My Lovely Driver's

8

2 Years later.

“Sorry, I will not remarry in a year or two. Still too soon to recover a marriage trauma”

The words that Nata made almost two years ago flashed again messing up his own mind. At that time, he only hoped Radit or his mother would withdraw from the match. It turns out that both of them even consider two years is not a long time to wait.

Since the summit, Nata and Radit agreed to take two years to get to know each other. Radit's domicile in Palembang - managing its business - makes them very rarely meet. So that Nata hopes to stall this match. I did not know for what purpose.

Lukmans? After that night, he was lost to the earth. Don't know what's going on. Mr. Amar only said his son was focused on work and never returned to Jakarta.

And now, this is where Nata is. In the present time; approaching the promised deadline.

“Love can appear alone if you are married later Son. Mom and dad used to be like Kok”

Ms. Retno repeatedly persuaded her daughter. So if the first year is only used to escape, by looking for reasons when Radit came to Jakarta. Now in recent months Nata has tried to give himself a chance, opening his heart to other men.

Sukma, Radit's mother is the mother's best friend in college. They were with five other women from among them - if they did not want to be called socialites - joined in a gank named 66, the year of birth of all its members.

In the group only Retno who comes from a simple family, and only Sukma that does not discriminate at all in making friends, very low profile. They are both closer than other members who have a jetset lifestyle.

After Retno graduation had lost track of her best friend, Sukma then moved to Surabaya with their small family. Until three years ago they met in Palembang, when Retno attended his uncle's children's party there.

“Yes my God, I lost you decades. You've been anywhere..."

The first sentence in their reunion, at the hotel belonged to the late husband Sukma. They hugged for a long time.

"I've been through a lot, until I got stranded here.." The woman smiled. Beside him stood a man of the same age as Revelation, his brother Nata.

"This who? Your son?”

Then flow the long story of both, although Retno more dominant. But about the invitation to match their children, Sukma also has not forgotten.

“Sometimes I think Sukma. My daughter is divorced from her husband. Both are compatible. Then I suddenly remembered the promise of our son's matchmaking, back in college. Did the angel note it?”

Sukma just laughed at the words of his best friend. A soul mate is an absolute matter of fate not because of such a thoughtless speech, he said.

But when offered to continue the matchmaking, Sukma also did not refuse. Because he had been looking for a companion for the child for a long time.

****

Over time, Radit began to hold great hopes for the match.

As between Nata, for him it is enough to fall in love twice with a man of his own choice, and both end painfully. Then the woman seemed to choose to give up with the circumstances, it is up to fate to take her where.

"What do you want to eat?"

Radit's question decided that Nata's daydream was cool to see a little boy playing on a swing, pushed slowly by his father. Both are in an outdoor concept cafe that melts the atmosphere of the beach in every detail, not least the sand on the surface.

"Oh, what the hell. I'm an omnivore, an all-eater" The woman developed a smile while confirming the location of her passport. For three months he tried Istiqamah using hijab.

"Yaudah, the order is the same as mine. Milkshake Vanila and Pecel Lele" The man mentioned his favorite dishes, then called the waiter to provide a list of menus to order.

One year to know Radit, there is no blame on the 32-year-old man. He is insightful, hardworking and family loving.

The eldest son was able to replace the role of his late father perfectly. He managed the business very well, without neglecting his mother and two younger sisters who were ill and had to get a blood donor for the rest of their lives.

While the departure of Radit's wife and child leaves a piteous in the heart.

According to the mother's story, that day should have been Radit's most eagerly awaited day. He will become a father after two years of waiting.

Na’as the baby was born in a blue state, and only able to survive an hour. Meanwhile, the wife suffered severe bleeding to unconsciousness for three days. Then the woman he loved so much followed his son away. Leaving Radit in deep wounds for years. The man who would make a job, as an escape from grief.

The mother who was worried about Radit's situation had actually several times to find him a companion again, always rejected. For that reason, he sort of had a trauma unprepared for a loss. He became afraid to fall in love, afraid to feel possessed, then even left just like that.

When Nata stalled for two years, Radit shaved at first. At least in that period of time the mother will no longer haunt him with matchmaking.

And who would have thought that guy actually fell in love later.

And this is the sixth time they are alone, there is no doubt in his heart that he began to fall in love with beauty, simplicity, to intelligence figure Nata.

