I'M BETWEEN YOU AND HIM

SUDDENLY LOVE CAME TO ME

The rainy season made me reduce the order because more losses than fortunately. But it's okay. The name of the business, must be ready for profit also loss.

"Today we're just going back to capital, bang!" hana said with a manyun lips busy with a calculator and a stack of thousands of banknotes.

"Alhamdulillah... Still mending khan rather than ga back capital. Yeah, how about it again, Han! This is how the fate of traders in the rainy season like this. Moreover, the ice maker tuh...who would also want to buy ice after this cold rain!" I try to give spirit to Hana, her sister Mul who is everyday as my assistant chicken sempol business. Hana only takes care of my contracted trades. Take care of my house and clothes too.

"Hana thinks you're after the target! These weeks brother makes sempol until the time. Buy again the face of the brother who bent tuh..bete really kayanye, bang!"

"Hahahaha.. time to make your own smile so, tar is considered unhealthy again!"

"That, bang Mul... watch tv smile, eat smile, want to shower also smile.kaga obviously so!"

"That's because Mul is in love again, Han! That's why it's like that!"

"Kalo brother? Another breakup?"

I just smiled bitterly at Hana's babbling. There is a point as well. I did deliberately make a rush to be able to live my life in the future by slowly forgetting my sad love story.

"Abang.... If you want to find another wife, Hana wants to be Dika's brother's wife!" I'm flabbergasted.

"Husss.. Speaking of what you are, Han! Don't say that ah, goosebumps know! Udah, already, try to check again the ingredients that have begun to thin out. Let's just say a little less, I can go straight to the market, shop."

"Abang emang da niatan mating again that?" Hana innocently leaned on me a tickling question.

Who said it, Hana! I want to marry again, marry again. Someone is accompanying. Taking care of me, everything I need. Like old times. I don't know when or with whom I don't know. I'm normal. It takes love and warmth. Need a place to give love. Especially when this is the case. The rain fell making the cold all over the body to the recesses of the heart.

"Who's Dika?"

"Yes??" I was shocked to hear Hana's voice again. Hana laughs. This boy, dare to play me.

"How old are you, Hana?"

"Two more months 20 years, bang!"

"Oh Allah..still smell!"

"Who does the smell of Kencur say? Said grandma, Hana ude pantes married. Grandma said too, bang dika good man."

"Hahahaha.your grandmother is too kind to judge me. If I'm good, how could my wife ask me for a divorce."

"That's because his soul mate is done. That's what grandma said too, bang!"

"Listen to Hana! If I had been married young, my son would be your age. And you deserve to be my son, okay? Ah ah, it's not good ah! Males..."

"Abang Dika likes the same mature, huh?"

"Haha.. Hannah! If Mul denger you say that to me, Mul may hate me. I'm told you the godain is only 20 years old. Buy again if people or neighbors are horrified, it could be cheap gossip! Don't talk about it anymore! If you dongga' tar brother Dika is angry!"

"Sorry bang! Hana khan is just talking about what it is!"

"Haha....Hannah, Hana! Already! Suppose you never talked about it. Bang Dika loves you very much. Same Ida, same Yani, Noble also Ibam. Sweetheart like my own baby. So if Hana needs anything, just talk to brother. God willing if you can help, brother help. Okay?"

Hana. Smiling embarrassed by himself. I just laughed at his behavior. This kid seems to be in puberty. Looks too late for his age which will be 20 years. I smiled at him again.

Yep. I've considered them my own family. They are all like sisters to me. Their sorrow is my sorrow. Their happiness is also my happiness.

I really need love and affection. Everything they have given me, their sincerity and kindness, is enough for me. For the special love in the corner of my heart, let me wait for my wounds to dry. I could do nothing but always pray for my happiness.

These weeks seem to be the peak of the rainy season. The intensity continues until Jakarta almost drowned even in every corner though.

I also temporarily put my effort aside. But still, my contract is full of young people from morning to night. Sometimes uncomfortable but enough to warm the mood. I want to drive but I can't bear it. Besides my contract is a bit more sturdy and high so it can be a temporary refuge for those whose homes are flooded. Even his grandmother Mul and his sisters had 2 days to stay here because his house was also entering water.

Yep. Love is universal. Not only specific to two human couples who are drunk with romance. But love and love of fellow human beings, help each other and have a sense of brotherhood also use love from the heart. I feel that now.

Alhamdulillahot... Difficult times are passing and improving. The almost non-stop rain was also getting bored and the sun was timidly revealing the trunk of his nose.

