Reminiscences
section 16
Two hours later..........
Mr. Rahendra was having a meeting with his client in his office room as well as Arzan who took part there even though only mangosteen was only on their chat.
He chose silence because honestly a little do not understand the office thing.
Arzan Daritadi looked at a man his age who was a client of his father.
He felt like he was no stranger to this man and a strange shadow started to appear the first time he shook hands with the man.
Haris Wijaya, the name was like no stranger to him if not the name of the man who was being stared at himself.
30 Minutes or so of time spent discussing their work and finally it is now over as well.
" Arzan you should have a chat with this papa client. hahah." cried Mr. Rahendra to his son.
Arzan only smiled as did Haris who returned a smile as well.
" can we be friends" said Haris trying to get along.
" of course. "reply Arzan opens the door of friendship.
" hahah..well you should have a conversation in a more comfortable place." suggested Mr. Rahendra.
" good idea what you think." asked Haris to Arzan.
" not bad either. "said Arzan.
The cafe is not far from the office.
This is where the two handsome om are exchanging stories. They decided to go to this place to be more open.
" ohya already have a child how much." asked Haris after going through some chat earlier.
deg....
questions like that make Arzan nervous ya how not nervous want taro where om handsome approaching the word perfect that time until now is still alone.
If you say not sell well there are still many girls and widows who want to queue but want how else this om taste is rare.
" e. e. not yet. " replied Arzan with a heavy heart.
" hah.. eee. have tried to get to a place that is powerful yet, who knows can get offspring." explained Haris.
" where to try anyway the wife also does not have." replied Arzan memelas.
Haris was shocked and felt uneasy to have asked like that.
" samaff." "squeer.
" casual... ohya situ how have I been his children. "reply Arzan asked.
" it's been two and now my wife is pregnant the third one" Haris said.
" harmonious waahh yes surely you are more affectionate with the wife now." guess Arzan.
Not happy Haris even showed a sad face.
" so why. "not impolite to ask personal problems but Arzan too kepo people.
" since marriage I have no feelings for her because I married her because it was just an impingement.
" why is marriage made into an outlet means this slama you are not happy." asked Arzan.
" he's just the one my parents replaced because I didn't get married to the woman I love." Haris tells me.
" my first marriage failed because my future wife died and I loved that woman very much but unfortunately we could not unite because she died on the day of our marriage and more sick women it did not love me because he wanted to maintain his relationship with his lover. "what the man said was even his cheeks were wet with tears.
Arzan can feel the pain of being left for dead and he tries to channel his spirit to a new friend.
" be patient.it's all God's plan." said Arzan patted quietly on Haris' shoulder.
" if I get into your story maybe the role of your future wife's lover is me and the woman is Nadia. at first glance similar to our story when viewed from another angle.
" then are you really going to divorce your wife and make a wound in the heart of your child." asked Arzan and wanted to forbid Haris from doing so.
" i don't know if I really love my children but I can't stand the continuous tormented inner life with her and I'm sick of having to pretend harmony in front of my family to obey them to give many grandchildren... " babble Haris.
" pffttt... ahahahahaha.do not love him but you touch him. " Laughter Arzan.
" hey, I had to know. " grumbled Haris.
" there is still a baby in your wife's stomach so think again.pity when your child is born later to find his parents separated as well as your other children." Arzan recalls.
" and then let myself continue to be tormented inwardly." protested Haris.
" if you are sincere then you will be happy" said Arzan.
" huh. I'm not sure." replied Haris.
" be sure you've been patient for years and you'll give up halfway.... not everything we want we can have and that is in front of our eyes should be kept from being wasted because all the destiny of God on us is valuable.... maybe you're not happy being a husband to your wife but your son is so happy to have a father like you.. maybe you failed to become a husband but you managed to become a father to your son's son. So don't make a decision if it will affect the innocent... " at once Arzan cosplay as an advisor himself was not aware of the words of wisdom that he came out earlier.
" so wise sir. heheh.
" grateful that you can build a household unlike me who until now is still alone" said Arzan.
" hehe. I want to help you find mister... "
" hah.no need there are still many who want to queue just me who do not want. " reply Arzan.
" haaahh.. reduce your taste a little. You're too picky... "
" i choose to choose not to choose wrong." said Arzan.
" too choose to end yourself right.. ahaha.. ahaha." reply Haris.
" you're eleven twelve with the yanza as it turns out... "
" who is it.... "
" my pet." replied Arzan casually and yanza was sitting relaxing there who sent reward. Indeed yes, bad people are always sent a reward because many who do not but later reduced also because of his behavior.
it seems that the two om have been in a close relationship like a friend because Haris is also the type of person who is fun and not easily offended when asked to joke.
