Pursuing the Love of the Widower

Disconnecting

“Aborsi?” gendhis lips trembled when he said so. He immediately turned to Manggala who was no less surprised.

“You don't talk carelessly, Ta! When are you pregnant?” manggala Sentak.

“I did not intentionally tell it to you, sir. At that time I saw Mr. Manggala had found a heart patch that could replace his fiance. Unlike my time with me, Mr. Manggala was always moody and often mentioned the name Ghea. When I saw Mr. Manggala with Gendhis, Mr. Manggala really looked happy,” Sinta said as he sobbed.

“You pregnant?” reworked Manggala as if in disbelief. “Pregnant and abortion? Could you, Sinta?”

“According to Mr Manggala, what should I do? We have been in a relationship without status! I was also too stupid to fall in love half-dead with my father, so I was willing to give it all up. Then, suddenly Mr. Manggala claimed to be in love and wanted to have a serious relationship with Gendhis. At that time, I had a late period,” Sinta lowered her head and closed her mouth, so that her crying voice could not be heard.

“You should honestly say about your pregnancy, Sinta,” Manggala shook his head slowly. It was clear that he was disappointed in his sentence.

“If I was honest, what would you do?” ask Sinta while wiping away the tears.

“For sure I'll be in charge!” manggala. “You think I'm a jerk what, Ta?”

The atmosphere became silent for a moment. Both Gendhis and Sinta, both of them are equally soluble in their respective minds.

“We can cancel this wedding, Ngga,”, said Gendhis after being silent for a while.

“Please don't make things worse, Dhis,” protest Manggala. Highlight the eyes of his eagle sharply he pointed at Gendhis.

“Murking atmosphere?” Gendhis clucked resentfully in response to Manggala's words. “I ruined your relationship!” his jolt.

“Dhis! Me and Sinta just ...”

“Friends? What kind of friend? Sinta's mother got pregnant, Ngga!” cut off Gendhis with his index finger straight at Sinta.

“Sinta is no longer pregnant now!” Manggala turned his eyes to Sinta. “Her fault for being dishonest. So, I refused to cancel the wedding.”

“Gosh,” Gendhis can only be agape at the answer of Manggala.

“I admit, Dhis. I was devastated, for years. Then, I met Sinta. I did not think long at that time and only intend to let go with him,” explained Manggala slowly.

“You damaged Mbak Sinta, Ngga,” hiss Gendhis. Her shadow would be the perfect figure of Manggala, shattered instantly.

“I told you I didn't know Sinta was pregnant, Dhis. Had I known, I would have ...”

“Be responsible and marry her!” cut gendhis again. “Lantas, how is it different from me canceling wedding plans now, Ngga? If at that time you knew that Ms. Sinta was pregnant, surely you would not have a serious relationship with me.”

“I love you, Dhis! It's reality! I don't know when those feelings came up, but I'm definitely in love and comfortable with you!” Manggala was not ashamed anymore to say loud. He didn't care even though some people were around, looking at him.

“You should say that love to Mbak Sinta. He is more entitled!” gendhis said while looking at Sinta who was more down and crying.

“I'll talk to your mom and dad. We end it all here, Ngga,” said Gendhis full of confidence. He then turned around leaving Manggala and Sinta who were still stunned to hear his words.

“Dhis, please!” unexpectedly, Manggala chased after Gendhis. He pulled the hand of his future wife so that it faced him. Manggala then knelt down in front of Gendhis. He did not feel ashamed at all for having been the center of attention back then.

“Standing, Ngga. You saw a lot of people,” tell Gendhis. But Manggala refused.

“I don't want to bother with other people. My focus is only you, Dhis! I want you to be my wife!” Manggala remained adamant.

“Ngga,” the heart of Gendhis increasingly sliced to see the persistence of Manggala. Caught the look of a man with man bun-style hair. “I have one request. Try to imagine yourself in the position of Mbak Sinta. That's it.”

The mangosteen has opened its mouth to fill. But in the end he fell silent while staring fixedly at Gendhis.

“Mbak Sinta who accompanies you at the lowest point of your life, Ngga. She almost contained your seed. He sacrificed himself to drop the womb to see you were happy with me. What's less sincere is he, Ngga? If there is a woman who is the most appropriate figure to accompany you in the guarantee, Ma'am Ask the person,” Gendhis forced a smile.

It was already inconceivable how devastated Gendhis felt back then. But he has chosen his path. According to him, this is the best for all, especially Sinta. The kind and meek woman must get justice for all the wounds she has ever received.

“Goodbye, Angga. The coolest and most amazing man. Thanks to all,” Gendhis cupped the handsome face of Manggala, then kissed his lips at a glance.

“Please, don't do this, Dhis,” Manggala grasped both hands of Gendhis who still touched his face.

“Ngga, for Sister Sinta,” Reply Gendhis. “She's lost a lot of things. If you really love me, you must understand my decision.” He said while releasing Manggala's hand.

“I take you home,” Manggala do not despair. He again grabbed the weak shaking hand of Gendhis.

“There is Sinta Mbak who has been waiting for you, tuh,” pointed Gendhis at Sinta who is still sitting glued to the cafe chair.

“I'll take you home, Dhis!” force Manggala. His grip grew stronger on Gendhis wrist.

“Kata mama first, witing tresno jalaran soko kulino. You may not feel that love right now. However, as time went on, I was sure that love would come. Learn to accept Sinta. Or maybe, you already love him, just not yet aware,” Gendhis forced laughter.

“I love you, Dhis. How many times do I have to say that. You are my future wife, not another,” Manggala admitted defeat that day. He dared to show his frail side to Gendhis. Yes, the long-haired man who always looked masculine was shedding tears. The grip weakens, as the sense of poignancy that increasingly dominates the heart of Manggala.

Seeing the opportunity, Gendhis hurriedly let go of his hand. “I also love and love you, Ngga. Hopefully in the future, you are always happy,” he said. Gendhis then left without waiting for Manggala's reply.

He did not care anymore even though Manggala called his name so loudly, Gendhis ran as fast as he could and did not turn his head again. She left everything at the cafe, including the party dress that had been purchased using Manggala's credit card.

Gendhis ran out of the mall area, then turned through a small street not far from the parking lot. I don't know where that road leads, he doesn't think about it anymore. What matters is how Manggala can't find him.

Once it felt safe, Genphis took out a mobile phone. He opened the map app, then searched the home address of Manggala's parents.

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Refreshment first with this one cool work, yuk