I returned to trade on the Red Bridge in front of the parking lot of Akung boss screen printing shop. Starting again trying to collect my money coffers because soon I will have time to give my child the obligation just my way. Either it seems like only half of the months ago I was able to give it to the Orange. Hhh....

A corolla altis sedan stopped right in front of my cart. A woman dressed in white with a long cream-colored span skirt wears a blazer in the same fashion as her sponge skirt.

The woman looked at me. I can only smile grimacingly. Rosa, my colleague who is also a college alma mater, is pursuing strata two with me.

I laughed at his scolding. So miss the old days.

"Come with! Close your trade first. Here, change your clothes in the public restroom! I have a mandate from Mr. Anjar, to bring you life or death."

"Wowuh??? This kidnapping!" I answered with a joke.

"Splash! Don't wear it long! Because we have to get to Rancamaya!" rosa's orders confused me. His eyes grew back to see me who was in a daze.

I had to obey his orders. Change my clothes with the clothes in the bagpaper.

I talked to Jabrik and Mul for a while. Tells that the cemeteries on the wagon are divided only. And I also told you that I'm coming home late today because there's an appointment. Mul and Japri were amazed to see my clothes. Stelan shirt complete with a suit makes me look different in their eyes.

"Bang, crazy looks you, bang! Anjiyrr! Director's cake at felm!" mul said with busy hands patting my shoulders. I just smiled a little. In a hurry to not explain.

We drove from Jakarta via toll road to Rancamaya Bogor.

"Tell me first napa Ros, let me not be nervous! Crazy, I have absolutely no preparation to meet Mr. Anjar!" my grunts forgot until my Betawiku dialect caught Mul out.

"Who told you to say my words the other day!" the answer is no less firm. I also smiled embarrassedly.

Rosa thrusting a shoe. It's new and it's my leg number. I smiled, thanked him and changed my shabby-looking leather sandals.

We were partners in the company. Sometimes enemies also to propose ideas for the progress of the company for just a raise or position. That's my relationship with Rosa.

"By the way, how are you doing now? Better then?" he asked after a long time we were silent to enjoy the trip.

"This is how, as you can see, Ros!"

"Heard you got divorced? Right?"

"Well...! I never thought it turned out that even though I was now like this, it turned out that my news was quite popular out there!"

"I know from Cecil! Hey, didn't you come to the wedding ceremony, brother? Cecil's only been married for 2 months."

"Hehehehe....! You know for yourself, I lost contact with everyone. This is how people get wasted!"

"That's because of your own self-destructive attitude, Sister! You're basically a good person. It's just..yaa..sometimes that's it too! Hahahaha..maybe because you're late for puberty, so you're missteps!"

"Hahahaha.geez! My fate was laughed at by the wife of a batik businessman! Yeah, maybe!"

"Then be the same age! And think of life as a chess piece. If you lose, reassemble everything from the beginning, fight again, take the lessons of defeat and then step into a winner!That's a real fighter! Not that you're backing out of the real world." I nodded confirming Rosa's words with a faint smile.

I know it's Rosa! And I'm not a confident person. Even since I was small and grown up. I used to look brave and brave because there was Ranti beside me. Who always standby with his motivation and prayers for my success. And now I realize that after Ranti passed, I left the proud with all my success and hard work. Which in fact all I got was also Ranti's blessing completely. Hhhh.... Regret always comes last.

"Why don't you take Ranti's heart again, sister? I think Ranti is also still waiting for you to start getting closer. Usually women are shy and prestige to start first."

"I don't think I've had any hope, Ros!"

"Hadeeeuh, again this parent was discouraged before starting!" Rosa is dying for me again. He breathed a disappointed breath making me laugh.

"Last month a young man came to see me asking for permission to apply for Ranti. He said Ranti asked him to see me!"

"Waaah, what a pesky fate, old man! You are like you have fallen, hit by a ladder, fell too!"

"Sink anyway!"

Rosa and I laughed. Laughing at my terrible fate. Miris. I feel like I'm immune to my face and ears. Can't be angry unless you laugh and say yes. Because that's the truth.

Rancamaya greeted us with a drizzling rain.

"What is Anjar in Rancamaya? Isn't his house in Serpong?"

"Diagn.... Entrepreneurs if again most of the money likes dizziness! Find busy to spend the money!... He played golf with some of his colleagues!" rosa said jokingly. And I laughed in agreeing.

My heart trembled enough considering this would be our meeting after my destruction. I really don't face him. The president director of my company was so good and always gave me a chance to move one step ahead of other colleagues including Rosa. Even before Rosa was envious, angry and away from me because my charisma was more charming Mr. Anjar than him. Hhh... That was, in my heyday.

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