Pursuing the Love of the Widower

The Reunion of Ex-Buddy Friends

“Gosh,” Manggala shook his head slowly while laughing softly. “This is your real mama who wants to give pie to Gendhis? You are not looking for reasons, ‘kan?”

“Finding reasons for what?” Chand scrunched his forehead an incomprehensible mark.

“Day now, there is rarely a boy who wants to be told to his mother,” said Manggala.

“Rarely does not mean no,” reply Chand.

While Gendhis could only shut up and pay attention to the conversation of the two handsome men in front and beside him. If he can fantasize, Gendhis imagines being contested by Manggala and Chand.

However, Gendhis immediately dismissed the wild wishful thinking. Besides being unreasonable, the girl had also completely lost her taste with Chand. The actions of her former husband-to-be in the past have made Genphis feel very disappointed.

“Udah, no fuss, no fuss. I gladly received the pineapple pie. Say thank you to Aunt Kalini,” Lerai Gendhis.

“Let me tell Mama,” sahut Chand. Highlight the man's eyes were straight directed at Manggala who was also looking at him sharply.

“Sit first, Chand,” bargain Gendhis, just a little pleasantry. But who would have thought that the beautiful widower accepted Gendhis invitation and took a seat on the living room sofa.

Manggala immediately turned to Gendhis while putting up a protest. “Kok told to come in, anyway?” the whispers are so soft.

“But I was just talking. Where do I know if he wants,” said Gendhis defended himself.

“Yes, geez, Dhis,” Manggala chortling. The tall man sat on the sofa. One hand pulled Genphis to sit next to him. However, Gendhis refused because he had to put the pineapple pie first.

“You guys just talk, yeah. I want to put this pie,” point Gendhis on the baking sheet he's holding. Without waiting for an answer from Manggala, the tomboyish girl who turned slightly feminine hurriedly went inside and placed her cake on the dining table.

“From who, Ma'am?” tanya Utari who was busy preparing dinner, assisted by Byakta the husband, and Arya her brother-in-law.

“From Aunt Kalini,” replied Gendhis briefly as he walked back towards the living room.

“Hah?” utari's curiosity psyche thrashed, forcing him to leave work and choose to follow Gendhis.

“Eh, Tar. This is the carrot diapain?” byakta is confused.

“Yes, this is also diapain kolnya? What does it keep weighing?” sahut Arya is equally confused.

“Sst,” instead of answering, Utari instead put her index finger on the lips. “Lima more minutes I'm back. You wait, yes,” he said as it passed, making Byakta and Arya look at each other, then shrug.

“His children Mr. Susena nothing is right,” complained Arya lirih.

Utari followed the steps of Gendhis to walk side by side. But arriving at the wall between the family room and the living room, Gendhis instead stopped and hid. Automatic Utari follow what her brother did. Sayup-sayup, the brothers eavesdrop on the conversation between Manggala and Chand.

“Do you still often communicate with Ghea?” manggala asked.

“Do not communicate. Listen to his voice from far away I'm sick of it,” replied Chand indifferently.

“Oh, yes, I forgot. Betrayed is painful, yes,” said Manggala while laughing. After that it was quiet. The two handsome men were silent to each other.

“So, when are your wedding party plans?” it was Chand's turn to ask.

“Front month,” replied Manggala briefly.

“Hopefully smooth,” timpal Chand before the atmosphere returns to silence.

“You are not looking for opportunities, ‘kan?” back Manggala let out a sound.

“Searching for opportunities for what? Approaching Gendhis? Jesus, Ngga. I'm not that crazy. I don't want to ruin people's relationships anymore. It's all purely because Mama forced me to come here and bring her homemade cake to Gendhis,” argues Chand.

“Good. Just you know yes. Our relationship has gone that far. Gendhis cannot turn around anyone,” Manggala said.

“I believe that. Considering you used to be as wild as anything,” reply Chand as he chuckled.

Gendhis hurriedly shook his head strongly. “I can clearin,” whispered softly.

“If Papa knew, he must be disappointed,” grumbled Utari shrivelled.

“Tar, I do not say anything about Manggala,” Gendhis refutes. “Ehm, I mean, say nothing but not to say,” the balance is not clear.

“Ah, whatever. Anyway I was disappointed with my sister,” Utari sighed softly, then turned her back, leaving behind the most miserable Gendhis.

“Tar,” exclaims Gendhis restrained. But Utari did not care. Gendhis scratched his non-itchy head, then thought for a while. In the end he decided to return to the living room.

Gendhis put on a cheerful face, as if nothing had happened before. “Hey, chat what are you two doing?”

“Not something important, Honey. Sitting here,” Manggala patted the surface of the sofa on its side.

Gendhis also said. He sat down gracefully next to Manggala while glancing at Chand for a moment. “Deliver to aunt Kalini, the cake is delicious,” said Gendhis later. Though he had not had time to taste the appetizing pie.

“Oke, I'll deliver.” Finished saying so, Chand suddenly crossed his legs while playing the phone. It made Manggala and Gendhis frown in astonishment.

“You ... again wait for what?” Gendhis dared to ask.

“Oh, yes. I'll take a ride, Dhis. Mama forced me to talk to you. He gave me an hour. Before an hour, I can't go home, ” explained Chand.

“Why not go around the mall? Aunt Kalini will not know,” cetus Gendhis.

“Can't, Dhis. I have to send the latest location to mama every five minutes,” Chand directs his phone screen towards Gendhis while grimacing. “Udah, you guys just chat. Assume I'm not here.”

“Oh, that's a simple matter,” between Manggala. “You heard him, didn't you, honey? Let's just say there is no one here besides us,” said the gentleman. He grinned, then brought his face closer to Gendhis.

“Eh,” Gendhis rewinds his face while covering his lips with both hands. “I am not usually friendly in front of people,” reject it so softly.

“Yes, geez. Very plain indeed, you,” at that time, Manggala did laugh. However, the look in his eyes could not hide the disappointment.

“Later if we are married, you can do whatever you want,” persuaded Gendhis. He was able to understand Manggala's seemingly uncomfortable attitude.

The handsome man who owned nirvana Media responded by looking at Gendhis meaningfully for a while. “I never fret for any problem. However, when I see you as Chand, can I be scared?” manggala whispered very softly, so that Chand could not hear his words.

Gendhis looked down deeply. He then looked up again and returned Manggala's gaze. “I'm also actually afraid of failing to marry again,” reply Gendhis no less shrewd. “Almost when I heard you came out together Sinta and at the same time, your phone can not be contacted.”

“Dhis,” Manggala's strange gaze had turned soft and sweet. “I do not say anything with Sinta. I only knew him for a long time. Our relationship is purely superior and subordinate. Not more. The problem of my phone that can not be contacted, it seems that at that time I was checking in the plane,” said Manggala, still in a whisper.

“I believe in you,” Gendhis smiled sweetly. He ventured into kissing Manggala's cheeks briefly.

“Then, we keep each other's trust until the agreement later, yes. How?” tawang Manggala's.

“Deal!” Gendhis thrusts his little finger, which Manggala soon grabs by wrapping his little finger as well. The two lovebirds then laughed amusedly.

Without the two of them knowing, Chand watches the romantic interaction closely.

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