this. I had to get close to home so mom wouldn't find that pink robe.

Seriate.