The Love Story of Single Parents

The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapters 105. Intermezzo



Chapters 105. Intermezzo


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"Listen to your heart, make sure your choice. Tomorrow the sun will come, bring a million hopes. We meet there, share together. And we know, the rainbow that brought us together?"


(Taken from the lyrics of the song Ello feat. Ipank, Berry, Lala~ Open New Spirit)


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Although Dhira had just suffered a miscarriage, Abhimanyu was apparently enthusiastic enough to signal about the child. He realized his age was too mature could not make him linger again. She knows Dhira's age is a risky age to get pregnant, but while life is still in the body she still has hope.


Their car is parked right next to Wisang's car. " Crazy, Wisang has not returned. Tumben" said Abhimanyu while pulling the handbreak lever.


"Why indeed?" sahut Dhira.


"She was most anti-long-time equal to women. Especially not familiar. Roman-romannya, Sekar is interesting for Wisang!" he said after turning off the car engine, and removing the seat belt he was wearing.


Dhira smiled, Sekar is a deft young woman. He also has a good personality. But he was afraid that Wisang was not as serious as Abhimanyu thought. Considering Wisang is a rich man with an attitude that looks not serious to women.


"Slowly look!" abhimanyu said as he opened the car door, and grabbed Dhira's hand to get down. Dhira is not healed yet, he thought.


As usual, they entered through the back door. The rolling door is also closed. Apparently, Sekar also passed through the back door when he went in and out.


Abhimanyu opened the door slowly. His stomach was scratched by something to see his friend who was busy washing dirty furniture. Abhimanyu rubbed his eyes, to make sure if it was true Wisang. And sure enough, it was a whisper. The man was seen wearing a pink apron. It looked ridiculous, in contrast to its burly body.


"Mas, that's mas Wisang kok nyuci. Keep wearing the apron again, Where's Sekar?" Dhira dyed in his own ruko. A moment later Sekar appeared with the rest of the cake place that had not been settled the other day, after the fateful incident that befell Dhira. He carried the thing with his left hand.


Dhira could deduce if they were working together. But why would Wisang.


"Mother Dhira, Mr Abhimanyu?" Just look down respectfully when the boss comes. He still carries some tools.


Dhira's eyes were immediately fixed to the gauze wrapped in Sekar's right hand. " You why Kar?" dhira's countenance turned anxious for a moment. Abhimanyu also looked at the tiny hand of Sekar.


"Come with me first!" Dhira invites Sekar to sit in the side living room, he leaves Abhimanyu there.


Abhimanyu understood, just woman to woman he thought. He was more interested in heading towards Wisang. A handsome man with a million charms who ends up being a dishwasher and dirty furniture in his future wife's tavern.


"Hey, don't my eyes see wrong?" cibir Wisang was looking at Wisang's laughable appearance.


"Shut up you fuck!" said Wisang without turning his head, he was still busy with foam and sponge while wiping the oily part of the tray of the cake. Wish that full-fat thing could be shiny.


Abhimanyu chuckled, his stomach hurt from laughter. " I have to tell Danan about this, I'll bet he'll bend his knees adoring the pillow of his favorite female apem character, which was thrown in your face the other day, the other day, because seeing you rubbing that linger. You're really crazy Wis!" Abhimanyu.


Wisang grunted angrily, if not because he was concerned about Sekar who wanted to do his job, he would not want to do that.


And it was the first time in 43 years of breathing in the world, he washed dirty utensils. In someone else's place. Complete with pink apron.


"True men can do anything, not just sow seeds, but rub rubbing must also be proficient!" hatch Wisang who wiped his hands with tissue, after draining the last piece of furniture onto the shelf.


"If I rub my thighs, or anything else. The Amazon wilderness under the udel is possible. Well you, pot everything you rub!!"


"Diem lu njing, I don't usually also gini. My conscience is bigger than my prestige!"


"Out you are just like Danan. Not far from the question of the base of the hose*kangan!!"


