Mystery of a Mate (Widow But Virgin )

Does He have a brother

With trembling hands, a racing heart. Rili grabbed the picture frame emblazoned on Yasir's desk. He noticed with the detail of the photo inside the frame. She felt a picture of herself with her little friend with teary eyes.

"Here I am and Brother Andre. Why are our photos here?" Rili spoke to herself, while continuing to look at the photo with teary eyes.

The incident 16 years ago, occurred again in Rili's memory. It was after Rili's trading sold out. They play the waves on the beach, while chasing. Andre, who always carries his camera, always perpetuates their moments together. In fact, Andre always took portraits of Rili. Either taken secretly by Andre, or He asked Rili to pose and then snap her.

That afternoon he remembered. Andre asked a Caucasian man to take a picture of them. The two of them ran while holding hands, avoiding the chase of the waves. Laughs happily.

Rili continued to gently wipe the framed photo, tears unceasingly flowing down her white cheeks.

"Is Brother Yasir my childhood friend? A childhood friend who forgot his promise." Said Rili, this time the tears more profusely wash over his face.

"Yes, I'm sure. Andre Dermawan and Yasir Kurnia are the same person. The nature is the same. Clever promise. But, forget about his promise." Rili wiped her tears with her finger. His heart hurts, it hurts. Like slashed sembilu. She felt like the dumbest woman. For loving a man who always reneges on his promises.

"Why do I always trust his promises." He remembered Andre's promise. Every school holiday. My brother is coming to this town. We'll meet again. Andre never came. Then Rili remembered Yasir's promise. Brother will come again, just 3 months Brother out of town. Brother will propose to Adek after the business of Abang is finished. But, in fact, Rili saw Yasir already had a partner.

"If Andre and Yasir's brother were the same person, why would He change his name. His face is similar. Especially eyes. I will never forget the look in his eyes." Rili murmured in the heart.

While guessing about the mysterious Yasir, Rili continued to look at his portrait with his childhood friend's man. "Do you know Brother Andre, your gift necklace I always wear. Until I finally took it off, the guy who looks like you, says he loves me. But we're not fools. I've now become the wife of a good man too." Say Rili with teary eyes. He was already like a madman, laughing, laughing and crying telling his own story while looking at his portrait with Andre.

"Or is Brother Andre Yasir's brother?" rili murmured in the heart. His brain continues to bring up presumptions that make Him dizzy and chest feels tight. There are too many surprises that he knows. When the household tempest will begin.

"If I ask Brother Yasir to take me home. Does He want to? Or, if I ask him for money, for the fare of going home. Is he going to give it to her?" Rili said, He was still looking at his picture with Andre.

"It seems he won't allow it. Why did he lock me up and tell his maid. What if I were the lady of this house? Aaahhhccc!" rili said, He put his head on the table.

Lama Rili was in Yasir's room. He kept looking at his paintings and portraits with Andre. Finally, the voice of Adhan was heard.

With a confused and confused feeling. Rili went down to the first floor. He sat on the sofa in the living room. He saw his paintings in the family room.

"My painting is a lot in this house." Said Rili, his hand moved to see the shelf where the photo album. "Jeez, here's a picture of me all." Said Rili with a surprised face. He covered his mouth with his hand. Then her hands straightened her hair by pulling her back slightly.

"Madam, does Madam want to pray magrib as well?" tanya Bi Siti, after finishing her prayer from the prayer room.

"No Bi. I can't pray anymore." He answered, while continuing to look at his photos on the album. He was curious about what he found in this house.

"Bi, do you know who this photo belongs to?" Rili showed a photo album that he found on a storage rack in the family room.

"All the things that are here, belong to Mr. Yasir, Madam." Said Bi Siti, smiling. "The photo on this album, looks like Madam. I just noticed it." Bi Siti, flipping through the contents of a photo album that contains photos of Rili and Andre.

"Does Brother Yasir have a brother Bi?"

"If that's the case, Auntie doesn't know. But, ever since Bibi worked in this house, no one had ever come who claimed to be a brother. Most often comes Father and Mother Mr. Yasir." Bi Siti, watching Rili's confused face.

"Let's eat Madam, Mr. Yasir called. Madam must eat and take medicine." Bi Siti, walked towards the dining room that Rili followed.

"Bi, is Brother Yasir not coming home?" asked Rili, He also helped Bi Siti, serving food at the dinner table.

"On that I don't know the mistress." Bi Siti, whose stature resembled that of Mama Rili, accompanied Rili to eat until she finished.

"Is it just Aunt ART in a house this big?" rili asked, She was still sitting on the chair where She ate while watching Aunt Siti wash the dishes in the sink.

"No Madam. My daughter helped me. But, he's now in the house keeping his father sick." Said Bi Siti with a sad face. She remembered her husband who she had left behind this morning. But, because his master Yasir asked him to come. He also cannot refuse.

