Dowager Bohay

Answer Everything Honestly

"Never, dear. I've never pretended to love you, make sure of that. Only you are able to make Mas want to marry a woman, all this time Mas just messing around. You're the only woman I want to marry and protect. Please believe the same." The eyes of the Soul now look at the eyes of the Rose. There is honesty in it that Roses catch, but because it is often fooled by Roses so think twice.

"Then Passing? Doesn't he want to marry me too? Wasn't she Mas's lover all this time?" Roses no longer hide their jealousy. He felt inferior when compared to Melati. He feels defeated. Djiwa's answer will determine his decision later.

"Melati was Mas's former lover. To be honest, Mas used to love Melati a lot but both of our parents were business rivals. Papa disagrees and asks Mas to break up. Melati also does not want to break up. Melati then wants to prove to Papa that he is the ideal son-in-law candidate,"

"Died and then started to change. It becomes more ambitious. All the ways he did to smooth his way. We were still dating back then. Until one day Mas accidentally met Melati who was about to check in with one of his business partners and the next day he won the tender. Proudly Melati showed it to Mas. At that time, Mas's trust in Melati was lost, as well as Mas's feelings of love,"

"Mas finally broke off our love affair. Melati thought because Papa disagreed when in fact we broke up because Melati betrayed our love. Melati is getting crazy in the business world. Seeing the successful Melati, now Papa wants to set us back. Of course, he refused it. They already have you, darling. I don't want another woman. You're the only one." The soul gently wiped away the tears of the Rose.

"lik! A liar like Mas, once lying will continue to lie!" ketus Roses.

"No, Honey. Liar like Mas, once said no then Mas's decision still not. Do you remember when the permit stayed? Not when I went to Lampung. At that time Papa and Mama apparently reunited Mas with Melati. Mas refused Melati but he did not give up easily. Mas then your permission for the meeting. It was dinner at Melati's house."

The eyes of the Rose were shocked. "Did you lie to me again after we got married?"

"It's not so, honey. Just calm down and listen to the story." The rose restrained her anger and went back to listening to the words of the Soul.

"Delay is not a typical person who will give up easily. It used to be broken up is still a reciprocal effort. At her house, Melati teases Mas. Of course, he rejected his temptation. No one can tempt Mas but you, the Rose of the Bohay."

The rose throws its lips. His heart was upset but Djiwa still had time to tease him. "But I tasted a little, didn't I?" rose Syndir.

"Not Mas who tasted, but Melati," answered honestly Djiwa.

The eyes of the Rose swerved, as he was ready to anger Djiwa back to muffle his anger. "Don't get angry first. They reject him. I just want to be honest with you without anyone covering up again. Mas continued the story yes, Melati then angry and slandering Mas. He said that Mas had abused him, of course that was not true. The truth is that Mas was being harassed. Just like today, they were even willing to report Mas to the police. I'm not afraid because I'm sure I'm on the right side. Melati became even more angry and she followed Mas."

The Rose's heart was still upset. Now not only angry, upset, disappointed but also jealous. All the feelings in her made Rose nauseous and wanted to vomit. Roses ran out of the room and took out the food they ate.

"Why you, honey? Sick? Going to the doctor?" Djiwa patted the Rose's back.

The rose shook its head. He took water and cleaned his vomit. "Yes. It hurts you, Mom!"

The rose went back into the room. Take a tissue and wipe his lips. There was a feeling of relief after spewing out his stomach contents.

"No need!" said Rose with ketus. I don't know why the Roses want to be angry at Djiwa. Still, the Rose took the warm water that Djiwa gave with a feeling of coxiness in the heart.

"Do you want me to buy you some nausea medication?" ask Djiwa again not discouraged. "I'll have Rendi buy it."

The eyes of the Rose looked back at the Soul sharply. Joints. Yes, Roses are curious half-dead who Rendi is. "No need, just answer my question. Who exactly is Rendi?"

Djiwa put the glass of the Rose and now sits beside the Rose. "The joint is my personal assistant. He's a right-hand man, my confidant. If it were me, you would know who I am? I noticed you didn't ask me much. You've already found out huh? Know where?"

The rose snorted annoyedly. "From the high school boy who used to eat at the stall. They carry magazines that contain your face. I'll find out for myself and find out who Angkasa Djiwa is."

Djiwa. "Once again sorry, dear. I plan to tell you when the time is right. It's just that there are a lot of problems that we have to face. Jamal's problem, the tender that Papa targeted for me because he did not want to be betrothed by Melati and also I want your shop to go forward with your own efforts. I'm just giving you a little idea, all you're working on."

The Rose's heart began to melt hearing Djiwa's answer. "Mas want my stall to go forward? Was I wrong too angry and hard on Mas Djiwa. The problem is a lot, do I add more problems for him? One more thing, Mas Djiwa discussed about the tender continues. What is tender?" inner Rose.

"Darling! How daydreaming?" The soul wafts the Rose. "You want to ask me more about me? I will answer everything honestly. There's nothing more I'm hiding."

The rose breathed a heavy sigh. The question he asked, of course, he knew the answer. Roses have been browsing on the internet, but he still wants to hear the honest answer from Djiwa.

"Mas, who are the parents who came to our wedding? Surely it's not your parents, is it?" ask Roses.

Djiwa smiled widely. Djiwa scratched his head though not itchy. "That ... they are ... his parents are Rendi."

The rose again breathed a heavy sigh. "Aren't you an outsider?" Rose remembered the actor who owned the shop yesterday whose acting was stiff.

"No! They are really Rendi's parents. I consider them my own parents. They nag when I ask for help, but they still want to help. They say I'd rather get married than live as freely as I always do." Djiwa is telling the truth.

The rose is now looking at the soul. Important and painful questions will be asked now. "Then what about my parents? Do they know our marriage?"

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