Dowager Bohay

The Soul Does Not Give Up

Rendi came the next day to pick Djiwa home. Seems Djiwa is in a bad mood. Djiwa is not allowed to go home before they have lunch together. Rendi patiently waited for her boss to be lectured by her parents at length.

"Papa will, you open your heart again to Melati. Learn to love him back. Papa knows, you're still hurting because Papa separated the two of you. Papa is aware of the mistakes Papa made in the past and Papa wants to make up for it. Putting you back is one way Papa can prove how sorry Papa is. Look at Papa's good intentions." Papa put on a sincere face, Djiwa of course can distinguish between sincere and cheap acting.

"I'm not hurt by Papa. Even I'm thankful that I broke up with Melati. Papa doesn't have to feel bad. Precisely if Papa match me with Melati, I'm the one who became bad. Pa, I don't love Melati anymore. Free Papa forced this matchmaking. Unless Papa doesn't want me to be happy" said Djiwa, staring intently at Papa.

"The soul! There is no parent who does not want their child to be happy!" Papa looks emotional and his tone goes up.

"Then let Djiwa choose his own life partner!" Djiwa remained stubborn with her stance.

"Papa will allow, if the partner you choose is better than Melati and the candidate that Papa proposed so far. Can you?" challenge Papa.

"Better in what first? If treasure, Djiwa blush. If the heart and attitude, Djiwa sure will win," replied Djiwa.

Papa looked at Djiwa closely. "From your words, you seem to have found a partner? Wh who? What businessman's family?"

Djiwa is upset again. In the eyes of Papa always a suitable partner for him is the child of the businessman or the child of a respected person chosen. How did the rose win?

"Whoever the person is, he must be the one who Djiwa chose to conceive the son of Djiwa, the future grandson of Papa. The soul goes home first. Assalamualaikum!" The soul extended its hand to salim.

Papa looked at Djiwa in surprise. During this time Djiwa rarely kissed his hand. Why did the soul suddenly change? Though somewhat suspicious, Papa gave her hand.

Djiwa then salim with Mama who is like Papa, looking at Djiwa in wonder. Before Djiwa left the house, Papa stopped his steps.

"Don't forget dinner at Melati's house! Don't disappoint Papa this time!" papa's orders are indisputable.

Djiwa breathed out violently and left the luxurious house owned by her parents. Rendi opened the car door for Djiwa and said nothing. Rendi knew that Djiwa was very emotional.

Rendi drove Djiwa to her apartment. Djiwa swapped his expensive shirt for a simple t-shirt and wore that jacket. Djiwa came out of the room with makeup like she left yesterday. Rose believed in Djiwa too much to ask what the work of the Soul really is. Good thing, Djiwa does prefer a typical wife who is like a Rose, not easily suspicious as when he was with Melati first.

"You want to go home, Wa?" ask Rendi when Djiwa comes out of the room.

"Yes. I weigh the same as the rose. Do you know who is fooled by me? Why are you just here?" Djiwa took the cold mineral water from the fridge and gulped it down.

"Sorry, Boss. The big boss asked me to shut up. The boss knows for himself that the big boss always threatens to fire me if I don't comply." Rendi looked down afraid of Djiwa.

"That's it. Next time be honest. I'm still going home. Dinner at Melati's house will also be attended. All because the rose I don't know yet. Forced. Engagement, I must have refused. I'm just stalling. What is the Rose Research?" ask Djiwa.

"Still investigated. Strange case because a lot of it is hidden. Boss, how's Aksa? Want to be baled because it's boss?" ask Rendi.

"Later. Let him feel like winning first. The Rose problem remains you investigate to the root! I'll go back!" Djiwa walks out of the apartment followed by Rendi.

Djiwa got on the bike and Rendi followed from behind with his motorbike. He ensures the safety of Djiwa to the shophouse. After making sure that Djiwa is safe, Rendi went home.

Djiwa parked her butut motorbike in front of a crowded shophouse. Sure enough, if he was not around, the gentile men would come and tempt the Rose.

"Yeah ..His husband is home. Not exciting anymore!" said the royals.

"When again the exclaims to talk to the Rose," said the fathers of hair drizzle.

"Calm down, gentlemen. If you only talk to roses, you can. Remember, gotta order some food in here, okay?" Djiwa walked over to the Rose and kissed her forehead in front of all the Rose fans.

The soul was immediately cheered on by the Rose fans. "Yes .. show off again. Make some mupeng!" black young man.

"How have you been? Kangen sama bini, if not ventilated later kangennya become acne stone how?" ledek.

Djiwa is cheered on by Rose fans. The soul no longer sees them. True as the Roses say, they are not insolent and are still in their fair stages. They were guarding the Roses while the Souls were gone.

"Didn't you know about the pesen yet? Look out for hanging out but not messaging!" threaten Djiwa's.

"Udah. The rose-covered chicken always makes us miss. The rose never changed to get married" said the grizzled fathers.

"You know about the problem of gepega. The rose is indeed Yahud!" Djiwa sat down and joined the Rose fans. He felt he had to get closer to the rivals he would embrace to be his friend later. "Have you tried the new menu yet? How's it feel?"

"Udah. It tastes good and unique. So it seems more modern," replied the young man in black.

"What else do you want to eat on the menu? You guys will like to hang out at the Rose stall, sometimes even coffee. What kind of menu do you want when you're copying that?" ask Djiwa. He apparently is making research for the progress of the Rose business.

"What yes? Usually outages. Honestly, we're here for entertainment. Sometimes you have eaten at home and are still full if the order of the chicken is using rice," said the gentlemen with hair drizzle.

Djiwa nodded at the advice he received. All he noted and he will consider later. "If there is a big screen so you can watch with the ball broadcast how?" ask Djiwa.

"Boleh tuh! We can watch together while betting the ball. The fried banana snack is also delicious," said the father-father.

The rose noticed how Djiwa approached his fans. The soul is no longer as emotional as it once was. Djiwa occasionally recorded what the Rose fans asked for. Rose smiled at the workings of Djiwa to advance his business.

"Mas, want some coffee?" ask her husband for a rose.

"Wear the milk!" djiwa Goda.

Back the Rose fans cheered him. "Terrible horribly dih!"

"Exhibit!"

The soul laughed when he heard it. He really enjoys living a simple life like this.

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