Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

122. Events In The Mall

"Home home, Yu?" ask a voice from behind me, startling enough to surprise me. Mom looked down at the street where Doctor Wira's car had disappeared.

"Mother? Shocked Ayu, Mom."

"Mommy is worried, you go home using the public vehicle, the phone mother was also not lifted," said Mother. I took my phone out of the bag.

"Dead it turns out, Mom. I forgot to charge" I replied.

"Yes already. Shower, keep eating dinner."

"Yes, Mom."

...*** ...

Today Desi and I are going to do a sudden inspection of the weaving section. It feels good to also go into the factory after a long time, from morning to evening, just struggling in the room with a computer in plain sight.

The roar of the weaving machine echoed in the room. Some machines run in conjunction with some experienced operators waiting and checking the work of the machine.

I was confused and also amazed by the performance of this machine. Confused, how does the thread sheet that goes into the machine from one end and comes out into a sheet of cloth at the other end?

"Mbak Ayu, later in the afternoon there is no event?"

"Nothing. Why?" I asked Desi.

"That's, the kids aren't gonna hangout together. Wanna come with me?" ask Desi again. The roar of the engine sound is quite disturbing to the ears, but does not make a loud Desi sound inaudible.

"What time?" ask again.

"Away from here. Tired of working, we never go outside. Mumpung is not told to overtime," said Desi again with a laugh.

"We'll soon be exporting goods, ma'am. It will be busy next week. Mumpung not too busy and go home overtime the night continues, we refreshing first, yuk! To the mall that is near the square." invite him again.

"Oh. Can, deh. Who's aja?" my many. We walked through the machine after machine that kept removing one sheet of white cloth and automatically rolled up to form a large roll of cloth.

"We are four."

"Amar coming?" ask again.

"He never misses. Although only a guy himself, but he's always okay if we take him out!" desi said again.

We continued our event, observing the work of employees who looked very dexterous checking and doing their job well.

In the afternoon, we went home together. I hugged Nina, while Amar hugged Desi behind her. It just so happened that the two of them were carrying their respective helmets, so did not worry about being dismissed by the police.

The mall we went to was quite a distance away, almost half an hour away, but this was closer if I continued on my way home.

I told Mom I was leaving with the others and I'd be home late. Mother allowed.

The main place we went to was the cinema. However, the film we agreed to watch was shown at eight p.m. It was impossible for us to wait for the movie to air at such an hour. Finally, we just shop.

Nina and Desi, both looked noisier as we entered the women's clothing store. They asked each other for opinions with the clothes they took and wore in front of the bodies of the two.

"Mbak Ayu, good isn't it?" ask Nina. The light blue shirt she was sticking on her body.

"Good."

"If this?" He put on a soft pink shirt.

"Good," I replied again.

"Oh, Ma'am Ayu mah. It's good, it's good. Nina has to choose which one, dong!" exclaim Nina pout.

I'm laughing a little. "Both are good, too" I said. I really can't choose. Nina, a cute girl with a cute face and a body that is not too high, but she is, indeed good with whatever clothes she wears.

"Em .. Choose this!" Nina returned the soft pink shirt to the hanging shelf and held the light blue shirt in her hands.

"Will not shop?" ask Desi.

"No ah. No one wants to buy either" I replied.

"Nobody wants to buy or don't bring money?" whispered Nina. "If Madam Ayu does not bring money, I pay you all. It's easy to turn it around, cut the payday, hehe." Nina chuckled as she covered her mouth with one hand. He did not know, in my wallet there is also an ATM card containing about 37 million money, the rest of the land sale in the village.

"Money is there, but you don't want to buy anything anymore." Nina and Desi nodded at my words.

"Splash the shopping, pity Amar was waiting." I pointed at Amar who was sitting on one of the chairs provided in this shop.

"Yes" the two women answered simultaneously.

I approached Amar who was playing his phone. His face was bent like he was not excited. Unlike usual this man is always cheerful.

"Why the hell?" my many.

Amar did not answer. His head bowed still staring at his cellphone which showed a picture of him and a woman.

"Buntle, Ma'am."

"Why?"

"Cia's parents .. yesterday I told Cia to come home, Cia's parents asked me when I wanted to propose to Cia." Amar was silent again. He turned on his dead phone, rubbing the screen right on the lover's face.

