
Two days passed already, Dika's workshop was already running like before, although customers still have a lot of loneliness at least with the opening of his workshop again Dika makes some of his customers once again feel there is a right place for all complaints motorbike
While Dika is only focused on the motorcycle workshop, as long as he is still working alone he cannot receive car service except for light things
" The Assalamungalaikum mas Dik....!!!" exclaimed a tall man about 60 years old came with enthusiasm
The man was guiding his duck bike
" Mister Mamat...How are you...??? the motor is in the wind again...!!!" reply Dika with a smile haru, this Mamat sir is a loyal customer Dika, almost every day he comes to the workshop because his old motorcycle has problems
" Dik mas dik..kuman I just want to go to the Dika mas workshop. while in check this is my motorbike to take off longing mas..." reply mr. Mamat while joking about showing off his toothless tooth
" Hahahaaa this Mr. Mamat.. come here sir let me check.." reply Dika reply joked his loyal customers.
Melisa came out with black coffee, she knew that there were guests coming to the workshop,
Dika always taught her if there are guests should be made coffee so that they feel familiar and comfortable,
Marketing tricks are different from others
" The coffee sir." Melisa said to Mamat sir.
" Lhooo pretty how are you...???" sahut pak Mamat who looks happy to meet again with Melisa
" I was horrified from the rickshaw mas subscription when you guys are married...???"
" Good news Mr. Mamat. Yes Alhamdulillah even though the new marriage siri because my family has not been able to come." Melisa reply friendly.
" Wess does not popo mbak important there is a clear bond. rather than just girlfriend dating mbak nggenah mbak...."
" Yes sir.monggo coffee sir while in the sambi will go cold..." Melisa is back
" Ooo njihh thanks..."
Dika began to check the motorbike of Mr. Mamat, in note the engine engine well, anyway all in check without one missed
" Sir this yesterday stamped in the unloading, huh...???" ask Dika
" Ooo iyo mas Dik... yesterday the motor staggered in the growth of people... so it was input to the workshop..... why is something wrong...???" asked Mr. Mamat enthusiastically, it seems he only believes in the service of Dika
" This is some machine whose installation is not right.I actually just yes sir.." bargain Dika.
" Ooo njih mas really just what I think should be in benerin.. hahaha that's my difficulty if mas Dik not open the workshop... where there's nothing sreg...."
" All oil changes sir.fear the oil is dry..."
" Njihhhh mas Dik...!!!!"
Melisa looked at Dika from the kitchen door, there was a sense of haru with the man, she said,
He was a good man, helpful, fully responsible for his work and he always gave his best to everyone who believed in him
Only from childhood, Dika has been in the stay away his mother, lost the figure of a mother, a mother's affection, and lost the mother figure in him, feeling heartache with the betrayal of his father's mother, his father, she was denied her presence by her own mother
All that makes it a man who easily underestimate women, consider that women only love the advantages of men, if women feel the man is no longer profitable, it will be abandoned just like that
Dika considers her way of trifling women, playing tricks on women, as revenge for her heartache on mother
Je was the first girl he hurt, he felt proud to have broken the heart of a girl who loved him so much, he felt he had already managed to avenge his father's heartache
But apparently he himself is stuck in his game, he regrets the loss of something valuable in his life
Even when she met Melisa, Dika only considered as an escape from her loneliness
But Melisa manages to prove to Dika, that not all women will hurt her, leaving her when she is helpless, Melisa manages to prove to Dika about the earnestness of love, the sacrifice of a love, the sacrifice of a love, until dika was slowly broken and dared to open her heart to Melisa
Melisa was awakened from her daydream when the smell of a charred nose stung her
" Sick-smelling mama...!!!" triak Pak Mamat from the outside, it seems like the smell of burning in their noses too
Dika immediately ran to the back
" What's this smell baby...???" ask Dika softly
The fried egg on his teflon had turned pitch-black
" Why did you get to the gosong...???"
" Hihi sorry mas..." Melisa just chuckled in shame, afraid to be discovered if she was daydreaming about Dika
" Don't daydream unclear donk..." Dika approached his body and embraced Melisa, then kissed his wife's sweet potato
" Here I kissed.that focus yaahhh..."
Melisa just grimaced while nodding
Kok became more deg degan treated as sweet that same Dika
" Ee mas wants to eat what will it be...??? the eggs are so bad...!!!" melisa asked with her guilty face
" No more side dishes...???" ask her back
Melisa shook her head
" There's still a sayur...???"
" It's still.I'm ready to cook.." said Melisa.
" Yaudah greens be. the important cooking is not while daydreaming again so do not follow the gosong as well.." said Dika.
" Dreamy what the hell.later malem ration mas kasih deh let not spaneng.." ledek Dika.
" Huuu is the dika dika daja who ngarep...!!!" cibir Melisa responded
" Eeehhhmmm ehhhmmm....!!!! mas Dik there is a Mr. Mamat lohhh here.." mr. Mamat cleared his throat, I think afraid to be a mosquito repellent he huhuhu.
Dika immediately went back out to approach Mr. Mamat, sir,
" More romantic aja mas Dik.so envious of young again hahaha....I want to fall in love with another woman again can not mas Dik. pity it feels the same as my late wife.so I better be widowed after her departure.." mr. Mamat curcol.
" What sir is the reason why you can be as sincere as faithful as the late wife...???" tanya Dika who arrived was interested in the curses of Mr. Mamat
" Love is unwarranted dik...!!!!" suhut Pak Mamat relaxed but in his sense
" I have chosen him to be the wife and mother of my son's son. I have made a vow before God and witnesses, for me he is always there in the heart." - Mr. Mamat sounded poetic, wise or being combating.
But the fact is that Mr. Mamat really sincerely loves his late wife
When touched by his heart, he felt slapped with the words of Mr. Mamat
As a man he felt still far from the way Mr. Mamat loved a woman
Maybe Mr. Mamat is not a man who gives luxury to his wife first, not a man who can take a vacation abroad, spending luxury goods
But the way Mr. Mamat loves his wife has succeeded in making Mr. Mamat's wife the luckiest woman
Even until he has not once the love of Mr. Mamat is still intact for his wife
" Ayooo mas Dik..be a gentleman...the gentleman does not hurt his wife...!!!!" message Mr. Mamat who hit Dika's heart
" Dude...!!!" call Melisa arrived, apparently she came out of the kitchen while carrying a cooking sotel
" That's how rich Faizal is.....!!!!"
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