Casanova Brief of Widows

Chapter 19

From then on until now I had been unceasingly thinking about what Firdaus said. Amidst the clanking of spoons and dinner plates, I fed a spoonful after a spoonful of rice while the head focused on my and Firdaus' chatter earlier this afternoon.

"Sorry before, I spoke like this as a friend of master. Not as a superior and subordinate. You shouldn't speculate yourself like that. Like I said earlier. What we see is not necessarily true, not necessarily what we think is the same as reality. If we want to know the truth, then we have to find out. Once we know, then we can decide what action we should take. You don't know very well how and what Arumi's status is, but you decide to leave her life. Regret never comes at the beginning of the master."

"Ok, forget about the guy. Let's just say what you say is true. What about that little boy? I saw him take the boy to the park on Sunday. Think he's a nephew? Why should I be with Arumi? Why not just the same parents? I don't know why I have such complete confidence that Caca and Arumi are mom and son. Their eyes are very similar, equally beautiful, jet black eyeballs, dense and pliable eyelashes." I told while looking at the beauty of the eyes of Arumi and Caca who are both beautiful and beautiful.

"Can it be the son of his brother? What is the point of having many men and where are they not used? Why not just ask them for help to find out Arumi's identity? Where did the spirit of the old master Bari go? A burning passion for getting a lot of women?"

To be honest, my spirit rose again when I got the spirit from Paradise. I don't know where my brain went this week, why I didn't think to find out Arumi's background. Maybe I'm too focused on my pain to think clearly.

"Bar, what the hell do you think? You later, your feelings the last few days like no brain, dumbstruck. Don't use it anymore."

"Astaghfirullah's mother, wicked indeed the same son. Kak bari is not a use. But I'm kind of heartbroken" said Farah in a whisper but I still clearly heard it.

"Here, Bari is heartbroken. There's no way to fathom that if she's really not in love with a woman."

Instead of hearing them talk about me, I'd rather just go to the room. I must rethink Firdaus' words. As important as that I have to find out the figure of Arumi. What if the result is the same as I thought. My heartache will surely spread wider. But what if what I think is wrong? Ah this problem makes me even more dizzy.

Most of the time thinking about this makes me harder on my own. All right, I'll ask my men for help to figure out Arumi's figure. I have to be brave and accept the consequences, whatever the outcome I will be breastfed to accept. There is no story of a Bari turning into a coward like this.

I'm done contacting one of my men. I went to sleep, tonight I really want to be able to sleep soundly without interference from any direction. Just a few seconds my eyes closed, the shadow of the woman who was being tortured by her husband back dancing in the eye.

Tired of the same dream and disturbed my mind. The account decided to play a religious song from my phone in the hope that I could sleep peacefully.

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I heard the chickens crowing from a distance. I don't know who owns the chicken. In this complex is someone keeping chickens? Ah I don't know. Why would I think of such a useless thing.

Thank goodness I woke up with a fresher and fitter body. That means I slept well last night. I opened the closet to change clothes that were more worthy of worship. Just now in feeling the calmness in sleep, I accidentally saw the pink robe that I would give to Arumi. Ah my longing feels like it has wanted to explode out of my head and heart.

It suddenly crossed my head to look at Arumi from a distance, just like I did before. All right, I'll leave early in the morning and monitor the state of the house, it's okay to see from a distance. The important thing is that I can see him.

"Tumben Bar in the morning? It's still seven o'clock. Breakfast first" protested mother.

"I have breakfast toast. Something important ma'am. Bye, assalamu'alaikum." I walked away with wide steps. So wide, I did not hear my mother answer my greetings.

I never went to the office this early, so I rarely enjoyed the warm morning sun. Apparently the streets are a little quieter at this hour.

I slightly opened the window glass so I could enjoy the air and the morning breeze. Many schoolchildren filled the highway. I accidentally saw a high school teenager sitting on a motorcycle with his girlfriend.

They look friendly, just like I used to. I smiled at the behavior of teenagers today. I am am ticklish myself, for I am as good as they are. Hugging on the motorbike without hesitation and embarrassment even though he was in a public place.

My patience finally bore fruit, finally Arumi out of the house but still wearing home clothes. Naturally, it was still seven more, not yet the time for him to go to the hospital.

Finally my longing melted away. I was so happy and I could breathe freely. No one knows how happy I am to see Arumi come back after a week of not seeing her beautiful eyes.

But wait, where's he going to get the bike out? The caca? She wants to drop off school? I can't, I have to follow them and find out what their relationship is.

It turns out to be true, Arumi drove Caca to school. After confirming that Caca has entered the school environment, Arumi returns home. Not willing to waste this rare opportunity, I immediately got off and ran to Caca's school.

"Caca," I shouted from the gate.

I waved the sign calling him to come towards me.

"What's up, om? Om Bari, right? Where the hell is it? How come you never go to a mosque again?"

Ah this kid, reminds me of Farah when I was a kid. Very chatty and lots of questions.

"Same kangen om?" ask a stale base while squatting balance the height of the child.

"Nobody is playing again. So no rame, no more fairy tales," lamented the plain boy.

"I'm sorry, I'm busy. By the way, who are you taking here with you?"

"Same mom...."

"Don't talk to Caca's strangers. Let's get to class."

The boy nodded obediently and ran to school. I who was correct with the sound immediately stood up and turned the body towards the back.

"Sorry before, what's the need for Caca?"

"That kid who are you Rum?"

"My son."

Bluusssh

The sharp sword seemed to pierce through the heart and recesses of my heart.

Seriate.