Pursuing the Love of the Widower

Not as Beautiful as the Paras

With a frown, Susena delivered the departure of Gendhis and Manggala to the hospital. The middle-aged man continued to stand on the porch, until the car his second daughter was wearing disappeared from view.

“Udahlah, Pa. No need to be so. Kayak abege aja,” chirps Utari who suddenly stood to the left of the father.

“Iya, Pa. There are still many widows out there waiting to be conquered,” continued Byakta who stood to the right of Susena.

“What the hell, you guys,” grumbled Susena while turning around and leaving a couple who were laughing giggling.

Gendhis himself had almost arrived at the hospital where Kalini was being treated. Luckily Manggala has been very familiar with the streets in Yogyakarta, so Gendhis does not have to bother giving directions.

Arriving in the hospital parking lot, Genphis opened her cell phone, then read Chand's message containing the location of her mother's hospital room.

“In building A, second floor, room number 47,” call Gendhis.

“OK,” Manggala nodded, then led his lover to the room mentioned earlier.

The future husband of Gendhis was apparently a reliable track finder. Evidently, he was able to find Kalini's room easily.

“Tap the door, Dhis,” tell Manggala.

“You are, deh,” reject Gendhis.

“Lah, why?” Manggala chuckled softly.

“Nothing,” go to Gendhis while throwing away your face.

“You must still have the same taste of Chand, yes?” terka Manggala's.

“No, good. Who would still think of a pretentious bloke like him,” the scolding of Gendhis sewot. Not until the chaos was over, suddenly the door of the room was opened from inside. Chand opened the door. He was stunned to see Gendhis slightly different appearance. The girl is now good at applying thin and simple makeup on her beautiful face.

“Binar?” hiss Chand unconsciously.

“Dih, why the hell, this guy? Mabok times, huh?” chirped Gendhis in a dislike tone.

“How are you, Mr. Chand,” greet Manggala while wrapping his hands around Gendhis waist, then clutching his lover tightly.

“Eh, good news,” Chand was a little misbehaved to see Gendhis and Manggala at that time. “Please enter,” take her later, while opening the door wide.

“Gendhis is here, huh?” Kalini who initially lay in bed, immediately straightened his body while putting on a cheerful face. However, the happiness faded a little when he saw Gendhis coming with a man.

“Tante,” Gendhis stretches out his hands, then splashes on Kalini. She hugged the middle-aged woman who remained beautiful in any condition tightly.

Manggala chose to stand in front of the bed. For a moment his eyes glanced sharply at Chand, before again paying attention to Gendhis's interaction with Kalini.

“Do not get sick, dong, Te. Aunty has not invited Gendhis to go for a walk together,” entertain Gendhis lirih.

“Where does it hurt, Dhis. Aunty has one boy who seems not interested in getting married,” Kalini complained while staring at Chand. “Mau Aunt mate again with you, not yearsya you already have a hand in hand,” he added.

“Ma, ‘kan I told you, if Gendhis already have a partner. Mama does not believe,” said Chand.

“Actually, we will also have a wedding as soon as possible, Auntie,” Manggala timpal who suddenly made Kalini almost had a heart attack.

“What? So you guys are really serious?” chand's mother shook her head in disbelief.

Gendhis himself felt wrong. In the corner of his heart, there was sadness when he saw Kalini's face that looked languid. However, when he noticed Chand's usual face, made Gendhis realize that the decision to marry Manggala was the best.

“Serious, Aunt. Just now Manggala had talked to Papa, before leaving here,” said Gendhis carefully.

“Oh, I see, yes,” a tear dripping down Kalini's delicate cheek. “Then, Aunt pray that your holy intentions are carried out well and launched until you officially become husband and wife,” he said as he sobbed.

“Don't let your future husband hurt you like Chand did,” Kalini said.

“Ma ..” Chand showed a dislike, like protesting.