Abhimanyu grew more and more chuckled, still continuing the rest of his laughter, even louder than his laughter." Tell me, what's really going on!"


They were sitting at Dhira's kitchen table. Wisang unhesitatingly told all that Sekar experienced last afternoon. Moreover, he still did not accept when considering Vishnu stepped on the hand of Sekar resting on a shard.


He did so because the desperate Sekar would wash the dirty dishes and utensils. Alias he was willing to do his job as usual, the girl was really typical of the person in charge.


Washing the furniture, will not make his self-esteem down he thought.


" You are not in doubt to break the bones of the Wis people, but make a Wisanggeni want to do this kind of thing , Sekar must be the woman who occupies the top standings in your heart right?" guess Abhimanyu while laughing.


"Otherwise, there's no way he's getting preferential treatment from a guy like you who's so talkative, even while he's in bed with a local panda!" added Abhimanyu.


Abhimanyu laughed again to see Wisang's face shiny because of sweat. A moment later he saw a huge pile of furniture, with the situation still wet. Wisang is really a real man.


"Of course bim, she's a different woman. Other than the others!" Wisang lit cigarettes. Abhimanyu deliberately handed the packaging tobacco pipe to his best friend.


"Maybe I'll be doing a lot of lecokin you Bim!" wisang.


Abhimanyu chuckled, "I told you, everyone will be clawing in time. Now it's proven right?" Abhimanyu remembered very well when he came to Wisang's office, and asked for a solution from his best friend. He once said the same thing, when Wisang grumbled to him.


"Yes you're right, I thought I'd be a hermaphrodite who would breed by splitting myself, because I felt all women were the same. But looking at Sekar, my manhood seems guerrilla challenged!" sahut Wisang's.


"You're a human what an amoeba, splitting!" grunts Abhimanyu while sneering at his friend.


"Come away, Bim, I envy you now!"


Abhimanyu more and more strangled, he realized his best friend had never wanted to be serious with any woman. Rich people, have everything. For him, his life is happy. While Wisang does not realize when happy and happy are two different things. And he was sure, with Sekar his best friend was feeling happiness. And all this time what he's been hunting, just pleasure. Obviously, all of this, is different


"Don't saggy love Wis. That guy you've been stirring earlier doesn't think stayed silent, he must have been looking for an army to make you feel good!" Abhimanyu reminded of the possibility that would happen, there is no way a man will not demand revenge for the bad face experienced.


"Gue's not afraid, let me drop all his teeth. Or I'll just break his hanker. Screaming of my heart I remember Sekar who grimaced the pain of time at the fucker's object. I can't wait to see Sekar nangis Bim. I also don't know why I can be this cool in front of Sekar!"


Yes, Wisang seemed to find something that he had never felt able to touch the deepest part of his heart. The innocence of Sekar, a sweet face that is not boring makes the man now dare to admit, if he has fallen in love with Sekar.


Wisang can not brush off the taste, even though it has only met a few times. He even desperately asked for Sekar's number when he drove Dhira to RS the other day. The thing that he avoided the most all this time, he actually did to Sekar. Ask for a mobile number first.


And the first chat sent by Sekar, is a video of the quarrel Dhira with Arya the other day.


" That means you're normal. There is only one friend of mine who is still worried about this" said Abhimanyu chuckled.


"Jeez, Danan how are you. I forgot that the boy was still alive. Because you are busy taking care of your business until you do not want him. So feel guilty for me!" Wisang sipped his cigarette deeply.


"Find a mate for him, lest he breed with Fragmentation!"🀣🀣🀣


"You think he's a tapeworm!" grunts Wisang.


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Remarks :


Clonal fragmentation in multi-cellular or colonial organisms is a form of asexual reproduction or cloning in which organisms break down into fragments.


Each of these fragments develops into an adult, growing into an adult individual that is a clone of the original organism.


Examples: sponges, flatworms, some annelid worms and starfish.


(Wikipedia Source)