Mystery of a Mate (Widow But Virgin )

Breakthrough

"Boss, there are no more flights tonight to Jakarta." Jef's assistant, call Yasir.

"Find it out." Yasir angry.

"Bos take commercial flights. I'm telling you I have a private jet?" assistant Jef said, still from the phone. Yasir was on his way back to the apartment.

"Aren't you wearing it?" still communicating over the phone.

"Great master, you've returned, sir. This is a visit to the apartment." Tuutts.... Jef's assistant immediately looked at the screen of his phone whose call had been disconnected. Because, Yasir immediately turned off his call.

"What's going on? why would the Boss want to go back to S town?" Assistant Jef speaks for himself. He went out of the room and found his big master sitting on the sofa in Yasir's living room.

Yasir, who had reached his apartment, went straight into the room. His father who called him and intended to speak, ignored him.

ceklek....

He immediately laid his body on his king size bed. He looked at the ceiling of his carved room with a blank look. Only his mind works. He was inexhaustible, his sacrifice for this one year, was futile.

Negative thoughts popped up in his brain. "Did Rili commit suicide when Abang Rival left her. So, he has no news. Has He parted with the hypocritical rival? Or, Is Rili getting married again? Aaaachh.... Shiiit....!" Yasir grabbed his hair, as his head ached at the thought of everything.

"Wellhhhhh..!" Yasir shouted back.

Chequek...

Assistant Jef entered Yasir's spacious and luxurious room. He stood, on the side of the bed. He was still watching the scene that his Boss was doing that was, rolling around and grabbing his hair while screaming. Yasir. One year, it's been a waste of time.

Rival wants a divorce. It should be when in the garden he relented. "One year, we're apart. We should have had a child." Yasir shouted, and finally sat his body on the bed with a cross-legged position.

"Have you arranged everything?" Say Yasir and stare at Jef. Yasir's frustration was on Jef.

"Already sir, the equipment of the master starting from the clothes and others is in order. But, there's a little obstacle sir." Nervous speech.

"What's that?" Yasir scratched his head. I don't know why his head was all itchy. Looks like he's my master.

"Airport in Sibolga City named Ferdinand Lumbantobing Airport, does not operate 24 hours master. So, we can't leave tonight. But, if you want to go to Jakarta tonight, we can go." Jef said nervously. He must have been sprayed by Yasir, who was sensitive.

"I'm going to Sibolga City, not Jakarta." Yasir said annoyedly. He threw a pillow at Jef. Yang immediately caught Assistant Jef and hugged him.

"Return pillows!" yasir exclaimed and stared intently at Assistant Jef.

With reflexes in surprise to hear Yasir's voice. Jef throws his pillow firmly and precisely at Yasir's head.

"You... Dare to throw a pillow at my head. I cut your pay 50%." Glared at Jef. Jef did not take the heart of Yasir's anger, he even grinned.

Yes, Yasir this past year turned into a grumpy figure. Let nothing not be in his liking, then He will be angry.

"Let's go now." Yasir said, He rushed from his bed.

"Boss, it's still 11pm. If we leave now. The airport in S City is not yet operational." Jef.

"Oh, is that it? I want to get to S City quickly." Yasir again sat his butt in the chair near his bed.

"Boss, rest first. Later when it's time to go, I wake up Boss." Said Jef carefully, He's afraid of getting sprayed again.

"Okay, you're out there!" yasir said, He moved his head towards the door of the room.

Jef left Yasir's room with a big heart. There is still much he wants to ask, related to the purpose of his Boss returning home. But, because Yasir's mood is not good. He did not dare to ask either. At most he must be ready with all the sudden orders of Yasir.

After his assistant left, Yasir tried to calm himself down. He who was still sitting on the chair by his bed grabbed his cell phone on the table that could be reached by his hand. He finally re-opened his social media account. Looking for info on Rili. But, it turns out that Rili has been one year ago there is no activity in his sosmed.

Did not find any information disosmed Rili. Finally, Yasir ventured to contact Rili's mobile number, which he had not been in contact with for a year. Apparently, Rili's mobile number could not be contacted. Yasir, just keep repeating the call. The answer remains unreachable.

Yasir yelled again, pulling his hair. Really, He felt sorry, why did He not force Rili, to go with him. After all, that hypocritical man Rival, divorced Rili as well.