“Do not worry, Aunt. I am the man in charge. Once I propose a girl, abstain for me to take it off,” said Manggala while smiling meaningfully. Again his tail glanced at Chand.

“Tante may be able to be my stepmother,” cetus Gendhis while flicking a finger.

“There's another way, no?” bargain Kalini.

“Or soin my adopted son Aunt. As long as not after being lifted, continue to fall. Later sick,” timpal Gendhis more and more unbecoming. The girl only stopped after Manggala cleared a little hard.

Unexpectedly, Kalini even laughed at the absurd behavior of Gendhis. “Aunty used to have a daughter-in-law. She's beautiful, anyway. His attitude towards Aunt is also kind and friendly, but ..”

“But what, Aunt?” gendhis sela.

“Ma, stop. No need to bring up the past,” cut Chand before Kalini had time to give an answer.

“I believe in karma, Auntie. What someone sows, that's what he will reap,” Manggala timpal suddenly, making all eyes look towards the beautiful, long-haired man.

“What does it mean, Ngga?” hiss Gendhis lirih.

“You insulted my mother?” Chand is hooked.

Kalini chose to be quiet. The middle-aged woman's stained fingers seemed to be playing the white end of the blanket. This cannot be separated from the observation of Gendhis who began to feel that something strange.

“I have great respect for Aunt Kalini. It never crossed my mind to insult him. The sentence was actually directed to you,” Manggala smiled cynically. He returned Chand's gaze no less sharp.

“Emang you two knew each other before, huh?” chirped Gendhis. The level of confusion shot up to two hundred percent.

“How, Mr Chand? Who will answer Gendhis question? Me or you?” challenge Manggala with a face half looked up.

“You ...” Chand's handsome face is red. A moment later, he took a slow breath, trying to neutralize the feeling and control himself.

Chand then turned his gaze to the confused Gendhis. “Former Manggala fiancee is my ex-wife,” Chand said in the end.

“Hah? What?” so surprised, Gendhis could not control his voice that was too loud.

“Ka-you know each other?” gendhis index finger points at Manggala and Chand in turn. Kalini was silent. The woman lies down and hides behind the blanket.

“Dulu ... Manggala and I became members of the same motorcycle club. Since then, we have met and talked often. Over time, we became more and more familiar,” Chand began his explanation.

“Then, one day, Manggala brought her fiance to headquarters. He introduced the woman to us, and ...” Chand paused his sentence, then turned to his mother.

“Can we talk outside only?” pinta Chand's.

“It's been a responsibility, Mr. Chand. Just continue,” urged Manggala.

“I will not deny that my nature used to be so bad. I can never think long and just act according to lust,” Chand said.

“I'm interested in Ghea, so is she. We decided to betray Manggala by establishing a tacit relationship. At its peak, I married Ghea and ended in divorce.”

Chand's explanation seems to slap Gendhis many times and return him to reality. Chand Fawwaz Gunadhya was apparently not as perfect as Gendhis had imagined.

The beauty and physical appearance of the man is in fact not comparable to the heinous deeds that he has done in the past.

“Ja-so ... it turns out .. You are the traitor often told by Manggala?” point to Gendhis with a stammer.

“Yes, it's me, Dhis. My status is a widower when mama betrothed us,”, Chand said with a faint smile.

“Gosh,” Gendhis round eyes glazed over as he watched the figure of the man who had actually stolen his heart. The perfect shadow of a Chand, collapsed instantly.

At that time, Chand only realized how beautiful and enchanting Gendhis was. Honey, the girl no longer looked at herself with an adoring gaze. The loving highlight of a Gendhis, turned into a real highlight of hatred.

“Aduh, very grateful to me. Thankfully, we were not married at the time. It turns out you're a jerk!” caci Gendhis laughed bitterly.

Without saying goodbye, the girl who would soon let go of her bachelor's life soon passed by from the Kalini treatment room, leaving Manggala and Chand fixated.