The Love Story of Single Parents

Chapters 101. Finally I Get it

Chapters 101. Finally I Get it

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"Only time can heal the wound, the rest is the courage to accept the fate"

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Wisang, Shinta and Sekar have arrived at the shophouse. Along the way Shinta observes the two's mute interaction.

The narrow-eyed man repeatedly stole the opportunity to glance at Sekar who was still a manyun. He remembered the woman's lips, the lips that fell on her lips.

Wisang chuckled alone, making Shinta and Sekar frown. That guy is crazy, he thought.

" You've known him for a long time?" shinta asked breaking the silence.

"No!" reply Sekar.

"Yes!" reply Wisang.

And they spoke in the same time and in the same second. Compact in different ways.

Shinta gawks are made, they are compact yet out of tune. " I mean, not so!" sahut Wisang's.

A truly mysterious man. Wisang has a facial mimic cooler than Abhimanyu. However, right now he is nothing more than a silly man who escorts two women who are not too familiar.

Shinta scrolled her phone then smiled.

I'll pick you up at the shop, yeah, cancel plane. So I go home, you can't. I want to take you on the road.

Rangga sent a message to Shinta, she was happy if her husband came home early.

"Why do you smile?" Wisang.

"Oh, this is my husband to pick me up. Get me down at the intersection. Oh yes, Sekar Rukonya does not need to be opened. You take care of the rest the other day. Dhira seems to still be a long time at his mother's house."

As he glanced, it meant that he would be alone and only with the annoying man beside him.

Duh mbak Shinta, don't stay with me dong. She did not answer Shinta. He just nodded, after all how dare he interrupt the husband and wife event.

"Really Ma'am?" ask Sekar.

"Yes, it is rare for Rangga to come home this late. And Dhira hasn't come back yet!"

Eventually they lost.

"Isn't it really okay for me to come down here?" ask Wisang.

"Gapapa, Rangga already want to come. I have WA him. Wait a minute, pity if he goes to the shop again, muter."

"You guys go first!"

Mangosteen whispers only. She also does not know who Shinta and her husband are. " Oh yes, we are first!" pamit Wisang's.

When he turned to Shinta by sticking his head out the window of the car, he looked at Shinta who shouted without a sound, while sticking his hands to his lips to form the letter V, while saying "Good luck!" while giggling amusedly looking at him.

Just knowing what Shinta said, apparently his co-worker deliberately pranked himself. He put his head back in with a grim face, then glanced at Wisang.

"You don't frown so, you can think of my pedophile later. Because one car with a child who wants to cry!" tukas Wisang chuckled.

Hearing the man beside him, Sekar reflex covered his chest and mouth in a protective motion. Wisang increasingly chuckled.

" I already know what it's like, what are you covering up for, hm?" sekar's face was already red. She was embarrassed, really embarrassed.

"Why are we here?" Sekar was confused, because instead of turning, Wisang instead drove his car continuously.

"I'm hungry, there's no food in your room!" Sekar was also hungry, gosh he always thought bad with the man beside him.

Home of Padang cuisine, Wisang choose the place to eat. " Here you are, if you are some distance away you are not in a hurry to work!" Wisang said while removing the seatbelt.

"How's this?" Pressing the seatbelt button is a little difficult. " It seems to be stuck" he said again.

Wisang who had been about to open the car door, now back facing towards Sekar "Let me help!"

The other day wore a white collared shirt and it looked very expensive, its big hands looking muscular when pressing the stuck seatbelt button.

Sekar's heart beat fast, he could see Wisang's face up close. Eyes narrow, moist lips that the other day had landed on his lips, handsome face. Crazy man!!!

Smiling, rich people are free.

Sekar reflex's hand touched the object, intending to help. His lentic finger accidentally hit the hand of Wisang who was still actively pressing the red button.

Wisang stopped when Sekar's hand touched him, he looked at the girl in front of him. He has never played with a woman he used to care about. But why a sweet face that is not boring in front of him, success makes him always want to look maximum when he will meet him.

Wisang swallowed his saliva, their sight halted for a few seconds. Wisang wanted to advance his face, Sekar whose heart was beating faster was groggy. Is he gonna kiss me again, he's handsome once again if it's a gini fit .

Fragrance of Wisang perfume dancing on the nose Sekar. It's not a regular perfume. The money is like this.

But when Wisang was about to kiss Sekar consciously.

Cleeks

Sekar's hand accidentally pressed the button, and strangely the seat belt that was initially stuck can now open.

They both sniffed. " Sorry!" Wisang threw away his face feeling bad. He was afraid that the girl in front of him was thinking badly.

Shameful, he's gone mad. Hypnotized the good looks of the adult man beside her it actually made her veins almost break. More crazy, he was a hypocrite. He hopes to kiss Wisang.

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The heartwarming moment in the living room was a success in a flood of tears by each of its participants. There was relief in Abhimanyu's heart. He has said what he wants to say.

Feelings, love, responsibility, everything. Lady Regina pamit from there at Rania's company. Bu Kartika tried to legowo with everything that happened even though it was not instant.

After saying good luck, Mrs Regina stepped out to go home. Abhimanyu drove his Oma to the car.

"We have the maximum, hopefully Kartika can digest every word we say!" said Oma Regina.

"Thank you Oma, Oma go home first. Ran, don't forget the Oma drug. Make sure Oma breaks up after this!" abhimanyu Tukas.

"Faith, yes, we go home first. Good luck to you!" Rania patted her sister's shoulder.

In order to avoid awkwardness, Dhira did not stay there. He wanted to make room for his mother to think, as well as calm down.

A moment later Abhimanyu's phone rang.

I haven't been back to Ruko yet. Your favorite widow's assistant is still with me.

Wisang sent Abhimanyu a message.

Abhimanyu smiled, has his best friend been satronized by the current Goddess amor?.

Lu don't make the child look like a woman who is laen, your business amu me if that's the cry child. Assiten my future wife's favorite.

Abhimanyu smiled, and then his phone rang.

Safe

Only one word sent Wisang for reply. Suddenly he remembered Danan who was still abroad. How is it that his best friend, too busy with his personal complicated affairs makes Abhimanyu forget his best friend.

After Oma's car disappears from her sight, she turns to enter Dhira's mother's house.

"Get me to the shophouse!" said Dhira who was standing in the doorway.

"Where's raka?" asked Abhimanyu while putting his phone in his jeans pocket.

"He's going with Bastian, he doesn't know where he's going. Later that night he said!"

Abhimanyu thought for a moment, the key to the shophouse was Sekar, and Sekar was with Wisang. A good idea crossed his mind.

Dhira approached his mother who had just performed the Ashar prayer. " Buk I want to go home first, Dhira dear mother" Dhira hugged her mother's body.

The mood is a bit awkward. Especially Bu Kartika felt unbearable to see Dhira who had just miscarried. But he did not want to discuss that, afraid to make Dhira sad again.

"Be careful!" replied Bu Kartika with a soft voice. Typical people run out of post-crying voices.

Only that, the word used by Bu Kartika to accompany his daughter's steps to return to Ruko.

Clumsy, Dhira turned her body.And when she was about to step her legs..

"Dhir!" call Bu Kartika.

Dhira turned his head, looking at his mother's sad face. With swollen eyes that headline his face.

"Marry Abhimanyu!"

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