Husband Dreams

Arya and Dance

The Part 16

"Sorry sir, kidding me?" Hearing me speak like that, Mr. Rangga immediately clicked on the small of my head "joking! what kind of a face do I have? How's put?" Slipping one eye. "Sir, why do you suddenly talk like that to me?" I investigated it too. "Will not be with me? Nyesel loh!" In my heart, Halah is the most fun.

"Yes, if you don't want my Ama, if this is not rejected huh?! you're giving me food! You must not have eaten? Bring the food here, we eat together!"

"Yes, sir, I'll call his customer service first."

Not long after the food was served on the balcony of my room. We also enjoyed a bad breakfast together, while Mr. Rangga told about himself who turned out to have a hobby of painting.

"Tyas.. sometime would I like to paint?"

"If the results are good, I'd like to sir."

"Eh.. would you like to be pinned again his head, let it be a pitak? Nyepelein nii girl. fortunately beautiful, if I have not fired it."

"I'm bad, anyway!"

"Handling, this is a child.it's hard to get a joke!"

Finally, Mr. Rangga came out of my room, with the stomach that continues to hold. "Who put, I'm not strong. Go back to my room." That's how he tried to joke. "Sir. What's left? I'm not a debus player, can't I. I eat plates? My grouse.

"Put.. already want to go back to Jakarta? Take care yes, sorry I can't take you to the airport, Clara entered the ICU Put room." Notification of incoming messages to my phone. "Yes, it'll be 3 hours. Take care of health, who is stoic and sincere in living it mas, may Bu Clara be given strength" I reply to a message from mas Erick. "Thank you Put. You're the reason I'm willing to go through all this." Then I did not reply again to the message from Erick's mas.

Preparation of the items I have all sorted out, before reaching my bedroom door. There was a knocking sound heard. "Tyas, Tyas puffed up. "I opened the door, it turns out that the voice belongs to Mr. Rangga. "For a long time anyway open the door, then his. if you eat not most. Your movements will be slow. hehehe" this is a person, if not my boss. I have already smeared his lips. (Snorts themselves)

"Bring you a lot too huh? Hotel stuff don't take it either.."

"Oh my god, sir, I'm sorry. Can you shut up? Noisy tauu!"

"Look Put, said my mom and Erick's Mima. If I keep my mouth shut, my hands will not be able to stay still. Want my hand to tickle you?"

"Oo so sir! Yes already, his mouth is silent, his hand is this. Please help me bring a suitcase huh?hehe.."

"Same-boss. This is my boss you loh. Good thing you are beautiful, unfortunately do not want to be a girlfriend! If I was a wife, would I want a put?" While Mr. Rangga laughed cheerfully.

"What the hell, Mr. Rangga, is weird."

During the trip, there was something discussed by Mr. Rangga, and we laughed out loud because his language was funny.

"Sir Rangga, will Sesil sit next to the father? Ask Ms. Sesil. "Why is Sil?, don't you want to sit in your own place? Mr. Rangga was surprised by the request of his secretary who always dressed in mini and dressed the menor. "Something will sit next to you, because someone wants to talk to you sir, all of you want to feel sitting next to the window.." the reason is in a style that is spoiled. "Okay" replied Rangga, briefly!

The plane had penetrated the clouds of Singapore to the plain of Cengkareng, during the trip, Bu Sesil seemed to be struggling with Pak Rangga. Because I was sitting right behind his chair. Ms Sesil was like on a cloud, with her attitude to Mr. Rangga, Mr. Rangga was just silent and put on a headset.

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"Tyas.. I'm hungry, looks like I was, you brought supplies huh? Make me can?" Before I did, Mr. Rangga immediately took my lunch box and ate it.

"Sir, I haven't. "this is a person, it's really messed up. No more what stock his brother mas Erick more suitable temporary replacement?

"Tyas. lunch together yes, I laper again nih.. have lived your work first." And immediately Mr. Rangga took my hand outside the work room. "Sir.. Where are you going? Sesil come along?" Before it was allowed, Ms. Sesil went straight to us.

In a Japanese restaurant

"Sir.. Sesil wants to eat sushi"

"Kenyang Sil's? eat that?"

"Father sir. hehe"

"Yes... What do you want to eat?"

"What yes sir? Same with the father, but the mature one is sir!"

"Totally this..samein Ama me? Many tablets.."

"That's it, too, sir.hadeuh"

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Mr. Rangga is indeed a humorous figure, working with him does make me always laugh, until my stomach ache.

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"Assalamualaikum Puti.. how about our plan that will be referred to?" The message is visible on my phone screen. "Loh mas.. What plan? I replied sending a message to Andri. "You have an answer about the intention to refer, right Put? For the sake of the children Put, pity they can not enjoy their days with me and you" I just read, and laugh at the content of the message.

Before long, the incoming call from my phone was heard, and there was the name of Andri mas on my mobile phone screen, than I was always asked by Andri mas, I better give the answer now!

"Assalamualaikum mas, why yes?"

"Waalaikumsalam Put, how. At a hotel restaurant?"

"Sorry, you don't need to be there, I can just answer right now?!"

"Loh, don't put.all of us candle light dinner, after you give your answer"

"No need for my answer, I'm sorry, I can't refer to you."

"Put. You are now left married to that fucking Erick, why are you still a widow. while there is me who still wants to accept you! Conscious Put!"

"Sorry, the three of me can also be happy, even though I am only a widow. I'm ready and still able to finance and make the kids happy"

"Broast you Put, you think.I am a widower who does not do what? I'll prove, I can still get a much prettier one and definitely still a Put girl, just look!"

