Pursuing Handsome Widow Love

Maria's Plan

I believe in God's destiny for us. Therefore I always accept and try to pursue what I can do anything to meet you. ~Reynaldi Johan Pratama~

New York, 12:25 local time.

An awkward atmosphere begins to feel around two different human types and ages. Both of them like a lot of questions in their minds. Even many guesses that want to be conveyed to make the atmosphere that should be warm somehow becomes quiet and stiff. 

"You who?" ask the man wearing a navy shirt with black jeans.

Her clothes this afternoon were so relaxing. He himself came here with a short message indicating that there is someone who will help him to meet the lover.

This is where Rey is. Sitting in front of a middle-aged woman, who bears little resemblance to her lover, Jessica. That made him more curious and wanted to convey things that so made his mind a lot of question marks.

"You want to know who I am?" ask the middle-aged woman who wears a navy-colored dress accompanied by a scarf wrapped around her neck. 

The weather in New York is a little cooler. Maybe because of the change of season that wants to go to winter until the weather begins to feel piercing the skin.

"Yes, ma'am," Rey replied with a bow.

Mary reached out her hand with smiling lips, "me, Mary. Jessica Alexzandra Caroline's grandmother." 

Rey's eyes immediately widened. He had no idea he would meet any of Jessi's other family members. For some reason, suddenly his heart beat so fast. Thoughts began to infiltrate about what the purpose of the grandmother of his lover was to invite him to meet. 

Will their relationship be rejected? Or will he be asked to leave the country? If that's the woman's wish in front of him, Rey won't leave. He will leave if he has picked up his love here. No giving up this time. However difficult, he will continue to chase Jessi back into his arms. 

"I'm Rey, your granddaughter's lover in Indonesia," he said firmly by accepting the helping hand and kissing her. 

If in Indonesia such a tragedy is indeed customary to pay respect to the young to the old. But on the outside, it looks so sweet. In the eyes of Mary. Still, he who used to go in and out of New York Indonesia, has been so familiar with the customs there. She gave a smile when one important point came back to Rey, polite. 

"Well, order food or drink first. Perhaps, our conversation requires a lot of energy" joked Maria with lips to stop smiling. 

Rey felt the woman in front of her so warm. From his gaze, his smile, his intonation, his way of speaking all looked normal. To make the mind of the man who was filled with longing was a little relieved. Hopefully what he wants can be realized through the grandmother of his lover.

"All right." Rey opened the menu book available on her front desk.

A Caffe who was 119 MacDougal st became Maria's choice to meet the man in front of her. Caffe shades of brown with wall hangings and frames attached to add aesthetic impression in it. Do not forget, a box-shaped table with a bench from the famous Florentine Medici family palazzo in the Renaissance adds a sense of admiration in the eyes of buyers who stop by the cafe. The unrobed bench and the guests can sit on it and admire the painting of the Caravaggio school artist clearly recorded in the mind of Rey who first came here.

Hot Chocolate With whipped cream was Rey's choice to accompany her chatting with Maria. The price of this glass of drink is US$4.50 or 63041.01 IDR Indonesian Rupiah. After waitress left their table. Maria began to fix her seat to make it better when she opened the conversation again.

They speak english. 

"What are you here for?" ask Mary by crossing her legs and hands over her thighs. Her graceful appearance and authoritative mannerisms really made Rey so cautious.

"I'm here to pick up Jessica, ma'am." 

"Don't call me madam. That's too old for me." 

Gosh darn.

Rey withstood her laughter because she was funny with Maria's words just now. Wasn't that woman old. Just walk with a stick. However, one thing Rey guessed, it turns out that Jessi's sometimes crazy and hilarious attitude decreased from this grandmother.

"All right…."

"Grandma," cut Maria fast.

"Yes, Grandma." 

Let's smile. He looked around for a moment to see how many people were inside the cafe. It turns out that only a handful. If counted there might be 6 people there.

Rey spontaneously nodded. He justified Mary's words because that was the purpose. In addition, he also wants to win Stevent's heart in order to get blessing for their relationship.

"Yes, Grandma. I'd really like to meet your granddaughter" Rey said.

"But besides, I also want to meet Mr. Stevent." 

"For what?" ask Maria full of questions. 

"I wanted to meet him so I could talk about how he would respect our relationship" Rey said with a hopeful look.

Maria smiled, apparently she was not wrong way. The man in front of him is a really nice guy and Rey can also be sure by him, can keep Maria in place of his son, Stevent.

"Alright, Grandma will help you to meet my granddaughter." 

"Seriously, Grandma?"

"Yes seriously. Tomorrow, come to the address you sent me in Las Vegas. But wait for news from me first." 

****

In the other hemisphere at the same time, Indonesia at 03.25 am.

A man just finished his job. Black eye bags and tangled face so obvious if he lacks rest. Leaving his laptop at work, he immediately staggered back to sleep. 

Maybe he will take a nap for about 2 hours before he has to start his work today. What a job without his boss Rey begifu drains his energy. It did not take long, the man who was none other than Bima had started to dive into the dreamland with his eyes closed tightly.

Just now she was lulled by the beauty of dreamland and the delicious soft mattress at her boss's house, Rey. The sound of knocking on the door followed by a call from the person he had so memorized, making Bima inevitably have to go out of her dream path. Opening her eyes, she rubbed them slowly and felt that her eye bags were getting thicker.

"I'm still sleepy" he grumbled as he got out of bed and walked to the door of his room. 

Opening the door slowly and looks Mama Ria who is surprised by the messy face of Bima. 

"It's true, son." Mama Ria screeched at Bima's thickened eye bags.

Which is seen as just laughing blandly and rubbing his hair that has not been careless.

"You just slept?" mama Ria asked looking at the disheveled face in front of her. 

Bima nodded, "a lot of work, Ma. So I just fell asleep." 

The man who had been considered a child by her, made Mama Ria pity. She loved her son's assistant like she loved Rey. Therefore, he himself told Bima to call him with the same name as Rey is mama.

"I'm sorry my mom woke you up. But it's already 5 and you're definitely not praying." 

Bima nodded, "thank you, Ma. I pray first." 

~Connect~

The next chapter is about Bima. Poor thing he's been working hard to cook it so side useless, hihihi.

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