In the same world, in different countries. In Kota S time already showed at 8 p.m. After finishing the Isya prayer, Rili entered her Mama's room, She wants to check if Valri has slept yet?

Rili walked slowly towards her mother who was holding her, while giving formula to Valri. "Is He asleep, Ma?" Rili stroked Valri's head softly unfortunately.

"Already, don't kiss-ciumin again." Mama Rili kept Rili's head away from Valri's face which was still carried by her mother, Rili continued to kiss Valri.

"Tonight Valri, sleep with Mama. You go out there with Nak Ruslan. Cook your dad right on the diapelin Nak Ruslan. You always winnow him." Mama Rili pushed Rili's body out of the room.

Rili, who came out of his mother's room, went into his own room. For some reason, he was not interested in talking to Ruslan.

"Who told me to stay insistent on coming ngapelin, earlier in the Hotel I have said, again not feeling well and not accepting guests. The men are all the same. Before being able to, definitely insistent, feel challenged to get. Once it can, it must change." Rili murmured in the heart. He also laid his body on his soft bed which is based on a pink polkadot motif.

His eyes immediately glazed over. She did not expect to be a widow. He must thicken his ears, because everywhere the widow is always a conversation and his behavior will be in the spotlight.

Rival who left him and divorced him, as if he was used to feeling. Too sick, too cruel, that He became invulnerable. Moreover, before his heart had experienced the same incident, suddenly abandoned by Yasir.

Rili seemed resigned, He just wanted to follow his heart now. His heart said it was not ready for the relationship. He would not listen to the ideas or requests of his parents. After all, all the requests his parents had done, the result He suffered instead.

Yasir was always there in every breath. He always prayed for Yasir to be happy. Yasir deserves a better woman, certainly not a widow. He was not confident accompanying Yasir. No matter when He will be alone, He does not know. At this moment, he wants to be alone.

Undeniably, certain moments of his heart felt tremendous pain, for the journey of his life story that did not match expectations.

It's sad to know you've tried your best, but it's not enough. Feel the regret, the feeling where I am in between feeling sorry for myself and hating myself, about my whole life. In this life there are regrets.

Unfortunately, it cannot be denied, profit cannot be achieved. Wishing wholeheartedly as a soul, there is only disappointment.

Dreams are unachievable

Parting with the beloved, wanting to let go but unable.

Wants to forget but is always bound in the heart.

💖💖💖

At exactly 1 am, Yasir and his assistant Jef took off from Canberra Airport. Yasir appeared unsettled in the cabin of his private jet. He rubbed his face and ruffled his hair. Sometimes He takes a rough breath, as an expression of his again emotional self.

Both of his eyelids, like a matchstick being refuted. Glared and cannot be closed. When he tried to close his eyes. Then Rili's pitiful face was seen by him. He did not dare to close his eyes. Jef had flown into dreamland.

Braaakk.. Duggh... There was a sound of the shock of the jet plane being boarded by Yasir. It turns out that the jet he was riding experienced turbulence. Yasir panicked.

"What happened to the Captain Pilot?" Yasir Shouted. Assistant Jef woke up because the cabin of the jet they were riding was swaying.

"Suddenly the weather is deteriorating sir. Many public cumulonimbus. These clouds can be a threat sir, we have to reverse course and from route data, good weather conditions, we have to land at Polonia airport." Answer the Co-Pilot calmly.

"We are near, return to Polonia Airport, will buy time. Can't the Cumulonimbus cloud be breached?" Yasir was already starting to get upset, his planned trip was not up to expectations. He wants 8 in the morning to arrive in the city of S.

The pilot, co-pilot, flight attendant and engineer and Assistant Jef, were shocked and nearly heart-attacked, hearing Yasir say. Once Yasir forced his will through the dangerous cloud, their history was finished.

"Why shut up, break in! I choose you to be my pilot. Because you are a professional. You must be able to control the plane in bad weather conditions though. That's not your motto. That's why you were chosen to be my pilot." Say Yasir firmly and in a commanding tone.

"Master, I can control this jet from severe turbulence though, as long as it's in bad weather,"

"Breaked....!" Yasir Shouted. He cut the pilot's explanation.

Seriate...

Hadeuh.... Yasir, if you want to die. Just die by yourself. Don't ask the dead to pray.

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NB. : Polonia Airport in the city of Medan in 2010 is still operational. But if now the airport has moved and changed its name to Kualanamu