Not a Savings Woman

Waiting for answers

Ajeng was still thinking about the answer to Andik's question. Several times he was romantically involved with handsome men and had a well-established job. Of them, nothing serious. When invited to get married, various reasons are thrown out. Some say they are not ready, some say they want to succeed and rise first. Too procrastinating. Once anyone wants to, he cheats on her. It sounds sad, but that's what he often experiences. 

Different from Andik. The man actually expressed his intentions before they had any relationship, even met only a few times and it was in a bad state. 

''How, Ajeng? Do you agree with Andik's proposal?'' ask Didin seriously. 

Ajeng closed his eyes. Flipping through her heart that was still a little doubtful. Many things must be considered, among which he must be ready to be a real wife and housewife. Stop the bad habits that are often done so far.

Seen from wherever you are still a perfect man. Rejected dearly, accepted he did not know fully. 

''Don't know yet, Mom. I'm rattled. Besides this is too fast for me, said Ajeng. 

He lay down his body and covered his face with a pillow. 

Her brain thought to imagine if the stiff man became her husband, surely her household would feel awkward and rarely joking, but if he refused, he would feel awkward, when else would a man who looked above average propose to him. Especially when in the village, no one matches him. 

"Thank you, I think he is good, Didin said persuading. For the sake of work, he also helped the assistant to get his sister.

''But I need an approach first, Mas. I don't know Andik yet.''

''Cie cie, who had dared to call the mas, '' Didin teased and ran away from Ajeng, afraid of being hit by him. 

''Do I have to accept it, yes, '' murmured Ajeng again. Pull her hair. Even the thought of the man made her more dizzy than the thought of work. 

''I think I have to sleep so that tomorrow I can think again.''

Ajeng closed his eyes. I hope tomorrow morning I find the best and the right answer. 

''How Mas? Does Ajeng want to talk to you?'' ask you via video call. 

''Not yet, '' Didin replied slowly. Occasionally look towards the tightly closed Ajeng room. 

Andik clucked in annoyance. Really, this makes him unable to calm down. His heart was already impatiently accepting the answer from the girl. 

''Then tomorrow morning you come, pick him up. Who knows he'll be destroyed.'' Didin tried to give me an idea. 

Andik nodded in agreement. Maybe that way Ajeng will see his love is really sincere. 

''Now go to sleep, it's too late, tomorrow you have a lot of work, ''' tell Didin like a brother to his sister. 

Andik immediately hung up the phone and lay on the bed. Use both hands as pillows. His eyes looked at the ceiling. Imagine something that might happen soon. 

***

This morning was different. If usually Ajeng immediately went and ate outside, this time he was forced to cook at home for the older brother who will indeed live with him. 

The knock on the door made Ajeng upset. From the beginning there were a lot of distractions. The girl stared long while grumbling. 

''Shortly,'' he shouted from the kitchen and then turned off the stove. He hurried to open it. 

''Eh, mr. RT, '' said Ajeng kindly. Accompanied by her sweet smile. 

''What's the morning here, sir?" tanya Ajeng next. 

''Said the citizen here you live with a man. Who's she?" ask RT seriously. 

''Oh that's my brother, sir. He's still in the room.'' Ajeng pointed at the room that was on the left, ''and that was my room.'' Then switch to the room on the right. 

''What is the proof that you are siblings?'' ask RT sir to raise his hand. As a pamong, he also had to make sure that the girl did not lie, because if that happened it would defame her good name. 

Shortly after the door opened, Didin looked neat with a white shirt and black cloth pants, as well as a luxury watch given by Andik yesterday. 

''What's up?'' ask Didin while tidying up his appearance.  

''Where are the kk that I brought? Asked by RT.'' He turned his head towards the old man who had a distended stomach. 

Didin took a copy of the kk that he brought from the village and showed it to RT sir. He also explained his identity which is really Ajeng's brother. 

''You're not lying, are you?'' ask RT sir to investigate. 

Although the evidence is clear they are brothers, still want to hear it again. 

''No, Sir. It's original.'' Andik took it seriously. 

''Alright, then I go home first, later if there is anything you can ask.'' Mr. RT said he left Ajeng's rented house. 

Just turned the body. A luxury car stopped in front of the fence making Ajeng shocked and embarrassed. 

Not because of who got out of the car, but because of its appearance like a negligent mother-mom. Really, it was an unwanted moment. 

''Why did he come when I was like this?'' He complains in his heart .

He rushed in and left the grim looking Didin as the newly arrived man approached him. 

''It's ready, Mom?'' ask Andik. 

''It's been, but Ajeng is not ready yet, like he cooked first,'' Didin said herding Andik in. 

Sure enough, even from the direction of the living room Ajeng cuisine has been smelled making the stomachs of the two men rumble. 

''That's a lot, isn't it? Mas Andik wants to eat here, exclaimed Didin. 

''Already, Mas. Just eat, I want to take a shower first, said Ajeng panicked. 

Andik chuckled and shook his head. Really, he did not expect to have the support of his brother live. 

''If Ajeng still rejects you later, we must bring Miss De here, she must be devastated, '' Didin whispered. 

It seems that way is indeed quite telling and will most likely succeed. Andik nodded in agreement. 

Almost an hour waiting, Ajeng finally came out of his room. He approached Andik and Didin who were still in the dining room. 

''You don't eat first, Ajeng?'' ask Andik slowly. 

''Ma, Mas. It's noon, it's late. I don't want to be fired, Ajeng said worriedly. 

Andik walked to the kitchen. He took the tupperware and took it out. Then, put the rice and side dishes into it. 

''Breakfast is very important, you can eat later at the office.'' Giving food that has been closed to the future wife. 

''Please, Mas, '' Ajeng replied with a smile. 

Now, his heartbeat began to rhyme faster as he stood in front of him at such a close distance.

Is this what we call love?