"Certainly? Nice, dong. When are you going to propose to Cia?" I asked Amar. The man again let out his breath quite hard and heavy.

"Amar is confused, Ma'am. About the proposal, Amar could be in the near future. That Amar also has a plan and has told the same Mother and Father in the village, but the problem ... Cia's parents said they wanted a reception in the building, massive, because it has also been mentioned all sorts. Amar's confused. If only a simple ordinary marriage Amar can be Ma'am, but if you have to be in the building and obey the wishes of Cia's parents for a luxurious wedding, Amar seems unable to," said the man, said, his head goes deeper. A hue of sadness emanated on his handsome face.

"Have you talked about this again with Cia's parents? Honest with your finances?" ask her. He shook his head.

"But Cia's parents know that you still have a little sister that you're responsible for?" ask again. Amar nodded.

"Tau, Mother. But don't know, why Cia's parents want a fancy wedding. His mother said that Cia was the first and only child, she wanted our marriage to be memorable, he said, "he said languidly.

I stroked Amar's shoulder gently.

"Propsy. You just try to talk about this first with Cia, who knows, Cia also does not mind if you ask for an ordinary marriage. Let him tell his parents that you can't accept their request" I said.

"Yes, Mother. Later Amar tried to talk to Cia," he said.

Desi and Nina had already finished shopping, one paperbag in each hand both.

"Seriously very visible. What the hell is that, anyway?" Nina the keeper asked.

"By the way. Long time shopping. I'm hungry, loh. It wasn't lunch time!" said this man in an angry tone. His rattled face back, unlike just now when he confided in me. At first glance I don't believe what I see. If he was such a heartbroken man, this time he looks really good.

"Duh, pity. Wrong yourself not eating." Desi laughed mockingly at Amar.

"That's because there's a retreat from the confection and I'm also the one who has to intervene to go outside for real. Come on, eat. Hungry this!" call Amar while standing.

"Yes, Cute. We eat." Desi wrapped her arms around the youngest man among us and dragged him towards the escalator to return to the top floor, where the foodcourt was located.

Desi and Nina ordered food, while Amar and I looked for empty seats while carrying their bags. Save more time he said.

"Sir, sorry about that. I'm talking to the same mom. Don't let those two people know, yeah. If you know, I must have been ridiculed!" pinta this man glanced towards Nina and Desi who were queuing for food.

"Yes, done. Nothing, really," I replied, raising two thumbs.

We sat by the big window. From here, we can see the movement that is out there. Street lights twinkled there. The white, yellow, and red dots from the vehicle lights fill the streets to make a beautiful view of the evening.

This place, the time of night like this, reminds me of someone. One who has been present in my life for seven years, and now must belong to a stranger I do not know.

The taste in my heart .. pain, loss, and maybe .. there are tucked away longing moments where Mas Hilman happens to be very sweet and also romantic.

Smile, attention, and also care for the pain and loneliness that is in the heart, he can heal until this heart is always pounding and also more like and love him. Naas once, the desire of both parents who make our lives now like this.

"Mr. Kok. Eat up!" Desi surprised me who had been focused on the outside. I was shocked, not hearing and seeing the arrival of Nina and Desi.

"Eh, iy. Thanks." Thanks."

"Mbak daydreaming what the hell? Ex-ex guy? Or a new boyfriend?" Nina started to interrupt. Desi nudged Nina's arm quite hard.

"Non-polite!" cerca Desi's.

"Yes, Ma'am Ayu was called no nyahut. This is the food coming." Nina pointed to the same food as her, rice and chicken and cola drinks in front of me.

"Eh, yes. Enjoy the night view. Sorry," I said.

"Oh, Nina thinks Ayu's mom is reminiscing about something, hehe." Nina laughed a little.

We enjoyed the meal while having a light chat.

"Des, Nin. I go to the toilet first, yeah." I said to them. Desi and Nina answered in unison, while Amar was busy eating, only raising a thumb in his left hand.

I go to the toilet. Some people go back and forth and go in and out.

Finished with my business, I immediately rushed out. Not even two steps out of the toilet, my body suddenly flinched.

I was shocked when someone blocked my hand and pulled me somewhere else.