Dowager Bohay

The Will of Both Parents Djiwa

Djiwa entered his room and slammed the door tightly. Hearts upset. Papa always wants to match him with the children of his business partners who are considered to make his company more advanced.

The chest of the Soul was seen rising and falling because of the anger he felt now. He was angry, Papa also made him abandoned Melati, the son of one of the famous businessmen. Papa separates himself from Melati because he thinks Melati's parents are his business rivals.

Djiwa sat on the edge of the mattress and picked up the magazine in the drawer under the nightstand. A business magazine where the first page of the magazine is a beautiful, long-haired woman with a white blazer who is only draped over the shoulder. Looks elegant and classy. I read the title of the magazine in my heart.

...MELATI, A BEAUTIFUL AND SUCCESSFUL BUSINESSMAN WHO IS ABLE TO ATTRACT ANY MAN JUST BY FLICKING HIS FINGER...

In the past, Djiwa was angry when he read the magazine but now he even feels ordinary. Djiwa even felt embarrassed because he used to want Melati so much to be his until he did not realize that it had been used.

Dsoul breathed deeply. He remembered the Rose, the widow of Bohay who had only been away for a few hours. A beautiful woman whose life is hard yet independent and dares to face this world alone.

Djiwa compared the woman on the front cover of the magazine she was holding with the Rose in her mind. Both of them were women who filled his heart. The heart of an upscale woman casanova who is always loved by beautiful women who hope to spend the night with her.

Roses and Jasmine .. everything is beautiful. It is like the lyrics of a song. Djiwa's daydream must stop when there is a knock at the door.

"The soul! Mama's in!" Without waiting for Djiwa's answer, Mama went into the room and saw Djiwa sitting holding a magazine in her hand.

"Still remembering Melati?" ask Mama with great attention.

Djiwa put the magazine back in the nightstand drawer and laid her body on a large, comfortable mattress like in a five-star hotel. For more than a month he only sleeps on a thin mattress but actually sleeps more comfortable than on this soft mattress.

"Mama can help you get Melati again" Mama said while whispering as if afraid Papa heard her.

"No need, Ma," said Djiwa coldly. His heart was already too sore with the wound that Melati had scratched. Now that the Roses have healed him little by little, Mama instead offers the relationship that Papa once had about going all-out.

"Now the situation is different. Melati has become a successful businessman. Mama had heard that Papa began to be interested in the football that was able to advance the company of his parents who became a business rival Papa. Mama thinks if the two companies that compete with each other if put together will be a bigger company. You don't agree with Mama's brilliant idea?" ask Mama excitedly.

"No" answered the short.

Mama's face seemed disappointed to hear the answer from Djiwa. "Why don't you agree anyway? Don't you love each other? My mom will support you now. You take it easy, Mama is in your stronghold!" persuade Mama.

"No need. I'm sleepy. Please Mama tell Rendi to wake me up if you want to go to the airport." Djiwa turned around and ignored his mother. He chose to sleep instead of hearing her Mama's persuasion which turned out to be the same as Papa's. Wealth is not a feeling of soul.

"You don't do that, son. Your age is enough to get married. Don't get married too old and your child will be small, but you're old. You-" Mama no longer chattering when she heard the subtle snoring sound of Djiwa. Mama spoke in vain but Djiwa fell asleep. Heartbroken, Mama left the room.

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Roses feel lonely after the death of Djiwa. He has felt so pampered by Djiwa all this time. Shopping does not need to be crowded with various vegetables in a pick up car. He also did not have to carry heavy chickens.

Now, Roses are crammed in a pick-up car with other vegetable sellers with tired hands after carrying a lot of chicken and various vegetables. The rose misses the soul. Not because Djiwa likes to help him, but Djiwa is a fun chatting friend. Rose felt her heart empty since Djiwa was willing to work.

After getting out of the car, Rose brought her own groceries. Several times he stopped to rest. More and more chicken orders make the shopping also more. Sweat was already visible on his forehead and neck. His clothes were also soaked in sweat.

Not finished his suffering, Roses also have to wash the chicken in large quantities and prepare the seasoning themselves. Roses only take a short break for breakfast while waiting for the chicken to be revealed. The rose stared at the screen of his phone and the spirit within him returned again.

"You don't get too tired, Rose. If you are tired, turn off the app. Do not force work. Remember, your health is more important!" Fill in the message that Djiwa sent for him.

Rose smiled as she replied to a message from Djiwa. "Yes, Mas. Do not be too tired to work. Rest and don't forget to pray."

The rose again spirit through the day. After bathing, the rose is ready to open its stall. There are already a lot of centile men who want to buy his merchandise. They know that the Rose Fiancee's soul is not there.

"Rawarku the Widow of Bohay, Aa wants to eat chicken geprek dong. Lots of cabins! Pedes rich netijen greeting. Drink some sweet iced tea. Don't forget, the white rice is two yes!" order the klimis klimisnya.

"Your mother wants a stuffing chicken with your bohay stuffing, my dear Rose! The patch is not too spicy. Drink hot fresh tea and rice one only. Can I have a cheek with Neng Mawar Bohay?" message from the roving fathers.

"Smoke the ketchup! Koyo change! It's like a tancep screen!" black youth protest. "My love, the Rose of the Dowager Bohay. Ayang Beb you want a chicken breast, if you can size 36 C. Big and nice to hold, Kayak Neng Roses that."

The young man in black instantly got a sharp glare from his other rival. "Kidding, Sir. Just relax!" The young man ordered the rose again. "The rice is one and a half and the sweet iced tea is shaken 6 times to the left and 6 times to the right, can you?"

The young man in black was cheered on by the other buyers. Roses only shake the head with the work of the heavy fans. He did not respond and was busy making their orders.

After serving the third order of the male centil, Rose made an order from the online ojek that began to enter. The sound of greetings from the owner of a heavy and rather hoarse voice made Rose lift her face. The rose was surprised to find who had come.

"Assalamualaikum! How are you, Rose? Healthy? The more beautiful my future wife is" said the man dressed in a brown uniform.

"Waalaikumsalam," replied the Rose with a worried look. "Well, do you want to order a meal?"

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