Pursuing the Love of the Widower

Wither Before Growing

Gendhis furrowed his brows to form an expression that looked strange and so silly to Chand. The attitude of the girl certainly made the man of Indian blood become so ilfeel. “How? My offer is valid only once.” Chand put his right hand in the pocket of the trousers he was wearing.

“Cut with you? One car?” gendhis Cibir. He folded his arms around his chest, then turned his eyes to the busy highway where schoolchildren and employees were about to leave for work. “You think I'll accept the invitation of the man who has put me in trouble and shame beyond measure? Ora sudi!” Gendhis tone sounded so crisp. He no longer even looked at Chand who was still looking at him without changing his standing attitude.

To be honest, Gendhis was eager to turn around and look back at Chand. Too bad if the good looks behind the sunglasses he just missed it. However, Gendhis had to be expensively selling in front of the man.

“So yes?” said the handsome with a gray shirt inserted into trousers and decorated with black leather belts, so Chand's appearance at the time looked neat. “Ya already if you don't want.” Without any persuasion let alone to beg and kneel, Chand turned his back. He intends to return to where he parked the car. The man stepped up handsomely. Showing his back that looks sturdy in a press body shirt earlier.

“Hah? What?” Gendhis, who had thought that Chand would plead with him, was shocked by the man's indifference. “Truly-yes guys this one!” the girl grumbled slowly. He had already put on a sour face, for enduring the immeasurable annoyance. “This can't be left!” gendhis said again.

With a step that looks full of assertiveness, the second daughter Susena rushed to follow Chand who had entered his car. Chand was even ready to leave, if Genthis did not immediately knock on the glass window of the handsome man's luxury vehicle quite quickly. “Hey, Chand! Drop the glasses!”

Gendhis voice was not very clearly heard into the car.

However, Chand, who immediately turned his head, was able to catch the gelagat from the girl. He knew that Genphis was upset with him. Calmly, Chand lowered his car window. He then slightly poked his head, in order to see Gendhis clearly. “There's a problem, Dhis?” her tanyanya kalem accompanied by a very alluring smile.

Instantly, Gendhis was fixated. As long as he knew Chand, he had never seen Chand smile like that. Instantly, the anger and all the resentment within the girl evaporated into the air. Flying far away left the body of Gendhis which suddenly became misbehaved.

But Gendhis common sense returned to work. He must maintain his image and self-esteem. Selling expensive. That is the ultimate word he must defend this time, tomorrow, and so on if he is faced with Chand.

“You are truly a man who has no feelings! Insensitive! Not understanding!” Gendhis pointed straight at the man who was looking at him with a spotlight .. I don't know what kind of highlight, because Chand was wearing sunglasses.

However, one thing is certain he looks very handsome. Makes Gendhis feel like fainting because he can't stand it if he has to look at it for long. However, the truth is that Gendhis did not want to take his eyes off other objects. After all, along the way there were only street vendors' carts.

“What's your problem now?” ask Chand.

“What?” Gendhis widened his eyes in disbelief at Chand's response. “You asked what my problem is? Yes, God.” Gendhis clucked softly while shaking his head. “You know I don't memorize the area here. Then, lightly you want to leave me just like that?” gendhis protests are fiery.

“Not that I've invited you, but you're the one who refuses raw.” Chand still looked calm in response to Gendhis annoyance.

“Not got a heart!” grunts Gendhis.

“Then?” Chand still responded with calm.

“Then?” Gendhis was the opposite of Chand. “Then? You have to open the door of this car and let me in! Just wasting your time!”

“Oh, talk dong from earlier if you want nebeng,” sahut Chand kalem while smiling.

“Gosh,” taste back present. I want him to pin the head of that handsome man. But what power, as if Gendhis lost fangs in front of the man of Indian blood. This time he had to suppress his ego. He did not want to get lost in a city he had not known well.

Striking his feet, Gendhis walked around the car, opened the side door and sat down next to Chand who was ready to turn the wheel.

“Safety belt don't forget,” said Chand so flat and cold with a straight view fixed to the front.

“Yes, who knows, Dhis. The proof is that you were riding a motorcycle while eating. Just imagine, if the rest of the food waste you carry, falls and is exposed to the wind, continues to hit other road users, how?” chand.

“Ah, if the problem is I also understand. I never throw rubbish, yeah. Just so you know. My trash I always put my backpack in until I found a dump. Understand?” oceh Gendhis with an annoyed look. He only realizes that Chand is a chatty, grandfather-like being. Even his father was less chatty than the man who was driving beside him.

“Ah, that was proof that you put chicken bones in ojol jacket,” refuted Chand, still with a calm and calm style.

“Yes, that's because of a shock!” it's Gendhis. His face was red when he found out that Chand was watching him.

“You should not harm others,” Chand keeps trying to advise.

“Yes, geez,” Gendhis took a deep breath, then threw it away slowly. “Still not long? I want to rush to the mall,” he lamented. There were not five minutes and Gendhis was tired of Chand's patronizing attitude.

“You are looking at the book fair again?” chand asked as he looked towards Gendhis.

“Not! I want to cover the Wedding Expo,” said Gendhis a little ketus.

“Oh, since when are the Hello Girls tabloids interested in raising news about wedding fairs? Don't you focus more on sexy men who are half naked?” cibir Chand chuckled softly.

“I'm not working there! I have resigned,” replied Gendhis.

“Oh, yes?” chand's expression was slightly surprised to hear this. “Good, then.” After saying so, the man of Indian blood did not say a word until he arrived at his destination.

“Thank you,” said Gendhis as soon as Chand's car was parked neatly in the basement mall.

“When did you go home to Jogja?” chand asked suddenly, so Gendhis immediately stopped his movements.

“Still don't know yet. Why indeed?” Gendhis asked back. A beautiful glimmer of hope re-emerged in the corner of the girl's heart. Her tiny nostrils were waiting for Chand's answer.

“Nothing. Mama told me many times that she wanted to meet and take you for a walk. So, now meet, there is no harm in me delivering the message mama,” explained Chand.

“Oh.” The flowers, which had bloomed, withered instantly when Gendhis heard Chand's reply. Maybe it's time for the girl to wipe out all her fantasies about Chand.

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