The Destiny of Love Aleesha
Chapters. 37. Meet Mr. Saleh
Day 2 at the hotel.
Arriving at the inn, David returned to lay down his body after walking around the village road. Not just to enjoy the cool morning air, but He also wants to investigate, what is right Chacha he met is Chacha that Asbram was looking for all this time.
drr..drrttt...
The phone in his pocket was shaking.
"Mr Aleesha." David Mumbled.
'Captured no yes ?' Thoughtful full of consideration.
"Hallo Ma'am." He finally lifted up too.
"Hallo Mr David, how about Mr ? Did you get any information from Mas Bram ?" Aleesha asked who was previously worried about her husband's condition.
"Sorry Ma'am, I forgot to tell Mrs Aleesha. This I've been with Mr. Bram. There are jobs outside the city that cannot be represented and must be done by Mr. Bram himself."
David was forced to lie, in order to keep the feelings of a wife towards her husband.
"Oh, well Mr. David. Thanks information. May it always be easy on all affairs." Aleesha commented, without wanting to know what she was doing and how her husband was doing.
"Thank You Ma'am. Oh yes for a while, Mr. Bram's phone can not be contacted, because it fell while on location." David is lying again.
"It's okay sir." Only that was able to come out of Aleesha's lips.
'Sorry Ma'am, I had to lie to Ms. Aleesha.' Say it in the heart.
Just finished breathing, having managed to string the word together as an excuse to convey to Aleesha, the gini returned its phone vibrating.
"Pak Purnama's. What should I say." Own omelnya.
"Yes hello sir."
"Hallo Vid, are you with Asbram ?"
"Oh yes sir."
"Why can't Asbram's phone be called ?"
"Yes, sir, Mr. Bram's cell phone was damaged by falling in the water. It's still under repair."
"Then, what kind of job does it take for you to get out of town ?"
"Oh, that's Mr. Bram working with a local TV station for a show sir."
David is looking for an excuse.
"Yes, tell Asbram to get used to saying goodbye to his wife. Not to worry at home."
"Yes sir."
'Uuhhhh ... David, David, how stupid are you. What else would you say that Asbram can't change.' Brought to himself.
Kling ...
("Vid, is Asbram with you?")
This time a short message from Mama Rose.
("Yes Ma'am, there are jobs that Mr. Bram has to deal with directly outside the city.) The answer lies back.
("Mom trusts you, come back soon when your business is done." )
("Good Mom.")
"I'm Sorry Miss Rosema, forced I'll also have to lie to you."
Guilt lingered in his mind.
"I promise you, especially Mama Purnama who already thinks of me as her own child, and Ms. Aleesha, I will try to put Asbram back in its place." Mumbled himself.
His little heart said, Chacha is not Chacha. The series of questions that the Full family throws at him, strengthen David's heart to seek the truth.
The affection for Asbram's parents, who had guided and provided him with moral and material support, made David unable to remain silent with what he saw before his eyes.
"Returned to its place ? Aissshhh."
David laughed at himself hearing his own chatter.
Keerucuukk....
He rubbed his stomach which was starting to feel hungry.
Perhaps, too much lying makes worms in the stomach David demo asking for rations.
'Bring first, run out it look for breakfast.' He thought, grabbing the towel on the hanger.
***
A plate of vegetable meat, complete with one egg and fried, has satisfied his hunger. Especially with a glass of warm tea. Complete already filled his stomach.
"Hey."
Someone patted him on the back.
'Asbram.' His greeting was deep in heart, as He made sure who the owner of the burly palm was patting his shoulder.
"You're still here ?" Asbram again asked the question, but David still casually enjoyed a glass of warm tea and was reluctant to answer it.
"What about the company, if you leave it lingering ?" Asbram asked a question.
David put down his glass, and turned his body towards his interlocutor.
Like a hot slap hitting a target. David's words succeeded in making Asbram put down his morning breakfast.
"Vid, I just need the right time to solve my personal problems."
