Pursuing the Love of the Widower

Palau

Gendhis frowned in astonishment when he saw the luxurious Manggala car parked beautifully in front of his house. The gondrong man got off the steering chair while showing off his radiant looking face. “Morning, Dhis,” said.

“Morning,” reply Gendhis hesitate. “Kok you are here? Where's the driver?” tanyakanya.

“Oh, I happen to be alone again, out of the meeting from the house in Deket here. I thought you guys picked you up because it was in the same direction,” Manggala replied with a charming smile that did not fade.

“Wah, thank God! Windfalls!” Gendhis raised both hands up, like a man begging his Lord for something.

“Lah, continues? How am I?” the sound of the online motorcycle catfish made Gendhis aware that there were other humans nearby besides Manggala. Dirinya forgot that he had ordered the father in the green jacket since then.

“Oh, yes, geez. Cancel sir then, but I love five stars, yes,” bargain Gendhis without any sin.

“Yee, can't do that, dong!” namel the carpenter sewot.

“Already, already, this is it. This is compensation for father because my friend did not use the services of father,” calmly, Manggala issued a red sheet of money on the middle-aged man.

“Well, gini, dong! Can be safe and peaceful we,” the taxi driver who initially glared and pouted, now turned brightah with a big smile. “Oke, I accept. Don't forget the lima star, yes,” said the ojek online without burden while waving.

“Huu, basic!” Gendhis stuck out his tongue, then turned to Manggala who was standing before him. “Eh, thank you, help. Later deducted payday money a hundred ribunya.”

“Udah, no need,” Manggala shaking hands. “Cuman money so doang,” reject it.

“Eh, no. Not good for me,” Gendhis. Stickle himself reached into the wallet of a beloved backpack. However, when opening the wallet, Gendhis had to grimace because the amount of money in it was not up to a hundred thousand. There are so many thousand sheets, so the wallet looks thick. Not to mention the note papers he got from the shopping results of beauty products and body care yesterday.

“Yes, geez. My wallet turns out a lot of bring it, make it cry,” Gendhis grimaces wryly, then closes his wallet back.

“Tuh, ‘kan. I said what. Udahlah, just think of it as a treat from me to you,” Manggala winked a meaningful one eye on Gendhis, making the girl astonished.

“Ih, why? His eyes were dusting, huh?” ask gendhis innocently.

“No,” Manggala blown up, then opened the front door. “Come, login. Later late,” take him.

“OK, again. Thanks yes, Mr. Manggala,” Gendhis according. He threw his body in the seat near the driver.

“Told you, don't call, sir. The impression I'm very old,” protests Manggala. “Angga. That's the beloved nickname of my mother,” he said.

“Alright, Angga,” says Gendhis. “Dreams of what I can boss as good as you,” chirps.

Again Manggala laughed in response to the words of Gendhis. “There are conditions,” said the handsome man as he glanced at Gendhis.

“What?” Gendhis immediately turned his head while furrowing an eyebrow.

Manggala was about to reply when he realized there was something different from what Gendhis looked like back then. “Eh, you changed, yes?”

“Change?” birthday Genthis. “Change how?”

“Style you so more fashionable now,” Manggala stare smile. His concentration should be divided between looking straight ahead by observing the outfit of Gendhis that morning.

“Keren, no?” Gendhis exposes his entire body to Manggala while occasionally shaking his shoulders.

“Great cool! Just add the same make up thin-thin,” advice Manggala.

“Yes, if you use blush under your eyes it will become like a person who has been beaten, Dhis. Not really cool,” Manggala back chuckling.

“Kok, you even know better than me, anyway?” gendhis tone sounded unacceptable.

“Yes, how, yes. I have two younger sisters, while I am the firstborn. If my mother again has a need, I am the one who often help my sisters, including in terms of make up,” explained Manggala.

“Oo,” Gendhis mangosteen, then silent for a moment. A moment later, he turned his head suddenly at Manggala. “Eh, earlier you said ‘ada terms’. That means what, anyway?” tanyakanya.

“Oh, the,” Manggala scratched his forehead before replying. “Begini .. .” Manggala fixed his sitting position. “When days .. Sinta accidentally slipped.”

“What safety?”

“She accidentally told me about the incident when you two came to Chand's house. You are angry at the source,” Manggala replied misbehaved.

“Oh, the. Yes,” timpal Gendhis relax.

“Looks ... You are very similar sprained whose name is Chand yes, Dhis,” said Manggala carefully.

Instead of answering, Gendhis chuckled softly. “Yes, there you have it,” murmur of origin. At that time, he recalled in his mind about the last meeting with Chand which was very uncomfortable. He sees Chand so affectionate with a super pretty girl.

Gendhis took a slow breath, then shook his head. Apparently, his heart still hurts every time he remembers the incident.

“You're okay ‘kan, Dhis?” The worried-looking Manggala, touching Gendhis shoulders gently.

“Eh, yes, I'm fine.” Gendhis stammered, then laughed softly to hide his fear.

“You still think of him?” mangala Fishing.

“Ngak, coke. Why also think of unimportant people like Chand,” instead of Gendhis. As always, another in the mouth, another in the heart.

“I think it's natural that you haven't forgotten him. The heart is not forced. Yes, Dhis?” Manggala showed off his smile again. “If I offer something that can make you relieved, would you accept?” ask again carefully.

“What is it?”

“We make Chand feel the same pain as you feel,” replied Manggala.

“Means?” Gendhis knitted his eyebrows in ignorance. He was silent for a while, until he was finally able to digest the direction from Manggala's words. “I don't know if you mean the same as I thought,” said Gendhis with a small smile.

Manggala laughed. The long-haired man shook his head slowly. “If you think about it, even the same yes?”

Genphis did not respond immediately. This time, the girl's body language looked different. There was a reprimand that had slapped him hard. Moreover, if he was reminded of his status as a timeless single. Meanwhile, his two sisters had a family.

“What do you think?” asked Manggala after a while both fell silent.

“Entahlah. I do not know until when life like this continues,” said Gendhis lethargic.

“Like this? What like?” ask Manggala.

Genphis hesitated to answer. There is shame in him. Although all this time he always looks cheerful and impressed indifferent with everything, but deep down, there is a big wedge that never knows when it will disappear. A question that was also not immediately answered, namely marriage.