The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapters 139. Titian Fate
Chapters 139. Titian Fate
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" Where do candles go, where does the wind go."
(Where the step is, that's the real goal)
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Mr. Wikarna was stunned to hear Sekar's reply. The girl looks really innocent. He became unsure of his son. Given the track record of his son, who had never been serious to women before.
Why is a woman as stupid as Sekar, can be willing with a jerk like his son.
" Why?" ask Mr. Wikarna to Sekar.
" I think, legality is more important than just celebration" whether it gets knowledge from where, the girl can say with a vocabulary as clever as possible.
Making Wisang flabbergasted.
Sekar does not have parents anymore, after all, Miss Lisa still has not opened her heart. And he thought, he did not want to make his future mother-in-law more hate him, by organizing a party that would make him more blamed. He does not want to be mistaken for treasure.
Incredibly, Mr. Wikarna nodded steadily. He could see the honesty in Sekar's eyes. Wisang felt full when Sekar expressed his condition which had been a kara.
" The words of Mama Wisang earlier do not you enter the heart. He doesn't know you yet!" mr. Wikarna.
The two of them were still diligent in hearing the old man's words. Sekar actually wry heart, because he did not pocket the blessing of the woman who gave birth to her future husband.
" I just want to say to you. My son is old. And you're so young, I'm afraid you left her because when you were beautiful, she was already a peot!"
" Father!!" Wisang grunted annoyedly. Maybe her dad said that.
Sekar and Mr. Wikarna chuckled. His father-in-law, even more similar to Wisang's friend who is very fond of jokester. Who else if not Dananjaya.
" And this he.." the man with white hair suddenly stopped, when Wisang's eyes whizzed. It was as if he did not want his papa to expose his Casanova character.
" His why sir?" Just curious. He can talk, because his future father-in-law is also very friendly.
" He's a responsible man!" said Mr. Wikarna a little on the cheats. He smiled with irony.
Sekar understood the meaning of the words of his future father-in-law. " I have never been treated as normal by any man sir other than Mas Wisang. I even feel lucky, because Wisang mas want to be with me!" Screaming grimacing.
" Mas Wisang is a figure more than I have prayed for so far!" said Sekar gazed towards Wisang, while stroking his arm with a musculature muscle belonging to his future husband.
I felt like I was flying at that moment. His life can be made sure it will not be boring in the future. But he still hopes to worry, if Sekar will know what his past is like.
Is Sekar going to leave him as his father said earlier. He shuddered in horror to imagine that. In his heart he promised, will exercise more often to stay young.
He also steadied the heart, to make Sekar not stop carrying their child. The more busy, the better he thought.
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Indra
He is still pursuing a few stacks of files around records of goods in and out of his shop.
Yes, the man is now running his business in the field of sales. He has built three two-story shophouses with large sizes. In the first building there is a supermarket, a clothing store, and lastly a household furniture store.
All of that is also for the idea and help of Joko sir. He spent the rest of his savings to rise from his slump. It starts everything from zero. Although he did not have the inexhaustible treasure of seven derivatives, but he was now proud to be able to stand on his own feet.
He has 20 permanent employees, of whom he can now learn to appreciate what he has. Family, people nearby, work and other things.
Add water, add sago. Add jobs, increase income. He is now also expanding his business in the field of printing services. Make it able to open jobs for fresh graduates who can not continue college.
Little by little, he strives to be a better and slightly useful being to others.
The woman told me a story of her life. He was forced to work in the nightlife as a club's waitress, and a songwriter. Low educational background, making it difficult to get a good job.
Life's duration catapulted him into a dark world. Although with great difficulty, he kept his valuables as much as possible.
He seems to have taken a heart out for the woman, but he is still unsure. He knew he was a bad ex-man.
" The coffee lord!" said Anggi serving a cup of coffee to his boss who looks busy in his room.
They are just the two of them, because other employees are carrying out their duties. All employees there already know if Anggi is the one who is always in charge of making drinks for Indra. No one dared to appeal for that.
" Thank You!" indra answered shifting the pile of paper. He now gets coffee made by Anggi.
Anggi looked at Indra with a smile. That man was very good for her. To accommodate himself to work. Anggi sat in front of Indra's table, holding a brown tray.
Indra offers a job to Anggi, because the woman tells him if her partner makes trouble while at the club'. Job competition is an old song in every joint of the workplace. A classic reason that almost everyone has experienced.
Indra felt indebted to Anggi, the woman was kind and willing to help him when injured during the raid the other day.
Under the pretext of wanting to repay Anggi's kindness, Indra offers the woman a job. Because being freelance like the other day, it is not enough to cover the needs of Anggi.
During that time, Indra tried to be professional. He learned from his own life experience. That everything that obeys lust, only ends with regret.
" You must not call me Lord. B't feels so old!" Indra tried to melt the atmosphere.
" then?" ask Anggi.
" It's Indra!"
" If it's Om, it'll be like Om-Om!" Indra chuckles. Anggi is happy with Indra who is so friendly.
Now they tend to be like friends. Symbiosis mutualism occurs there. Indra who needs an employee for his supermarket, while Anggi who needs a permanent job.
" Mad, the bride when I work at the hotel yesterday she's so nice!" Anggi tried to tell her experience.
Indra looked at Anggi, "Oh yeah, why?" Indra folded both his hands onto the table. He tried to respond to Anggi with an enthusiastic face. He can start by being a friend first.
" He's friendly to the lower-class waitress like me. Besides being beautiful, she said she was Lo mas's widow. I don't know if such a beautiful woman has an imperfect life experience!" anggi eyes glaring.
Indra was stunned for a moment. If you know, that woman is an ex-wife who I wasted Nggi. Inner talking.
" Why a woman as beautiful and as good as Madame Dhira must fail in her previous marriage. I am a woman, and I look at it very brightly."
" He's kind, friendly, always polite. What's less than him?" Anggi patted his chin with his index finger. They express themselves like people who think hard.
He's not lacking anything, I'm the only one who doesn't know in profit. Indra smiled wryly in heart.
Anggi's words like punching his pride, Indra is clearly a bad man who is full of actions as a coward and a jerk.
" Everyone struggles with their own tests. Madame Andhira is now with the right man. He must be happier now!" indra replied smiling wryly.
" Yes, Indra is right. Besides being rich, Mr. Abhimanyu was also friendly lo mas. Salary I just added lo!" Anggi spoke with a sparkling face.
Indra returned Anggi's smile.
If Anggi knew if he was that stupid man, the man who would trade a diamond for a stone, Anggi would have changed his view of Indra. And that, made Indra ciut guts to approach Anggi.
" It's true also mas, life is sawang-sinawang (which looks not necessarily the real one)"
And the chatter about his ex-wife, made Indra fall even more in the base of regret. The universe really punishes him.
He looked at Anggi who was smiling knotty. " Say you failed too, ex-wife of which man?"
And Anggi's question just succeeded in making Indra's eyes look up.
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