Loving my Best Friend's Mother

Episode 54

Dimas's behavior did not escape the attention of his mother who had been secretly observing. Until one morning at breakfast at the dinner table Rosmah questioned her son.

"Watch attention lately you often urinate. But Papa said at the Company there is no serious enough problem. What's the matter...?"

"There's nothing Ma. It's Dimas' problem" Dimas said, eating his breakfast.

"Is this a problem related to your future daughter-in-law?"

"Ohuukk uhuukk...!!"

Rosmah gave a glass of water to Dimas. "So right?" Rosmah asked after Dimas stopped from choking on her.

Dimas just rubbed his face and then he moved from his seat. It is really frustrating to remember the unsolved problem. "Later if it's time Mama will know. Dimas went to work first," he said, saying goodbye.

"Yes, be careful."

On the way to the office his phone rang, after seeing it turned out Adit was calling.

"Yes what's wrong?"

"Gue denger loe needs people to learn to play chess?"

"Yes, but I know you can't play chess, right?"

"But I have a friend who plays chess" said Adit. "Where?"

"OK, when can I start?" Ask Dimas.

"Gue kasi loe no contact him, so you can set your own."

After closing the call Adit immediately sent Dimas no contact friend who would teach Dimas to play chess.

Dimas parked his car after arriving at his company. There was a hint of hope that was starting to get him back excited.

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The schedule for learning to play chess has also been determined. It has been a week Dimas studied but not the least he understands the game.

"A week again, if in a week you can not also find another chess teacher who can make you a chess player" said Adit.

Dimas who felt desperate only agreed because he could not do much either.

A week passed, but Dimas had not made any progress at all. Finally Adit took the initiative to find another person who can teach his best friend to play chess.

"Playing chess is a game that uses the brain, everyone has different brain levels. Although you can play chess, but not necessarily you are as good as your opponent later. What else you play just because you want something, while your opponent is a person who is a hobby of playing chess. I'm just giving you advice, the rest of you are decisive."

That's what the guy who taught Dimas to play chess said. And he was the umpteenth who taught Dimas.

Dimas looked more frustrated, plus the scenery that made him feel more cornered that afternoon. At the sight of Mr. Edy playing chess on the porch of his house with a man. In view of his appearance the man looks younger than him.

"Assalamu'alaikum,"

"Wa'alaikumsalam..," said Mr. Edy and the man who became his opponent playing chess.

"Sir Dimas, come here" asked Mr. Edy. "Include this Nak Arief, he's playing chess commensurate, since you haven't been able to defeat him."

Mr. Edy's words made Dimas desperate.

"Good afternoon Bang Dimas" Arief said. Dimas only replied with a smile and sat down on one of the empty benches.

Dimas only noticed that the two were playing chess. He admitted that the man named Arief was indeed very good at playing chess, proof Mr. Edy had looked overwhelmed when facing him.

"New koq," said Dimas.

Fitri went inside after a while he came back with a cup of coffee for Dimas.

"Please drink Bang, Dad and Arief have made Fitri earlier," said Fitri while pointing at the empty glass with the tail of his eyes.

Dimas just nodded. "Thank you."

Mr. Edy smiled happily when he could beat Arief in the last game. After that Arief said goodbye to go home because it was very late afternoon. Likewise with Dimas, he said goodbye after Arief left Mr. Edy's house.

The night after dinner, Dimas wanted to go back to his room to think of a way to resolve the problem.

"Dim, Papa wants someone to talk to for a minute" Wijaya called his son. Dimas approached his father and sat on the sofa next to his father.

"Yes, Pa?"

"Your mother had told Papa that lately you look like there is a serious problem. Is that true?" Wijaya asked while looking seriously at her son.

Dimas was confused to answer what, if he still hid it anyway was read by both parents and his current behavior.

Dimas finally told all his problems to his father. Although there was no comment whatsoever from her Papa, at least the burden that was in her heart slightly lessened.

The silence of parents does not mean they do not care, nor do the parents Dimas.

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That afternoon Dimas came home from his office. After almost all day he struggled with his work he also wanted to refresh himself immediately.

After bathing and dressing he intends to meet his Papa in the garden where Papa and Mama usually relax in the afternoon.

"Eh Dim, tumben has come home at this hour?" Rosmah asked when she saw her son at home that afternoon.

"It just so happens that today there's not too much work. Oiya, where's Papa going?"

"Other father went to his friend's house. Maybe I'll be home soon."

Soon his father Dimas came and joined his wife and son

"Wahh...., what is this talking about?" Ask Wijaya.

"What is the reason...? It looks really good" said Rosmah when she saw happiness on her husband's face.

"So Papah met an old friend while on the road, Papah's friend in college first. Tomorrow he and his daughter will come here because Papah invited," said Wijaya.

"Oh so. Good if they want to come here. Perhaps the daughter of Papah's friend can match our child," said Rosmah as she glanced at Dimas.

"Ma.., Dimas does not want yes there is a match-making event, it is not old-fashioned," interrupted Dimas.

"But you, have not seen what the Princess of Papa's friend looks like" said Wijaya.

"Yes you should meet first, do not immediately argue without seeing the person," Rosmah chimed.

Hearing the chatter from his parents Dimas also went from there because he rejected anyone since the presence of Fitri in his heart.

She thought her Mom and Dad would match her to the daughter of her old friend.

"Whatever happens I have to be with Fitri. At any rate" said Dimas in his heart.