One Big Dipper Two Love

Chapter 13

Fragrant sitting at the cashier table playing a pen when the look in his eyes caught the figure of a woman who in his eyes looks very beautiful, into the tavern.

The position of the cashier table is exactly opposite the entrance of the store, so he can see clearly the beauty of the woman's face.

Similar to her idol Korean artist, Song Hye Kyo.

“Such beauty. I am the only woman who so admires her beauty, let alone men,” murmured Fragrant in the heart.

So stunned, fragrant to notice until the woman sat down. Even in between his work as a cashier, several times he threw a glance at the figure of the beautiful woman from where he sat.

Until then there was an incident of theft of the woman's cell phone by one of the other visitors that he witnessed with his own eyes.

Fragrant admired the figure of the woman even more when she wisely chose to forgive the thief and not prolong her case.

Besides being beautiful, the woman is also wise and friendly. Evidently when the beautiful woman first asked her name kindly and finally they got acquainted.

Finally Harum can find out the name of the woman of a million charms.

Name's Nata.

“Nin, fast dong! It's late afternoon, afraid that Mas Hangga has returned home,” Harum said to his best friend.

Usually at exactly four in the afternoon, he was out of the store. Because of the theft incident, he was still stuck in the store when the hour had passed to the number six. Molor thirty minutes from his usual hours home.

“Yes, who already has a husband,” said Nina while her eyes and hands were busy counting money in the cashier drawer. One of the procedures of changing the cashier or closing the cashier is to make sure the amount of money in the drawer matches the data on the computer.

“I pray that you also quickly have a husband,” said Harum while smiling at Nina, while Nina remained focused staring at sheet by sheet of money in her hands.

“Pas," said Nina right after Harum finished speaking.

“Should reply Amin dong, Nin, not fitting,” protest Fragrant.

“Lah, the money is fitting to say ‘amin’, safe should be,” said Nina who did not listen to the sincere Fragrant prayer.

Fragrant pinched softly Nina's chubby cheeks so anxious. Then he immediately grabbed his briefcase.

“OK. I'm going home first, Nin. Bye.” Without further ado, Harum immediately said goodbye.

“Be careful on the road, Rum. If it falls, wake up yourself yes,” chirps Nina usher in a hasty fragrant step.

Harum did not reply, just waving his hands of drugs to his friend.

“Back, Neng?” The fifty-year-old parking attendant in front of the tavern unhappily greeted Harum whom he knew as the shop owner's son-in-law.

“Iya, Sir,” sahut Harum friendly.

“Bapak help cross the road after this yes, Neng,” said the parking officer in between his activities directing a car that wants to enter the store parking area.

“No need, sir, thank you," reject Fragrance.

Usually the parking attendant always helped Harum to cross the road, but this time he refused because of hurry. Harum swung a quick step towards the curb preparing to cross.

“Harum.” The call of someone stopped Harum's footsteps who were about to cross the street.

Smelling towards the sound. Her lips curled a friendly smile upon knowing that the one who called out to her was Nata.

Nata who was also standing on the side of the road was walking towards Harum. “You want to go home?” tanyakanya.

“Iya, Brother." Smelling to answer kindly.

“Loh, it does not work until night?”

“If I happen to be a morning shif, so always go home in the afternoon,” says Fragrant.

“Oh, gitu.” Nata nodded his head. “Where to go, Rum?” tanyanya.

“Di ...” Harum's answer hangs because of the ringing sound of Nata's phone.

“Rum, let's go home with me,” take Nata. “My boyfriend picked me up, but his car stopped there, near the gas station,”.

“Thank you, Brother Nata. But, no need. I ride angkot only,” reject Fragrance friendly.

“Come, Rum! Think of it as a thank you because you helped me,” said Nata.

“Lain times only, Brother. You see I was in a hurry, worried that my husband had returned home,” said Harum.

When Harum decided to return to work at the tavern, she had promised herself to go home on time and try to get home before her husband came home.

“You're married, Rum?” Nata was a little surprised. Since the beginning of the meeting, he thought Harum was an unmarried girl. He also estimates the age of fragrant young. Younger than him.

“Alhamdulillah,” said Harum accompanied by a smile.

However the bitterness of the marriage he lived, deep down, he felt grateful for having been met the best soul mate by the best director of the drama of his life.

“Your husband must be a lucky man because he has a beautiful, gentle, and kind wife like you" said Nata. Just like Harum, it turns out that Nata also admires the veiled woman.

Praised beautiful by beautiful women make fragrant blush. “Sister's boyfriend is also lucky to have a girlfriend as beautiful as Big Brother. Hopefully soon be memorized. May you get married soon,” he said sincerely.

“Amin,” said Nata with both hands linked to each other in front of the chest as is his habit if he is praying.

Then Nata's phone rang again. Phone calls from the same person before. “Iya, I'm going there now,” Nata said to the caller who was none other than Hangga.

“My girlfriend calls again, I first yes, Rum,” Nata said after disconnecting her phone.

‘Why isn't her boyfriend told to just turn back here? Let Brother do not have to walk there.’ It was very fragrant to say so, but it was unethical to say such a thing to someone he just knew.

“Iya, be careful, Brother,” said Fragrant at last.

“You are also careful yes,” reply Nata.

Then the two beautiful women separated. Harum crossed the road to stop the angkot, while Nata walked towards the car which was quite far from where he stood.

Fifteen minutes from five o'clock, Harum reached home. Maybe because of the coming home kesorean, the road also became more jammed than usual. Luckily, he did his duty at the store.

Usually every time he went home from work, he washed his hands, washed his face and cooked. The last one is a shower. However, this afternoon he felt his body was very tired, it felt very lazy to cook. Fragrant began to weigh whether to cook or not.

These days the Hanges always come home later than usual so never have dinner at home. The cuisine cooked by Harum always ends up in its own stomach.

Harum reached for the phone and typed in a message to be sent to her husband. He has got the number of Hangga from Jenah, ART who has long helped the family of Hangga. Although in order to get her husband's mobile number, she had to lie by saying that his number was erased from contact.

Since then, the number of Hangga is not in the contact list.

Fragrant began to type a line of sentences.

[Assalamualaikum, Mas, this is Fragrant. Do you want to have dinner at home?]

“Send, no, send, no, send, enggak.” After typing the message, he became worried about sending it.

“Astagfirullah.” Harum was stunned because he accidentally touched the green arrow that made the message sent immediately.

"Duh, how is it," murmured Harum while biting his lips in fret.

Harum's heart was still worried about Hangga's reaction, because this was the first time Harum sent a message to the man whose status was her husband.

A few moments later, a notification message came from his phone. Fragrant who still holds the phone, immediately opened the message.

The Hwangga [GAK]

Harum was reading the message. There is a slight pain in the heart. Either because of the reply of a short message from Hangga written in large letters, or because of the answer that again will not eat dinner at home.

Both may be equally painful.