JIWO PROMISE

News From Lukman

Jiwo again read the message Lukman had just sent him.

His friend at STM reported that he was in Aceh.

It is not the news of Lukman's existence in Aceh that makes Jiwo stunned at this time. But the news that Lukman told that made his heart warm, as well as pain and he did not want to admit it that.

Lukman said that he was in Aceh accompanying his in-laws who wanted to see his sister-in-law who had just been born.

Lukman himself is enjoying his new bridal years because he just got married a month ago with SMEA girl in his girlfriend, Astuti.

And during the night walks with his brother-in-law, Lukman accidentally met with Witri and her husband who was also looking for dinner.

The flashback

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Lukman, who was waiting for a message from his wife by circulating his gaze around him, suddenly stuck his gaze on a pair of people who had just entered the place to eat.

Lukman immediately recognized his female figure as Witri although it has been a little more glowing now.

But the existence of the girl in Aceh, of course, makes her doubtful.

Why is that girl here?

Who is he the same?

Probably just like his girlfriend Jiwo.

There are seven similar people in the world.

Luckily, the two people who were pulling his attention were sitting at a table located right next to his desk.

As soon as the two sit down, Lukman immediately pairs sharp ears in order to want to eavesdrop on the conversation of the two.

"What do you want to eat?" ask the man.

Ck, speak Indonesian...

"I want to ngrasakke (i want to feel) Aceh noodles in the area of origin." replied the woman.

Lukman hurried to look at Witri.

That's Witri's voice!

Lukman remembers.

"Fried or broiled?" ask the man.

"Fruit."

"Mas Hari pesen liyane ya..aku want melu ngicipi (Mas Hari other pesen yes.i want to join ngicipin)." said the woman in a relaxed but persuasive tone.

Oooo.the name is Hari.

"Washtack. Liyane noodles? (other noodles?)" tanya Hari with a carefree face that never sagged.

"Sak karepmu's. Sing essential liyane mi Aceh. (As far as you. The important thing is besides Aceh mi.)" answered the woman casually.

"I pesen sate ripe wae (aja)" said Hari who was greeted by the nagging of Witri's forehead.

"Jenenge (his name) satay ripe? Matang mateng means?" witri asked half a whisper.

"Remature ki genie grill. Satene asale seko Matang, Bieureun area (Mature is the name of the place.Satenya comes from Matang, Bieurein area)." said Hari explained.

Witri rounded his mouth to form the letter O sign of understanding.

Unable to bear it, without a warning Lukman approached the table next to his table.

"Nyuwun...What is Witri? (I'm sorry...Ma'am Witri huh?)" lukman asked as he stared alternately at the two people who were directly looking at him with a watchful face.

"Excellence (yes)." replied Witri still with a frowning forehead. It seems like trying to remember.

"Lukmann...STM's son. his girlfriend Astuti, your junior sister at SMEA." said Lukman trying to help Witri remember.

Lukman wanted to call Jiwo. But he kept the feelings of the man who was with Witri. Who knows it was her husband.

Upon hearing the word STM, Witri immediately remembered who Lukman was. His best friend Jiwo who always accompany Jiwo when going to school.

His heart rippled and he subconsciously glanced anxiously towards Hari.

"Oh.iya...Astuti's girlfriend who likes to wait in front of the gate." said Witri with a cheerful tone.

"Kok Kowe press kene ki in order ngopo? (so you got here in order to what?)' ask Lukman in a relaxed style. He throws a smile at Hari who also smiles at him.

"Melu bojoku is! Dines neng kene.(with my husband. Service here)." replied Witri while staring at Hari with pleasure.

"Known...Iki Mas Hari, my husband. Man, kenike..Iki Lukman.(now Mas Hari, my husband. Mas, knowin.ini Lukman.)" said Witri while touching the arm of Hari who immediately stood up while extending his hand to shake hands.

"Dines neng ndi, Mas?( where's the office, Mas?)" lukman asked leisurely but politely.

"Kodam." replied Hari with a smile.

"Weiihh...Pak army turned out.." seloroh Lukman while glancing half surprised.

Hari and Witri just chuckled.

"Have you been here a long time?" asked Lukman who was finally invited by Hari to join his desk with his brother-in-law.

"Yet. It hasn't been three weeks, Jeng?" tanya Hari while looking at Witri.

