Reunion After

He is Special

Pov: Widya's

Mas Han kept his promise to come to my brother and mother's house. He brought all his family. I serve all the food we have. I adore you they are as good as possible, as the Apostle commanded us.

Before they came, I explained to my family first. I tell them very carefully, so that the past events do not happen again. Abah could only shut up, but one was sure, disappointed.

How else would you like? In fact, we are not fools. If forced, the victim is Alya.

"Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh," greeting opening greeting from Mr. Mas Han. A sign they're about to start the show.

The greeting was heard from everyone. Mr. Mas Han explained the purpose and purpose of their family coming to our house.

"We as Johanto's parents apologize for this. Really, this is beyond our predictions."

Mother representing me says it's okay. He has taken the path that has happened. Mas Han also expressed his apology directly, to the point of crying on my lap.

I'm not even feeling good about Lia. I'm afraid that woman will think that mas Han loves me very much. Han shouldn't have to do that.

"Sir Lia, I'm sorry, huh?"

Lia shook her head, "It is precisely me who should apologise, Ms. Wid. I went in and ruined everything. Sorry, nggih?"

I smiled at him. Actually in this case there is nothing wrong. That's how destiny works. I asked the man to stop his crying.

"Cooking pack frying grizzly?" candaku. "Let's eat monggo, this is the cook not Widya, you know."

"Well, I thought you were, Dek!"

Everybody laugh. This is the mood I want. All are happy, no awkwardness, no sadness or regret. They enjoy that food. I saw Alya and Gandi busy joking outside. Since when are they close? I don't know, let it go.

After eating, Lia helped me wash the dishes and clean things up. He told me about his introduction to Han. This woman is Alya's private tutor. He was ten years adrift of Han.

"It used to be that Alya would jokingly match her father with me. I just thought of it as a joke, it turned out that the boy had really set us up. That time, if not wrong mas Han and family came to meet with Ms. Wid." Lia gave the glass that had been washed to me for rinsing.

"From there Alya rebelled. I stopped being his private teacher. But, when the value came out, all plummeted, Ma'am. I don't have the heart, where time was the final test in plain sight."

I smiled, "No papa, Ma'am. It was precisely Mbak Lia who saved me. To be honest, until now I only considered Mas Han a friend. Can't be more."

"Yes still, Ma'am. There's guilt, I tried to resist it, it's definitely not going to be like this." He sighed.

"The highlight of Alya's rebellion was that earlier, he tried to hang himself in the room. When his father found him, the boy had trouble breathing."

I raised her heart. She shouldn't have talked that way because she's already Han's wife. The man surprised us.

"Bun, please make Daddy some coffee." Well, that guy showed me his unfortunately call to Lia.

"Tuh, listen. The call was just so friendly. Take it easy, Han will love you, Mother."

Mas Han coughed as soon as Lia washed her hands and poured water for her. I swear, they don't think about the widows who are near them. I protested, not accepting them showing off the affection in front of me.

"Don't call me Tompi?"

"Hush! I'll hear you later, Mas!"

Mas Han closed his mouth. Apologizing to me. After washing the dishes we rejoined our parents. They pray that his condition can improve soon. Afterwards pamit.

Abah asked how I felt. I said that's fine. I asked, what will my future be like?

"Widya wants to focus on taking care of Mom, brother, Gandi and the place of practice, Mom."

"Yes, it's up to you, Nduk." I am ready to give up my life choices.

Nine months after the incident that night, I only exchanged news with Lia via message. I deliberately blocked Han's mas number. Just in case, protect yourself from unnecessary gossip and guesswork.

Sometimes I get together with my old friends. Tell me about each of our lives. I was at Khusnul's house at the time. Suddenly, her husband called me.

He said he wanted to introduce me to someone. I was forced, forced to obey the wishes of Husnul's husband. How shocked I was, it turned out that what was about to be introduced to me was Tompi. The world is so narrow, right? Isn't it enough every night that he always bullies me through dreams?

"Introduction, Wid," orders Mas Nug.

"We know him, Mas. Uh, wrong ding. Widya knows him. But don't know if she knows Widya or not." I was acting a little arrogant to him.

I know he's still mad at me. If I force her gently, she'll get even more angry. I went back to the kitchen and helped Khusnul fry tofu meatballs.

"Where does Mas Nug know Tompi, Nul?" ask my best friend.

"Where are you, Wid? I forget. Ask yourself. That guy's good." I tried to promote him to me.

"Our relationship is long over."

Khusnul was surprised by my words. I told him the story of both of us. My best friend regrets our relationship.

"Then now? You still love her?" ask Khusnul.

"I don't know, one thing is certain, Nul, he has his own throne in my heart. His position is hard to replace by any man."

I heard there was water splashing. Is there anyone in the bathroom? When I tried to find out it was Tompi who came out.

"Who is this?" askinya. My heart rippled back to get that question. We haven't been together for a long time. And now he greeted me first.

"Self, you asked the same mas Nug to find a wife, huh?"

He didn't answer my question, but walked away. Very upset my heart. Oh, no, that doesn't matter to me. I chose to present the meatball tofu to the front of the terrace and join the others.

We sat side by side. I wanted to move, so as not to smell my favorite perfume again. Mas Nug interrogated us. The mouth of Khusnul has no filter. He could have said something I said in the kitchen. The old pot!

He glanced at me. I can't squint anymore. All eyes were on me full of intimidation.

"Yes, he is the most special! Satisfied?"

"Free special, if in fact can not be together. Can only accompany but cannot have. Not yet owned, but already have to mengikhlaskan," selorohnya so piercing my heart.

I choose a farewell from there. It seems like we will really become enemies. I hit the gas to go home. Why do I have to see him again? I was so upset at the same word I said.

He should have understood why we couldn't unite. But, he still did not accept that reason. Uh, why is my bike wobbling? I pulled over, I saw my back tire deflated.

"Oh, where's the tire patch?" I was alone because there was no one I could ask. A motor stopped next to my motor. Vest again.

"Do you want help?" tanyakanya.

"No!" How arrogant I am.

"Yes, congratulations on finding a patchworker. All I know is, it's still four hundred yards ahead. Take the bridge again."

He left me alone. Makes me even more upset. As I pushed, the bike turned around. He parked his bike and replaced me pushing the bike.

"Goodoo, Mom."

"Hmm" he answered.

Oh God, how stingy he answered my gratitude. Patience, this time I need help.