Pursuing the Love of the Widower

Perfect Plan

“What's up, Dhis?” ask Manggala. The long-haired man was not a fool who did not understand the body language of his interlocutor.

“Nothing. What if you accompany me shopping? So, you hold this credit card. People usually know the limits. Not like a girl who often flouts,” said Gendhis.

“Ah, who said? I also like the heat. Moreover, if you have seen a beautiful girl ..” Manggala did not have time to continue his words, after seeing Gendhis unusual facial expression. “Kayak you.” The man continued his words, with a tone of speech that sounded very cautious.

“Kayak me?” birthday Genthis. He approached Manggala. “Actually, what type of girl do you dream of?”

“Why are you, Dhis? Is there something that affects your mind?” terka Manggala's. His instincts moved quickly, capturing the different attitudes that the lover displayed.

“Neither,” replied Gendhis lightly. “I just feel surprised, because usually a man chooses the type of woman who is not too far from his ex. Ah, I mean .. yes we know for ourselves what your ex is named Ghea. It is clear that he is very different from me,”, Gendhis said. Making Manggala increasingly clueless with the purpose of his words.

“Yes, Ghea is very different from me,” Gendhis. “First, we have much different chest size. Second, my hips are also not as big as her hips. Third ...”

“Dhis, stop,” by Manggala. “Why are you suddenly discussing such unimportant things?” asked Manggala full of investigation. “We already know and have made a serious commitment. You have to note this, if I have decided to be serious about a woman, then as bad as her physical appearance will not be a matter of meaning. It's different if I just want to have fun. As beautiful and sexy as that woman is, I will not defend her. If we have to finish, yes. Done,” said Manggala kalem.

Genphis did not respond immediately. He stared at the handsome man before him. “Who are you talking to?” asked Genphis blankly.

Manggala which was still looking calm, began to show an unusual look. “What's really? Who do you mean?” He asked back. Manggala was silent for a while. He tried to guess the direction of Gendhis speech and attitude that felt so strange. “No. Don't tell me you're suspecting me.” Manggala's face stiffened.

“I didn't say anything,” Gendhis laughed softly, But a disappointed look was clearly visible on his face. “Are you sure you want to marry this mediocre, unsexy me?” gendhis asked suddenly.

“Dhis!” the tone of Manggala's speech began to rise. “I don't like your direction,” reprimands slowly.

“As of you, Ngga. I'll go home first. Want to shower and cool the head,” Gendhis did not wait until Manggala responded to his words. She turned around and left the room of her future husband. Inwardly, Gendhis hoped that Manggala would follow him. But that hope did not materialize.

Gendhis returned home bearing the burden of his gala, he was so agonizing. So galanya, that he did not heed the greeting ceu Imas.

The tomboyish girl who turned slightly feminine stepped with a glaring gaze towards the room. After locking the door tightly, he placed the backpack containing the beloved camera on the table carefully.

Gendhis had stood in front of the table while daydreaming for a while until his feet tingled. He also changed position by laying down in bed until after dinner.

Ceu Imas, who was not used to seeing Gendhis's strange behavior, was worried. Grandma Sri's granddaughter never lost her appetite, even though she was sick. Not even infrequently Ceu Imas was horrified to see the portion of Gendhis that was beyond reason. However, tonight, the girl seemed to have forgotten her dinner schedule.

“Mbak, special dishes are ready! I ordered nasi padang, right? Udah came the order, three servings,” exclaimed Ceu Imas while knocking softly on the door of the room Gendhis.

“That one, eat aja, Ceu. The rest go in the refrigerator to write again tomorrow morning,” said Gendhis a little loud.

“Mbak, don't eat?” ceu Imas's question pitched in amazement and disbelief.

“Kenyang, Ceu.” The reply of Gendhis made the feathers of Ceu Imas bristle. His wild mind had already imagined that the girl was just an apparition resembling Gendhis.

Ceu Imas shuddered in horror. Hurriedly he ran to the kitchen to store the rice field orders of Gendhis into the refrigerator. He rushed into the room and locked it. Ceu Imas intended to hide there until morning.

“Gosh, it's dawn,” Gendhis is wide in disbelief. This is the biggest record in Gendhis's life, given that he has never missed a single night without a good night's sleep, at least eight hours.

Gendhis decided to get out of bed, because if he forced to sleep for a while, it could be ascertained that he would be clear until the afternoon. It is possible that Gendhis will not be able to work and his plan will definitely fail.

“I must be strong! Can't sleep!” Gendhis clenched his hands, then raised them high into the air. Before long, his stomach rang as if answering the spirit of Gendhis. “Duh, hungry,” murmured.

Without waiting for long, Gendhis rushed to the kitchen and warmed two servings of paddy rice into the microwave. Once warm, he ate it greedily until it was gone. Ceu Imas who had been out of the room since then, finally breathed a sigh of relief. The real Gendhis is back, he thought.

Two hours passed, and Gendhis began to prepare to leave for the office. At half-eight, he had appeared neat and sat comfortably in the motorcycle seat that had been ordered. The feeling is a little different when you imagine you will meet Manggala in the office later.

However, Gendhis brushed aside everything that made him uncomfortable. He focuses fully on the day and working as professionally as possible until the working hours are over. Until then, in fact Manggala did not visit him at all or just send a message.

Gendo chose not to care. After all, there is a big plan that must be carried out after work, which is to shop with Sinta while scraping important information from him.

So far, the first step has been successfully passed by Gendhis. He shopped with Sinta at a luxury boutique at one of the malls in Bandung. Gendhis also managed to persuade Sinta to pay using Manggala's credit card.

After taking a walk, Gendhis took Sinta around and visited every contemporary food stall. His journey ended in a cafe. “What message, Mbak?” gendhis asked when Sinta was seriously reading the menu.

“Es coffee, deh,” replied Sinta.

“Eat?” gendhis Tawal.

“No need, still full,” refuse Sinta smooth.

“OK,” Gendhis nodded, then wrote down the order and handed it to the loyal cafe clerk waiting next to him. While waiting, Gendhis intended to ask about everything to Sinta.

Baby, before the plan is done, the phone first rings. Gendhis took a rough breath as he read the name Manggala on his screen. “Halo,” greet lazy Gendhis.

“Share your current location, I picked up,” Manggala said without further ado. Gendhis almost refused, when suddenly a brilliant idea came to his mind.

Without much to say, Gendhis ended the call. He sent the location to Manggala while occasionally glancing at Sinta who was also serious with her phone. Gendhis added a message with capital letters, “I wait now!”

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