The sound of songs from the loudspeakers alternately entertained the cafe's visitors. Then an opening tone slowly began to tease Nata's ears. A song belonging to Lord 19 that was once sung with passion by a man, on their last night together. Before the man just disappeared.

"... I don't understand what I think

A miss that was never so great

I love you more than you know

Even though you'll never know

I'm dedicating my life to you

I have given my heart to you

Yet you are still silent a thousand languages

I just realized

My love claps one hand

You're breaking my whole heart

Hopefully time will inspire

The frozen side of your heart

May a miracle come

Until you finally want to

I love you more than you know

Even though you'll never know..."

Nata spent the time listening to that poignant song with an annoying sensation. He twirled the straw on his drink with an empty look.

"Fuck man" he said in an almost inaudible voice.

"What?" Radit doesn't know what Nata's talking about.

"No, this is an ant biting my leg" he said as he wagged his pisket trousers, to the side. Radit squinted his eyes at the female behavior in front of him that seemed unusual.

"Are you uncomfortable here?"

"Why should I be uncomfortable?"

"I think yesterday when you met your mother was even freer. More relaxed. I'm not saying that mother captivated your attention more than this child"

"Yes.your mother is really cool. Not as good as my mom.."

No one can deny the charisma of a woman who looks so calm, like Bu Sukma.

He took care of his three children alone, his two daughters with Thalassemia.

The tough woman did not talk much, it seems that the bitterness of life has forged her into an irritable person. Although from the family is, but said the mother, her best friend had experienced a bad phase.

His biological son who was sentenced to life disability, one of them.

His figure is friendly with anyone. But to talk about trivial things, useless things, or take out scolding like his mother, Nata never saw Bu Sukma do the same thing.

At least that's from what he saw during their two-night stay at their home last month. At that time the mother and father managed to make his daughter join the holiday to Palembang in a state of constancy.

"Yes, I'm very lucky to have a stepmother like her, having previously had a stepmother who left many wounds when remembered" Radit began to gulp down his ordered drink.

"you mean? Do you have 3 mothers?"

"If two of them are stepmom, yes! After Ummi - my biological mother - died, my father married his secretary. After giving birth to Audrey, the flirtatious woman ran away with her affair. And the mother came with Salisa who was sickly, but she still wanted to take good care of us; both children"

Nata was stunned to hear the words of the man in front of him. It is undeniable that it is not because of the influence of Bu Sukma, there is no way he still survives this matchmaking. She was able to raise her son amazingly. Salisa - her biological child from a previous marriage - who has Down syndrome can even be taught to be able to teach. The girl looks like wearing a scarf to cover her head. It was from the analysis that he learned a lot, and was increasingly motivated to improve.

Nata was so cool to talk about Bu Sukma, unconsciously a pair of eyes were staring at them from one corner of the cafe. After unintentionally watching the two from a distance, the figure chose to rise from his desk and greet Nata.

"Hey.. See you again.." The voice of a man from beside them shocked the two.

"Astaghfiullah!" Nata said after finding a man who has not bothered you for a long time, finally reappeared. Dion's.

"Who's Nata?" Ask Radit.

"Hi, introduce me, I'm the ex-husband next to you" she reached out her hand to Radit.

"O." OH.." Radit welcomed the man's hand, with eyes still turning to Nata hoping for a sneak peek.

"Where's lukman? Are you divorcing again?" Dion grinned at Nata, as if he finally knew that all this time they were just playing a show.

"Who's Lukman?" Radit looked back at Nata curiously. But there's no explanation from there. Nata was suddenly caught off guard by this kind of repetitive scheme. Then choose a fool.

"Ask my ex-wife. I think he's still mad when he sees me here long"

Then Dion passed back his shirt.

"Oia Nata" Dion turned around. Nata just looked over lazily.

"In case you want to know your news.. Last month when I went to Jogja. I see Lukman, he's a pretty girl and a toddler.. It looks like, his son and his wife..."

Then Dion really went back to his desk. There a beautiful woman is waiting for him, the same woman Nata met almost 5 years ago, when both chek in at the hotel.

"We're going home now!" Nata grabbed her bag in annoyance. The arrival of the man and his remarks about Lukman will really ruin his mood all day.