"Master also asked me to find ART in this house, but I haven't been able to." Finally Can Siti and Rili talk until they get time. Rili was happy to have a friend chat whose character was like his mother.

The discussion of Bi Siti and Rili was ended. Because Bi Siti, will leave home. Yes, Bi Siti has asked Yasir for permission. That night he went home. And tomorrow comes again.

Rili re-entered his room. He saw the clock attached to the wall of the room already showed at 21:00 Wib.

"Why Brother Yasir hasn't come home yet. I really want to ask you everything. Is he staying at his wife's house?" Said Rili, He repeatedly yawned, holding back sleepiness. Probably a drug effect. So he's very sleepy. He also laid his body. On Yasir's soft bed.

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"Which happiness does mother mean. Don't you know that Rili's suffering with her marriage?" yasir said, He massaged his forehead, then put his finger in his hair until the back. He thought hard until he tapped the pen he was holding onto his desk.

"I have to get that brash husband. I'll teach him a lesson. What kind of man would molest his own wife." Yasir said grimly. He kicked the table very strongly. So that he felt pain in his hands.

Tok...

"Boss.... Bosses... Are you still inside?" said Rival. He and his team just got to the office. From travel. The two friends ask Rival to drive his friend to Mes plantation first, then Rival returns home with the company car they under during Dinas trip out of town.

Rival saw Yasir's car in the parking lot. Finally, he decided to go to Yasir's room. He wanted to make sure his boss was. Is it true that it is still in the office. It was 22:00 Wib.

"Yes, come in." Yasir. He also seems to lift his buttocks, to change his sitting position.

Rival entered Yasir's room, with a slight astonishment. He looked at Yasir's teary eyes, like holding back tears. Yasir was also playing with the cigarette smoke he smoked. Dumped into the air in the form of globular blobs.

"Not usually boss, it's late like this still in the office." Rival. He also sat his ass on the sofa in the workroom. He stretched his stiff muscles, tired of the journey.

Yasir left his seat. He turned off his cigarette butt by pressing hard into the black ashtray. He approached Rival and landed his butt on the right side of Rival.

"How are you doing, success?" ask Yasir. He also rested his back on the sofa.

"Fluent. Boss seems to be having a problem?" Rival notices Yasir who seems chaotic.

Yasir sighed. He finally lifted his body. His eyes that looked red as if he had cried. Staring towards Rival so pitifully.

"What will you do, when the woman you love, dear, you are willing to sacrifice everything for her and in the end you see her suffering." Say Yasir, staring fixedly at Rival.

"What does Boss mean? Excuse me. I don't understand." Rival answered with a bit of confusion.

"Look, I love a woman. That woman loves me too. But destiny says something else. He got married, because there was an element of matchmaking. With a heavy heart, I finally let it go. Because his parents said he was happy. But, in fact, he is not happy.

"Just imagine how painful I feel. When I found him in the middle of the night. Under the heavy rain. His face was full of wounds in a fainting state. Her husband kicked her out." Say Yasir with anger. Every time He remembers Rili that night his blood must have boiled.

"Look at Him suffering like that. My heart hurts so much. I want to have it back. But, She still defends her husband and says that I am the man who always hurt him. And her husband said he was a good man. If so, why was she abandoned by her husband?

"I'm very upset. He did not feel the slightest, the magnitude of my love for him." Yasir. His elbows rested on his shoulders, while his hands covered his face and then, both hands combed his hair to the back.

Rival was actually very uninterested in listening to Yasir's curses. Because, in his mind now was just his wife.

"I don't think the Boss should interfere in the former Boss' household matters. Because he has a life of his own."

"If He were happy, I wouldn't have disturbed him. But, He suffered. I can't stand to see it. My life's purpose, is to make her happy." Yasir said furiously, He finally stood up and picked up the cigarette that was on his desk. He lifted her up, then took a deep sip and let out his smoke from his mouth. Yasir leaned his body on the side of his desk. His right leg appears to be crossed into his left leg.

Rival was confused as to what to do. He wants to go home soon.

"That's easy Boss, imprison her husband and Boss to marry the woman the Boss loves."

"But, it looks like he won't leave his bastard husband." Yasir. He turned his neck to look at Rival.

Rival scratched his non-itchy head. He was already very tired, he was also very worried about his wife. And he's stuck not being able to go home fast, because he listens to his boss's curses. Which he thinks is not important.

"Look down, boss. If the soul mate is not going anywhere. Boss better get home, get some rest. For this problem. Tomorrow I'll find a solution for the boss. Let's get the boss home! I miss my wife so much now." Rival said a little jokingly. They finally came home. Throughout journey. Yasir continued to babble. But, Rival only responded with a smile.

After Pak Satpam opened the gate of the fence. Yasir's car went in and stopped right in front of the house. The car was driven by Rival

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