
Ignore the brilliant ideas of papa and mama in the previous chapter, as they agree to make it a secret. Let alone others who know, even the swaying grass is stressed because it does not get leaks. It's neat they keep the puzzle.
Better, the setting of the background we turn to a quiet place that will return to reveal emotions. Under the afternoon sky that was still far away from the orange tinge, a pair of human children fell silent at a navel. They were none other than Mas Rud and the ayu girl who found the angel-hearted man.
"Mas Dion, I'm sorry I came here with Mas Rud. I don't mean to make you jealous, let alone intend to torture you. We just want to ask for your blessing. This feeling we can't possibly hide anymore."
Ayu girl rubbed her husband's headstone with restraint. He did not want to roll the crystal clear because crying would make the man sad. The girl wants to prove that she will be a strong woman so that the husband can calm down.
"Mas, you are my best man. At any time no one will be able to replace you. Your throne is high, it can never be reached. She ...." The girl turned to her lover.
Mas Rud clasped the fingers of the girl. "Dion, I will not shift your position in the heart of your wife and son. My arrival is only to take over your guard over them. Let me do that like what you used to do to her when I left."
Both are silent. They're like choking on a conversation. The ayu girl was arranging the taste, as well as the man beside her.
"You guys here?"
A female voice made the two men raise their heads. The three of them were glued to a straight line.
"Sharika," said Mas Rud instantly.
Ayu girl is unable to speak. He's riveted. Surprise makes his words stifled so that they cannot be spoken.
"Rosa, is there something I don't know?" mak Sharika asked to see the togetherness of her sister-in-law and her best friend since college.
"We're talking somewhere else, Shar."
Mas Rud grasped the fingers of the ayu girl. Next to his hand he jolted at the gravestone. "We say goodbye first. I'm sure you gave me permission. Now let me ask your brother for his blessing."
Ayu girl flirting. "Mas, I will always love you with the side of my heart that has been imprinted on your behalf. Even though I have it later, you will always meet me as before. Nothing will change."
The pair of lovers stood up slowly at the same time. Mas Rud became the deputy girl of ayu to leave first. "Shar, we're waiting in the parking lot."
When the two people holding each other had passed, the woman named Sharika approached the tombstone. "Dion, how should I behave toward what I just saw?"
Silent.
The one who was invited to speak flinched. Ah, of course you are. Dion was at peace there.
"You want me to approve? My dear sister, when are you not being kind? But .. I don't know. I can't promise."
Sharika's mother rubbed her brother's headstone. "Calm down, my sister! Ma'am will ..."
Mother Sharika's words paused when there was a loud ringing from the device in her sling bag. The call he just let go.
"Bak went first to talk to your wife. Do you want to send him a greeting? Da? Ah, you're still the same. All right, I'll tell you later. There's a longing that's been pinned on me."
Two hundred meters away from the gravestone that was repeatedly given that touch of affection, Mas Rud and the ayu girl were still faithfully waiting. They sat leaning against the hood of the car without letting go of the fingers.
"Mas, I'm afraid," said the girl ayu.
Mas Rud rubbed the back of the hand of the ayu girl who was in the grasp. "Dear, never be afraid! As long as I'm by your side, all your anxiety will be my responsibility."
"Mister Sharika, Mas."
"He's my business" Mas Rud insisted.
"Mas, will Brother Sharika be against?"
"All will be answered after we speak to each other. That's the guy." Mas Rud directed a glance at the arrival of sister-in-law of the ayu girl.
"Follow my car!" only a short command sentence was spoken when Sister Sharika approached.
Without much comment, Mas Rud and the girl ayu obeyed the thirty-year-old woman's will. Black sedan car, become a role model on the streets. Keep going until the vehicle turns on a restaurant. The parking lot becomes the end of the engine being turned off.
A kiss on the girl's forehead happened before they got out of the car. There was a force channeled until the tension was slightly muffled. Bones that had wavy can now be invited to climb the earth. The parking lot was successfully passed and the restaurant floor was successfully tracked.
At a circle-shaped table with black-backed chairs, they became a place to let go of the chatter. Mas Rud and the ayu girl sat next to each other, while Sister Sharika was in front.
"Explain me!" ma'am Sharika's orders without further ado.
"We're getting married, Shar."
Ayu girl tightens her grip. That is an indication if he asks for an explanation of the sentence he just heard. His gaze that hit the lover was not responded to.
"really? I was really surprised. Your signal is so strong, Rud? It can detect the solitude of Rosa from a distance. I know you're in London. Then, how's your fiancee doing if you go back to choosing my sister-in-law?"
The slurs that gathered with innuendo, not one bit made Mas Rud gamang. The woman in front of him had known him for a long time. His original manner of speaking was no stranger to him anymore.
"Your sister-in-law and I have a detector attached. Don't be surprised if we get back together because our hearts are tied together. It's not his fault. I forced him to let me take care of him after your sister's departure."
" I don't think I'm willing to let my sister-in-law back into your arms. Dion's struggles have it and their togetherness is not comparable. Honestly, I want her to keep her status only for my sister. But ... Who am I?" mama Sharika sounded sad.
The sorrowful vibe of an older brother who is compassionate with the fate of his sister, also brings the sense of ayu girl in the roar. She felt guilty for turning aside her dead husband and again standing happily with her ex-lover.
"Sir, I'm sorry Rosa has cheated on Mas Dion. This is wrong," I am ayu girl while looking down. His incontrovertible tears remained in the corner of the eye.
A gentle swipe on the back, Mas Rud gave it as reinforcement. "Love is never wrong, baby. He always comes at the right time and heart."
"You're right, Rud. My sister came when you left her. And now you come again when he's gone. Is that accurate or L*knat?"