"You didn't solve Bram's problem, you added to it." Its meaning.
"Diminish your voice." Pinta Asbram.
"Come on Bram, I don't know your way of thinking. Where is your conscience for women. You're trying to keep other people feeling, but indirectly, you're also hurting the hearts of those who love you." Sluggishly.
"That morning, almost everyone was looking for you. Mr. Purnama, Mrs Purnama and most importantly your wife. They're all worried about you." He continued, hoping that Asbram would open his eyes.
"Oh, it's free to talk to people who are stone-hearted." That sentence ended the discussion between the two.
David leaves Asbram back after paying for his breakfast.
'I want to know something about the girl, but I don't know where to start.' The complaint in the heart.
Bruukk...
"Sorry sir, sorry."
Accidentally, David collided with a father who was slightly older than Mr. Purnama.
"Father is okay ?" Ask David to make sure.
"It's okay, son, you're not careful." The answer.
"Sorry sir, I didn't pay attention to the road either."
"Here you go, Dad, it's okay, let's kid."
"Please sir."
"Hufff ..." Complaints relieved.
'Oh, it turns out that you also want to buy breakfast at this stall.' Comment his heart side.
David's feet stepped back, after making sure the fathers were okay.
"Lo Nak Bram, here too."
However, his steps came to a standstill after hearing the person he met outside greeting his best friend.
'Who is that person, it sounds like they are very familiar.' the nucleus is full of probes.
'Better, I'll sit here first. Who knows I've got information about Asbram's heart girl.' He thought of making a decision.
"Mr, please Sir. Let's have breakfast with me."
The sound of Asbram welcoming the greeting of the Father earlier.
"Oh, son, thank you. I just want to make coffee." The answer.
"Mom black coffee one ya." Shouted Asbram ordering a cup of coffee.
It doesn't take long, a cup of coffee is available.
"Please sir, Mr. Saleh's tumben coffee in the stall." Sapa the seller's mother, who was also very familiar with a father who he called Mr. Soleh this.
"Again the desire, let a little different atmosphere." Joke him.
"No breakfast sir ?" Bargain the seller's mother.
"Maturnuwun, I've had breakfast a plate of sweet potatoes earlier." Kelakarannya.
The atmosphere inside the stall sounded very familial. In fact, as a tourist, Asbram was so familiar and did not seem awkward to joke.
"Breakfast kok sweet potato mas, mbok ya once ngincipin lontong vegetable in my shop. Mumpung there are prospective ghosts who treat."
"Uhuk ... uhukk..huk huk huk..."
I don't know what was wrong from the words of the shop owner's mother, so it made Mr. Saleh choke when he just started sipping a cup of coffee served.
"Eh, sir, sorry. Slowly drink it." Said the sales mom feeling guilty.
"It's okay, it's okay. I'm not just direct. How much is this coffee ?" He answered sounding hasty.
"Lo's in a hurry, the coffee's not over yet."
"It's okay. I forgot, if I have an appointment with Mr. RT today." The answer came back in haste.
"Already sir, let me pay later." Prevent Asbram when Mr. Saleh pulls out his wallet.
"Thank you son, you're first."
"Together Sir, or, wait for me a moment, let me deliver Sir." Asbram offers.
"No-no, thanks. Son Bram just relax, you can be alone." Refuse immediately say goodbye.
"Pie to sir, I'm giving you a nice ride I don't want to." Omel the Mother's own seller.
'What's wrong with Mr. Saleh, why are you suddenly leaving.' Asbram thought to himself.
"Oh... Oh God, why am I haunted by this guilt." Lirih Pak Soleh while walking out of the stall.
'So this is Mr. Saleh, who, according to Asbram, was the uncle of Chacha, who had regarded Chacha as his own son. But, why did his expression change and immediately left after the shop owner's mother joked about the prospective daughter-in-law.' David was a little suspicious.
"Something seems wrong. I gotta get something." His words immediately stood up, trying to follow where Mr. Saleh went.
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