Mystery of a Mate (Widow But Virgin )

Season 2 Confused each other

"Yes, now try calling Mely. Ask with a little pleasantry Why did He miscall up to 50 times." Said Jelita, also sad to see Rival who looked upset.

Rival twists his neck, until now they meet. Jelita nodded, reassuring Rival that calling Mely back would reduce the problems.

"I'm not sure, he won't be angry. He must have thought I was ignoring his phone on purpose. Never mind, let it be. The day after tomorrow I'm back. If the new business in the city of S is completed. When you meet in person. I explained it to her." Said Rival resignedly, He again rubbed his face violently. And turned his eyes back to the lake.

"Hopefully your wife will wait. Who knows, he left you. Because you don't want to communicate with her." Jelita.

"I wish He was still waiting for me with annoyance, but was expecting me so much. Such a meeting, it feels so thrilling." Rival laughed. Yeah, meet and get better after a fight. That feels like something. The heart cannot be conditioned.dag dig dug seerrr...

"As far as you are. I've already given you a solution. But, you're like he still thinks of your prestige." Ketus Jelita's.

"Not that, I'm lazy to fight with him again." Rival is back in self-defense. He's lazy to argue on the phone with Mely.

"You want another dong croquet?" Rival grabbed the fry from Jelita's hand.

"I feel like God purposely brought us together, knowing HE I needed you. Friends who have always known." Rival said with a shout. Although Rival did not look at Jelita. But, Jelita could see Rival's smile.

"Yes, maybe this is where we should apologize to each other." Jelita said.

"I'm sorry? are you wrong with me?" ask Rival wonder. He glanced at Jelita next to him.

"Yes, I feel guilty about you too. Because I married someone else. We once promised to live life." Jelita smiled wryly.

"Stay you're not wrong, you're forced into marriage. Yes, it's only natural that you want. Husband rich. Lah, I'm already poor. Just finished school again." Soft Rival speech. He didn't want Jelita to feel guilty.

"This is not a soul mate." Rival gave a reaffirmation. Don't regret it last time.

"Yes, anyway." Jelita replied. Rival is a monkey's love and his first love. Honestly, he still has a taste for his ex. But, she is not a woman who is too obedient. Without seeing the truth. He did not want to take advantage of the desperate state of Rival. To break his heart. It would be wise, if He helped Rival out of his troubles.

"What's your next plan?" asked Rival with a look on his face, which had already begun to relax. After bringing out his heart to Jelita. He felt his burden slightly reduced.

"I want to open a restaurant. But, still less capital." The answer is not spirit.

Rival turned towards Jelita. "If you want, I'll take the capital." Rival was happy. When else could he help this kind-hearted ex. Like she was single. Maybe he also wants to return it with a widow who has become a widow.

"No, I don't want to repot you, your wife will know. If you give me the same capital. Fear of getting into new trouble." Reject Jelita gently.

"Where to repotin. If you're reluctant to accept my help. We'll just work together. I'm the modalin, you run his business. We'll share the results." Obviously Rival, he knew Jelita was being reluctant to him. Jelita is a kind and honest woman.

"No need, actually I have a friend who wants to give you business capital. But, I'm afraid to accept too. He means that to me." Jelita said carefully. She was ashamed to tell him too. If there is a man who likes him right now.

"Why afraid? Are you afraid of being played?" ask Rival. Jelita nodded.

"You're in the room?" ask Rival curiously. She was happy, if Jelita could immediately replace her husband.

"Let's know, what's a proposal or not. I'm not sure." Complain Jelita, sighing harshly.

"If you may know, who is the man who approached you now? ask Rival carefully. She was afraid Jelita would be offended.

"You know Him." The answer is not self-confidence.

"Who?" rival asked increasingly curious.

Jelita glanced at the impatient Rival waiting for his reply who was sitting cross-legged next to her.

"Dodi." Jelita answered briefly. He smeared both his lips. He was a little embarrassed to say the name of the man.

"Dodi's? Dodi our friend went to school? Dodi who lives in the village next door, and now works as a market levy citation?" asked Rival in a row, He did not expect Dodi to be close to Jelita.