Immediately I turned off the call and cried.

"Loh.. first love her bude kok nangis? Don't you give me sweets, same bude?"

"Eh sir. I'm sorry(grab my tears off my eyes) Bude who sir?

"Bude aka bule Depok, already Put, don't think Erick aja, later Nicholas Saputra this poetry writing loh.

"meaning sir? You're weird!"

"I! The one in front of you? The rangga? You understand, right? Come on dong Put, less picnic this kid!"

"Hah (sighing violently) no sir, I no longer think about Erick, my ex-husband who called and asked for a referral, but. I do not want to"

"Cakep, that dong. dump the former in its place. Good girl HAHAHAHAHA"

"Ga sir, there's tomorrow morning at 9"

"To my painting workshop aja yuk, want ga? But. I first ya out, you're followed."

"Why sir?"

"There's Miss Betty boop!"

Who else is Betty Boop? Does anyone know Mak?

Arriving in the car, Mr. Rangga and I went to his workshop in the number of beautiful huts.

Arriving, I saw his works are very artistic, there is one of his work Pak Rangga is a painting of a woman who is holding a child. I looked at the painting.

"That's my wife and my son, whether still, or my status and he's divorced, he's gone nowhere"

"Beautiful mas, like artist Nia Ramodhoni"

"Haha... Now you know, what kind of type am I?

"Tyas.. I painted you?"

"Can sir. But long ago, huh about?"

"In a moment, not long. if for a face like you are ordinary! It won't take long. hehe"

"Yes sir, understand me... Huh!"

After 3 hours, the watercolor that has been swept onto the canvas has made this unity of my face painted. "Father is talented!"

Before long, Mr. Rangga tried to call someone.

"Mas bro.. look, whose painting is this?"

"Putes.. Puti is with you Rang?"

"Yes, man, pretty, right? You are safe again the condition of the office, I invite him to my workshop. How are you, Lo?

"Well bro, Lo kanya very familiar with Puti?"

"Name one room bro. Over time, that's how Bro!"

"Oo.. enjoy it y'all already, I want to eat.Suddenly I laper !" Tuttts..

"Hahaha.mas you are jealous, Tyas, surely later I will be asked all-out questions as you!"

"Sir, why use it on the phone anyway?" While I pinched his arm.

The day I was waiting for arrived, where I could meet my children, when I got there, it turned out that Andri's car was parked on the shoulder of the road in front of my father's house. Hopefully he doesn't discuss any more about his desire for a referral.

"Assalamualaikum. hug mother first yes son, just playing again with the father" after I kissed my two children, I went straight into the house, regardless of the presence of Andri mas.

Shortly after, Lia and Fano entered the house. And told him that his father had important business, so he could not take their walk.

"Lia and Fano are going to the game? Same with mom, right?"

"You're Ma'am. horeee"

Hopefully it is true that you have important business..

Once we got there, Fano and Lia immediately boarded the rides they wanted to go to, when they were satisfied playing, they were starving and we went to a restaurant.

"Mr? Ma.. that's the father? Same with Mom."

"Lad, we eat first. Maybe your coworkers, don't bother first, son. We better eat first" while I stroke the shoots of both of their heads.

After we finished eating, I actually wanted to get out of the restaurant, but.. Lia went straight to the table where Andri was.

Before long, Lia cried into my arms.

"Huhuhu.. mother, why don't you recognize me Mom?"

"What are you talking about, son?"

"You who? Don't tell me my son! I'm still alone, keep going.. Lia expelled ma'am."

"Well, I'll talk to you later, son." I rubbed his back so that his crying would subside.

Shortly after, Fano's turn to his father's desk, from a distance I vaguely heard Fano say "evil father, do not need to see me again brother! Watch out!" I smiled too, My little Fano is already able to defend his older brother.

Tomorrow doesn't feel like it's a working day anymore, actually I want to resign, focus with my children and start a small business. For the business of buying a house, my savings was not too enough. It took me 3-4 years to get started.

"Fano, sister Lia, mother went to work first, son. Said Grandma and Grandpa. Bun I left first.. Puti departs yes. "I also hug my children and Salim to my parents.

"Innalilahi wa Inna ilaihi Raji. Bro, I'm so sorry, that's patient bro. I'll be the next Tyas.yes, Puti." Mr. Rangga's phone was directly inserted into his pants pocket.

"Tyas, Clara died today. You come with me later to the funeral home."

"Innalilahi wa Inna ilaihi Raji. Well sir" my tears fell. Hearing all that, may his pain all this time as the evildoer of his sins in the world.

I sent a message of condolence to Erick. "I am so sorry for the passing of Ms. Clara. May the house be received by His side and the steadfast one who is the mas."

After news, that his body had arrived at the funeral home. I, Ms. Sesil, and a number of the directors have been sent to her funeral home.

Seen there, I saw his mama Bu Clara was very hit, saw his big family was strengthening him. Mas Erick who I saw rigidly, always hugged his mima tightly. Who was also devastated by the departure of his son-in-law.

After the release of the body to his last home, we also changed goodbye to Erick mas and his extended family. Looked wistfully on the face of Erick, I Salami and say goodbye, without any words coming out of these lips.

For 15 days, Erick hasn't shown himself in the office. And during that time, Erick only once sent a message, the contents also discuss his heartache and memories during caring for Bu Clara.

Have the seeds of love blossomed in Erick's heart?

Am I a selfish woman?

"Tyas.. Just marry me? Rangga Satya Brahmana"