Pasung Tuan Muda's

57. The Privilege of the One-Baby Widow

“Mbak, he said he wanted to go with the boss?” ask Risma spontaneously.

“Yes, Ris, but where is she, huh?” We were both flirting non-stop in front of the cafe terrace.

While carrying a rag to wipe the sweat water, Risma and I exchanged face to face immediately on the threshold of the highway. Unexpectedly, our establishment in front of the cafe brought someone who came uninvited. Yes, who else if not Reza, brondong with a very minimalist body size is always present when we are feeling confused.

“Hallo .. two beautiful women in heaven,” he said while repairing hair.

“Za, have you seen the boss?” ask Risma.

“Hmmm ... please do not, yes ..” replied Reza while throwing a knotty smile.

“Ih, this is a child if asked 'no seriously,” sneer Risma while turning both eyes.

“Oh, yes, where are you going Dek Marissa?” askinya.

“Adek, lu soek's eyes. I'm older than you, it's good to call adek,” my scolding a little loud.

Hearing that remark, Risma looked a small smile. While we just stared at the streets and terrace cafe. Before long, the wanted man was present, took his car and parked in the courtyard.

Then we pulled ourselves over for blocking the boss' sports car, but he did not park his car right in our position when stunned earlier. Very gently, he opened the door and walked out from within. The glasses he was wearing were matching his black suit, coupled with pitch-black pansus shoes.

Instantly I and Risma were astonished, because they had never found the hermit boss and were that cool. Even though he is a widower, it still looks the same age as the child of Brondong. The difference is only one, if he has a brew that seems to add to his manhood as a man.

Actually many women are crazy about him, but somehow every woman who comes to the cafe to meet, the boss even avoids and does not meet at all. While I, a one-child widow, stinky and very ugly, was able to attract her.

Even though it was just my feeling, maybe he just wanted to play around and find a friend to confide in. But whatever it's called, I still respect him like a boss, not as an acquaintance or anything.

With a slow foot, the glasses guy approached. Then he was stunned in front of me who was still dumbfounded, then he opened his glasses.

“Marissa,” Call Boss Andreas.

“I-iya, Boss,” I stammered.

“Yuk, we're leaving now. Fear of being late,” invite him while welcoming.

“Ta-but, Boss.”

“Udah, Ma'am, get in there. Mumpung can still be seger,” tell Risma by saying a little whisper.

Instantly I turned to Risma, with a heart as fast as a vehicle about to fight.

“Ris, who will you go home with?” I whispered in his ear.

“Please, get everything done,” the answer is short.

“Ya, already, I go first.”

“Be careful, hopefully continue, Ma'am,” Risma said.

“Yuk, we go,” invite Boss Andreas.

I hope Reza gets a girl of her age, not a widow like me. If you say taste, I also feel a little different to him. But what happens if I become his wife. Surely the neighbors will sneer at this including Anissa—anakku.

A feeling of dilemma and unease came over. Since this week, I have been going with men in turns, starting from Mario to Boss Andreas. I don't know what would happen if these two men met, for sure I don't want to look for a fuss and let both of them to find a woman of their choice.

As a result of the trauma that still lingers in the soul, I feel like I am not worthy of love, let alone owned by a man. Because all I know is that men are just a disaster in this life. Right in the car, I just silenced and did not say a word. Because it feels very awkward sitting in a very expensive and luxurious car.

While driving, the boss seemed to be watching himself and turned small. While on his lips like he was throwing a small smile and wanted to say but embarrassed. As a woman, I still have my pride to maintain.

“Marissa,” Call Boss Andreas.

“I-iya, Boss, what's up, huh?” manya curious.

“Kok, I noticed from earlier just dumbfounded?”

“Iya, Boss, I awkwardly rode a car as luxurious as this. Understandably, I was born from among the poor.”

“Marissa, you don't talk like that, rich or poor just the same, when it dies only the shroud we carry.”

“Yes, Boss, but still if I feel like I don't deserve to go with the Boss,” I replied.

For a moment the conversation stopped, I opened my phone and played it in the car. While Boss Andreas, seemed to change expression because of silencing and just focus on driving. I don't know where we're going, which is for sure I'm following what the boss wants this afternoon.

Right in a cafe serving a variety of food and drinks, we stopped and entered the parking lot. I did not expect that I would be invited to a cafe as expensive as it was, moreover I only wore a work uniform because I had not had time to change clothes.

However, the boss seemed very proud to bring a woman who did not know fashion like me. On the bright side, he makes himself feel very much that there is a personality of his own. However, not most men really like their women to look very attractive.

“Marissa, yuk, we're out,” take her.

“Ah, no, Boss, I'm shy,” I replied.

“Loh, embarrassed why?” tanyakanya.

“I still wear work uniform, not shower again.”

“It's no problem, you still look beautiful, kok,” sambarnya as if to make me confident.

Hearing her spirit, I came out feeling awkward. Although this is the first time I set foot in such a fancy cafe. Along the way to the room, all the visitors just stared at my face the same as the employees at the cafe.

While the boss held this right hand and we retraced very slowly. Really she was not ashamed to take me in in an employee uniform, her eyes were very confident and very simple.

We arrived at a luxurious chair with a table decorated with candles, the atmosphere and panoramic view of the cafe lights radiated beautifully throughout the room. The strains of classical songs were also played on the fodium, adding to the trembling of the body as if to shuffle away.

While on the right and left side, the visitors looked very beautiful with her dress and glass shoes on her feet. Not like I'm cursing a thin brown pansus without a heel.

Tonight was a very embarrassing situation, but it even added a special appeal to the feelings of Boss Andreas who wanted the simplicity of a woman.

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