
As soon as he entered the tavern, Hangga threw a glance at the cashier table and did not find Harum there. Then, he went to a tenement room that functioned as a shop office space.
Hangga knows Harum who is in charge of managing the administration of bookkeeping and finance at his parents' shop.
“Where's harum?” ask Hangga when he does not find Harum in his study.
“I did not see Fragrant Tea. Maybe in the same mes Nina Tea,” replied female employees who were younger than Harum.
Hangga went to mes through the back door of the store. He saw Harum sitting on the rattan chair in front of the warehouse terrace. The room that used to be used for office space, but switched functions into a warehouse was a few steps from the back door of the store. Located between the shop and the.
“You often chat with Arya like before?” Hangga who had already taken a position sat on the rattan chair next to Harum, asked full of probes.
“No,” Reply Fragrant briefly. He just wanted to answer, felt no need to give an explanation. After all, didn't Hanges not care and didn't love her. The ones that the man loved were Nata, Nata and Nata.
Heart Fragrance is still often throbbing pain when remembering the speech of the morning Hanges. Hangga who had fertilized it, then took a sweet honey gelora together, but then said that what happened was unintentional and without love.
Harum admitted that her husband never said the word love clearly to her. However, it is not wrong if Harum thinks what Hangga did in the early hours of the day is an expression of love.
Harum could see the sincerity and romance from the look of the eyes of Hangga when combining love with her. Not an accident, a mistake let alone an accident.
“Night Mother phone, said you want to go home,” said Hangga to the point. Indeed, because of this, he came here to see Harum.
Hangga could not meet Harum and ask about it at home because she was worried that Nata would misunderstand, then there was a commotion.
Last night Hangga could not sleep thinking about why Harum wanted to go home and wanted to see his mother. He hoped Harum did not intend to tell the morning commotion to his mother. He wanted his father and mother to know that his polygamous married life was fine.
“Iya,” replied Harum with head bowed. Not interested in looking at the man she loved.
“You go home to man ... I mean, why would you go home?” Hanges rectified his words immediately. Initially he wanted to ask ‘mau to go home to where’ considering the state of Harum now has no family.
“I still have a house, Mas," said Harum in response to the words that Hanges had been corrected.
Yes, he does not have anyone, but he still has a house left by his parents. Honestly, since the dawn incident, Harum wanted to go home to a house that nobody had. He wanted to spill his frustration and sadness there.
Without the world knowing his feelings.
“I also want to talk to mom,” said Harum again.
“About?” asked Hangga while looking fixedly at the face of Harum who was sitting next to him. While the one seen just looked down and looked down.
From where he sat, Hangga could see the shape of the fragrant face silhouette from the side that was so perfect. Fragrant eyelashes are so pliable. Hangga knows it is a real eyelash without mascara especially false eyelashes. His nose looks good and well proportioned. His lips are small and thin. If you notice the fragrance looks like a hijab Barbie doll. Of course the Indonesian version of Barbie.
Hangga remembered the early morning moments a few days ago. Honestly, his intimacy with Harum still continues to overshadow the days of Hangga. The smell of the body still felt fragrant to his body and soul.
The piece of intimacy scene that became Hangga's favorite and kept spinning in the brain was when Harum with a timid face returned his embrace. Also bumbling gesture Harum when replying to his kiss. Fragrant behavior really makes Hangga anxious.
Hangga was sure it was Harum's first kiss. All the intimate things that are done early in the morning are the first things for Harum. The mangoes believe that.
Hanges also admitted that Harum is very beautiful. And more beautiful when the look of his first wife was flushed in his dreams.
Suddenly, Hanges felt sorry.
Regretful for being late to realize the charm of the woman of his mother's choice.
“You talk to mom about what?” reiterate Hangga because Harum does not answer his question.
It was so sweet to take a deep breath. Women beraras ayu it was like they were gathering strength before lifting his face and now dare to look at Hangga—man who some days always try to avoid it.
“About our wedding,” replied Harum while staring at Hangga.
The new Hanges will respond to Harum's words, but a second later his lips are silenced because of the next Harum speech.
“I can withdraw as Mas Hangga's wife ‘kan? I want us to separate, Mommy."