"His marriage is long?" ask Lukman later. He was currently remembering Jiwo.

How are the friends he has not seen for years? Does Jiwo know that Witri is married?

Then Jiwo is in contact with who now if the Citrine is taken by gini people?

"not yet. There hasn't been a month. We were two days after the wedding immediately ran away here." replied Hari while chuckling.

"Waaah..manten new (new bride) also nih.." exclaimed Lukman while chuckling.

The day is only mangosteen to justify Lukman's speech.

And that night's accidental meeting was filled with endless chatter of Hari and Lukman. Witri and Lukman's brother-in-law only occasionally chimed in.

Flashback off

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"I thought you'd marry Witri, Wo. Apparently not." said Lukman who then made a phone call on Jiwo.

Jiwo grimaced sadly.

I want to, too, man...

"We are not a match, Man." replied Jiwo diplomatically. Stay copy paste speech of the broken heart generation before - but the taste in the heart is different levels of taste.

"I'm glad I didn't mention your name, Wo. She was afraid that her husband would not like it." Lukman said again.

Jiwo breathed his breath sadly.

Even just his name can now be a threat to Witri's happiness.

"Yes. Don'tdon't. Pity Witri if later her husband does not like" Jiwo said confirming Lukman's attitude.

"Aren't you papa, Woo?" lukman asked in a concerned and worried tone.

"No. Why me?" ask Jiwo sok relaxed.

I'm crumbling, Man. I wanted to die when Witri wanted to get married.

"Maybe you're not papa. You've loved him for almost your entire life" Lukman said, unknowingly denying his own questions.

Jiwo could not say anything to refute Lukman's words.

"Unfortunately I didn't dare ask for Witri's phone number, Wo. I'm not good with her husband. Her husband is in love with Witri. Know for yourself that men are too in love with girls are usually overprotective and sometimes jealous. I'm afraid her husband will be jealous if I just ask for her number." Lukman explained at length.

Yes, Jiwo understands.

It's okay not to have Witri's contact number. The important thing is that he knows Witri is in good shape and is loved properly.

"No papa. Why do I have Witri's moner now? Cook me to talk to somebody's wife?" jiwo said trying to answer sanely.

"Yes too. But I'm concerned about you, Wo." Lukman said sympathetically.

"I'm not worried, Man. I'm not as sad as I used to be" Jiwo said with a reassuring chuckle.

Lukman sneered for a moment.

The temples are fine it is tiring, Bro...honestly why the hell is the same me? Your heart is badly hurt, right?

"When did you go back to Java? I want to see you." asked Lukman later, after Jiwo did not speak.

After graduating from school, they met.

Every time Jiwo takes a vacation, Lukman must always be out of town for work.

Lukman worked at a large contracting company, at the invitation of his older brother.

"Goddess. I'll be home later, you'll be out of town." Jiwo picked up in annoyance.

"Eat him now I'm asking you so I can set my schedule. You are in the habit of going home with impromptu love. Wrong yourself." sergeant Lukman slightly raised.

"In the middle of next month I get a leave of absence" Jiwo said before Lukman got longer.

"What's the third week? The date is clear, Nye*t!" lukman is getting angry.

Jiwo grimacing keki. The habit of calling him 'nye*t' is not cross-crossing people.

"The second week until the end of my month in Java" Jiwo said later.

"OK. I set the schedule on those dates. Even if it's just a day, we'll have to spend time meeting. We're making an impromptu reunion tomorrow. Which can be docked, we ask to be docked." said Lukman in his bossy tone.

Could too...Must be fun to meet the school era...

Unknowingly a small smile rose on Jiwo's lips.

"OK. Deal. We'll see you next month" Jiwo said cheerfully.

"Yes already. I hung up on him. My wife has been waving around asking to be stroked" Lukman said, giggling to himself.

"Ashim!"

"Malem-male gini bobbing together while stroking or in a nice caress you know,Wo" said Lukman deliberately meredek Jiwo.

"Louweh! (Grow!)" exclaimed Jiwo in an annoyed tone. Lukman.

"Bye, single ngenes left by rabbis (married)." cried Lukman before hanging up his phone.

"Damn!" umpat Jiwo while staring at the emotions on his phone as if Lukman would be able to see his frustration.

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