Dowager Bohay

The Return of Djiwa

I can't wait to see the Rose again. A week of duty out of town has made the longing in the soul piled high. Must be channeled by seeing the beloved heart.

Djiwa has exchanged shirts and expensive suits that he wore with shirts bought by Roses and his jeans are worn when in fact limited edition. "It's cool, isn't my shirt?" Djiwa shows off the Rose-given T-shirt in front of Rendi.

"Obsolutely normal. It was like the shirt I used to buy at the night market" replied Rendi honestly.

"Yup, that's right! This shirt is indeed bought at the night market," said Djiwa proudly.

"Where's it cool?" Rendi tidied up his boss' expensive shirt and suit that he was going to laundry.

"Yes cool dong. It's the rose that bought it!"

"Continue?"

"Gue hit ya!" threaten Djiwa's.

"It's just getting angry!" gerutu Rendi's.

"Lo ngeselin! This was bought by the rose. Do you know what it means to share in trouble? Roses whose lives are mediocre and have to work hard selling chicken every day want to buy me a t-shirt. Cool it, he wants to share when the money is also not much. That means Roses are really good girls. I did not waste it!" said Djiwa with the spirit of four five.

"Wa, you're so sure. Do you really want to think about the offer Mama Lo first? Lo can turn again the same tablets Melati, you know yourself Melati is now more beautiful and successful. My advice, you think it's okay Mama Lo's offer. Don't let you mrs!" Joints advice at length Djiwa gubris. Djiwa took his butut bag and put in a gift for the Rose.

Djiwa returned to his Supra butut motorbike and returned to the village where the Rose of his heart lover was. It is in the mind of Dswa that his arrival will be greeted by a Rose who smiles warmly at his presence. Especially when Djiwa gives special gifts for Roses, surely the lover of his heart will be happy.

Unfortunately, what Djiwa imagines does not correspond to reality. When he came, the Rose was busy serving the buyers who came. Most of the online taxi brothers who come to buy for themselves rather than buying customer orders. The beauty and beauty of Roses as the Widow of Bohay apparently makes the online motorcycle enthusiasts interested and feel at home for a long time in the shop owned by Roses.

Of course Djiwa did not like the view in front of him. The smile on Djiwa's face was gone, changing into a sour face as his rivals grew more and more.

"Mas, queue! Me first!" reprimand one of the online ojek when Djiwa wants to go to meet the Rose.

"I am his fiancee, Mas," replied Djiwa arrogantly.

"My husband had to queue" ledek ojek online who reprimanded Djiwa. "Don't tell me, Mom. A lot of people have the same rose!"

Djiwa was upset and wanted to invite a fuss ojek online in front of him but still he held it. He did not want to ruin his longing for the Roses to be hateful if their quarrel only made the Roses lose money.

"Roses!" The Spirit calls the rose.

The rose raised its head when its name was called. He saw Djiwa intercepted his steps to get inside. "Mas Djiwa's? Coming, Mas!"

Djiwa smiled mockingly at the online object that prevented her from entering it. "Well, isn't the rose my fiancee?" said Djiwa arrogantly.

"Then anyway? Not that Mr Lurah yes who since yesterday always sent a Rose gift? Do you have anything to be proud of besides a handsome face? If Mr. Lurah is more promising because it is rich and has a position. I think, Roses will prefer Mr. Lurah than Mas," reply online motorcycle taxi do not want to lose.

"Sir Lurah? Who else is it? Another new rival? Forgive me, just a week left rival already a lot!" inner Djiwa.

Hearing someone call the Rose as a prospective wife, Djiwa burned with jealous fire. He turned around and saw a man with a thick mustache wearing a brown uniform. His brain thought quickly and immediately recognized the man in front of him as Mr. Lurah who was said to be the brother of the online ojek.

"Well, the rival is coming!" sindir brother ojek online while glancing towards Djiwa.

Djiwa is now staring at the Rose whose face looks depressed and does not like the arrival of Mr. Lurah. "Waalaikumsalam, sir!" The rose extinguished the fire of his stove and approached Djiwa, as if asking for protection from his fake fiancee who had just returned from out of town.

Mr. Lurah looked cynically at the Djiwa that the Rose approached. "He ... Your fiancee?"

"Yes, I'm his fiancee" replied Djiwa representing the Rose.

Mr. Lurah then saw the appearance of Djiwa from head to toe. "Obsolutely normal. Your fiancee looks cool, has no money. Just winning looks, it was not much different when I was his age," said Mr. Lurah in a condescending tone.

Djiwa was upset to hear himself said kere. Don't just know Mr. Lurah how many companies Djiwa has?!

"Say ...he just came back from out of town, bring me some souvenirs?" sindir Pak Lurah's.

The rose elbowed the waist of the Soul, giving the code that the Soul should help him. Djiwa took out the plastic bag she was carrying. "Sorry, Honey. I just bought a chocolate banana and a little pempek."

"That's all?" Mr. Lurah who asked in a disdainful tone. "Roses, I bring you a bouquet of roses. Beautiful isn't?" Mr. Lurah does not want to lose. He told his aide to bring a bouquet of flowers and give it to the Rose.

Instead of saying thank you to Mr. Lurah, Roses prefer to talk to Djiwa with a smile. "It's okay, Mas. You shouldn't have brought anything. Go home and I'm happy" replied the Rose.

Mr. Lurah felt ignored by the Rose. Roses always refuse to give but instead like to be brought chocolate banana chips and pempek from his fiancee. "You like expensive chocolate, don't you? If you like, I'll send it specially for you."

The rose is now looking at Mr. Lurah with a flat face, gone is a smile on his face. "No need, sir. My fiancee is home now. Thank you so much for your gift all this time."

"You want to reject me again? I will still try to do as I said yesterday. Even though you have a fiancee, I still have a chance. I also deserve the chance to get you. So, as long as you're not married, you're free to approach anyone, aren't you?" Mr. Lurah again threatened the rose.

The soul saw the change in the expression of the Rose. His fake fiancee was no longer fighting back. "Why silence?" ask Djiwa while whispering. "Reply!"

Upset because the Rose is silent, the soul who is emotional does something without her thinking first mature. Challenging Mr. Lurah without a plan. "Father has rights? A rose that has the right to refuse or accept the person she likes times, sir."

Djiwa looked at Mr. Lurah with a threatening look. "Sir, I'll tell you, that's called a threat. Mr. tuh state officials whose job is to serve the people because the salary of the Father is paid by the people. It's not threatening the people who pay your salary!"

"I'm not threatening you! I just asked to be given the same opportunity before the Rose got married. Don't misinterpret you!" reply Mr. Lurah does not want to lose.

Djiwa was getting annoyed with the officials in front of her. "Then your opportunity is no longer there!"

"Why is there no more? Just let the Rose" not finished Mr. Lurah speak, Djiwa has cut his words and made everyone speechless in shock.

"Because we're getting married soon!" djiwa said without thinking.

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