"Pantesan, I bargained for marriage You refused. Do we have a candidate?" the Rival Goda now stood up with a feigned expression of annoyance to Jelita.

"What the hell are you?" Jelita pushed Rival's shoulder hard. He was annoyed by the way Rival teased him.

Rival who was about to fall was finally able to balance himself standing upright in front of Jelita. He's ruffled around the waist. Kesla was also with Jelita who pushed him strongly.

"If I don't have a candidate, I don't want to be made a mistress. Better to live alone, than to live with other women's feelings." Say it with teary eyes. Rival was stunned to hear Jelita's words. It seems he said it wrong.

Rival's sitting his ass back. Look at Jelita who looks sad.

"I was wrong to say?" her question carefully looked at Jelita who was now shedding tears.

"No, no koq. I'm too sensitive." He answered by wiping his tears with his fingers. He threw his gaze away from Rival's question mark-filled gaze.

"You why? Any serious problems with Dodi?" ask Rival softly. Still noticing the beauty who was trying to dodge her gaze.

"No. He's fine, we're fine." Sutely answered. Tears continued to flow profusely, soaking her white cheeks without that make up.

Rival felt guilty, it seemed Jelita was sad. Because of his passion about his invitation to get married.

"Sorry Jelita, don't be angry. I was just kidding. I can't get you married, you know I have a wife. I was kidding. You're not offended." Said Rival pleading with Jelita, clenching his hands together.

Jelita displayed an annoyed expression to Rival, as she melted her tears. Rival was even more afraid of being made. He's happy, there's a friend today's story. Don't let the person who makes him calm down, so sad because of him.

"What the hell are you, like ABG's son, just apologizing." Jelita brushed off Rival's clenched hand in front of her.

"I remember it first. My first husband had a mistress. That feels really painful. Ask for a divorce, I'm ashamed and afraid of Mom. You know how tradition lives in us. So the widow, it's not very nice. Families will be ashamed if their daughters become widows. Mama could have died. Shame to have a widow's son." Clearly Jelita sadly, the water just kept flowing without a sob.

Rival fell silent and felt sorry for Jelita. Why is the story of his ex so sad. She thought Jelita was happy with her marriage. Married to a rich man.

"Sorry yes, I really have no intention to bring up your past, with my words earlier, inviting Siri to marry. It was just a joke. I didn't think you were ever mixed." Rival felt guilty, confused what to do. Nor could He have embraced Jelita, they were not muhrim.

"Yes, it's okay. That was, it was a long time ago. When my son was a child. That heartbreaking story I passed. That's why I'm so wise. Because my life journey is so tortuous. At a young age when you were married." Jelita wiped her tears with the tissue she took from her sling bag. Place of money in trade. He also tidied up his hijab which began to be irregular due to the strong wind.

"Thank you for being a good listener today." Soft Rival speech. Jelita nodded.

The sound of the ringing of the mobile phone and its vibration made them both turn to the origin of the sound of the mobile phone lying on the floor of the cottage near Rival's thigh.

With a thumping feeling, He grabbed the phone. There's a name Mely called. Rival did not dare to lift it. He just looked at the phone screen. Where the photo of Mely also appears on the screen.

"Why not get caught?" Jelita asked again in surprise. What exactly in Rival's mind is, why he's afraid to talk to Mely on the phone.

"I don't dare. I was afraid to say the words that would make him hurt. "She said with fear.

"Yes just lift it up. He's been calling, who knows there's something important." Urged Jelita, making Rival even more panicked. It can't be important. Mely must have wanted to scold him.

"Living tomorrow the day after tomorrow. We'll meet. I'll apologize to him. If you talk now, I don't feel ready." Clearly Rival with a confused face. He looked back at his phone, which never stopped ringing.

"Let's say, you'll regret it." Jelita said firmly, He also began to pay attention to his fried foods that only sell a little. There was no way He was forcing Rival to buy him.

"Ma, I want a fry..!" whining visitors who pass in front of the cottage occupied by Rival and Jelita.

Rival and Jelita who heard the boy's whining looked at each other. "Please, I'll pay." Rival said, with a long sigh, He finally dared to pick up the phone Mely after the sixth call.

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