The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapter 34. Four Eyes
Chapter 34. Four Eyes
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" Four eyes talk to you"
(Taken from the lyrics of the song D' Bagindas)
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Jodhis
Jodhi was already nagging, sulking and also annoyed at her mother. This Wednesday all students were deliberately discouraged, in order to support their school team in the final match of Volleyball.
"Know that I'm going alone!" Jodhi grumbled, annoyed beyond measure. He saw the clock on his wrist was already showing at 09.30 WIB. The match starts in about 15 minutes. Obviously he'll be late to get to the gym.
"Prophey first, maybe it's still on the way!" oma Buyutu said soothingly.
Jodhi deliberately waited for her mother, because she had been warned not to go alone. The reason was, his mother wanted to watch the match.
Many times he tried to contact his mother, but was not picked up. " CK, mama where the hell!!"
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Rania
He did not not remember, if today he had to go with his son to watch a big event of his son's school. The Volleyball final. He had promised that this morning, after a morning briefing with his subordinates, he would pick up Jodhi.
But unfortunately, the rear tire of the car deflated. Two of them, it will take a long time if he replaces it first.
Where he stopped in a place that was a bit quiet, he did not have time to call Jodhi because he wanted to quickly get home.
A car stopped behind Rania's car.
"Ken's car...?" ask the man after getting out of his car. His words hang, for the sake of seeing the figure in front of him.
"Rania?" said a man who just got off his fancy car.
"Fredy!!!" said Rania who didn't think she'd meet her old friend
Fredy is an old friend of Rania, a single man who has been successful at a young age. He had put the feeling since school, only because Rania married by accident with Chandra, he finally continued his education abroad.
"Is this really Rania?" Fredy was originally only intent on helping, out of pity to see a woman on a deserted street standing next to his car. Clearly indicates if the car driving in the middle is not okay.he does not know if it turns out the woman who had the misfortune, is Rania.
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Abhimanyu
He circulated his views, if not wrong he was among the supporters of the Tunas Bangsa school team. That is, the chance to meet Andhira is getting bigger. It's obviously crazy, not at what impulse made him to catch the woman here.
But like the oar of two islands exceeded, the message sent Andhira earlier, indirectly also provide information to him, if Raka will compete this morning. He wants to support Raka and wants to meet her mother.ihih!!!! 😁.
But he never expected, if Andhira was sitting next to the man he knew. Yes, the man who became her employee, her ex-husband Andhira. Indra.
"Van!!" call him to his assistant.
"Yes Master!" devan replied that suddenly his feelings were not good.
" I don't want to know, find me a seat in the row!" point to Abhimanyu, in a full seat.
"What?" Devan, of course, rounded his eyes. How he had to ask everyone who had landed their bo kong in the blue plastic chair.
For whatever sake Devan has sinned a lot at this early time, starting from bribing some insiders, quibbling, swearing for the fulfillment of his boss's wishes.
Do not be surprised, again with the power of money can all be overcome.
"Good work Van!" Abhimanyu patted Devan's shoulder which had lost the fighting spirit, because it was really made stressful by Abhimanyu.
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"Mr Abhimanyu?" Indra bowed respectfully, knowing Indra's presence with Devan.
"Priiiiit" a whistle began to blow, indicating the match was about to begin.
Andhira turned to the left, because Indra who suddenly stood up greeted someone who had just come. Dhira had deliberately busied himself in social networks, because he felt uncomfortable near Indra. I don't know, the flash of her memory always returned when she caught the act of adultery her ex-husband with Renata, a few months ago.
"How are you!" Abhimanyu greeted Andhira who was sitting gawking, staring at him.
"B-well" He widened his eyes, and immediately gave a smile full of compulsion," why is it here?" inner talking.
Abhimanyu just smiled bitterly towards Indra, for some reason he was not happy with the presence of papa Raka.
"You here, sir?" Indra tries to communicate with Abhimanyu, making Dhira want to go there. It is located between Abhimanyu and Indra. While Devan, who sat lazily with an unreadable face.
"Hem" answered Abhimanyu briefly, answering Indra's question, immediately after he sat himself in the chair to the left of Andhira.
"Wuuuuuuuu" the applause of Tunas Bangsa team supporters echoed.
The voice of the guide of the match sounded clear, making the atmosphere more lively. moreover Raka appeared so striking with the contribution of points he gave, while doing a hard spike. Definitely the best player definition.
" That's my son!" there was the voice of Indra speaking to the person to her right proudly, proclaiming Raka.
"Great sir, who knows could be a Proliga player later yes" replied one of the people who answered Indra's remarks with a still clapping position.
While Andhira who heard the interaction of her ex-husband with other people, who talked about her son was just ordinary.
"I'm sorry to go to the toilet!" Dhira, excuse me, wants to pass to Abhimanyu, because the foot of the man's level, just make the way out difficult.
"Oh, please!" abhimanyu smiled, moving his legs.
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Andhira
She really could not enjoy the match freely, on her right there was her ex-husband. On his left was a man who made him very uncomfortable. And why could the man be there, he didn't see Jodhi either. So what was the reason that man came?.
He still washed his hands even though the foam in his hands had already disappeared. He daydreamed for a few seconds, he wanted to go home, but he felt sorry for Raka if he had to leave.
He looked at him in the big mirror in the toilet. Showing his beautiful face, he washed his face. Moved it with a tissue and then tidied up her slightly messy hair.
"Yourf!" he seemed to take a deep breath while looking at his reflection in the mirror.
And when he's out of the toilet,
"Astagfirullahhaladzim!"
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Abhimanyu
Not that he did not know if Andhira was feeling uncomfortable, he did not know what the cause was. Many times Andhira's feet were moved by the motion of sewing the earth. Indicates if the owner of the body is angry.
I don't know, being near her ex-husband might be one of the triggers. How thought.
He thought for a moment after Dhira came to the toilet, whether there was any wind or not he followed.
"Van wait here, don't go anywhere!" abhimanyu's orders.
"Okay Sir!" inevitably Devan must obey, right?.
"Where else is this boss!" inner Devan.
He waited beside the female toilet's exit. Beniat wanted to ask the woman the reason, return the check he gave.
"Astagfirullahhaladzim!" andhira's voice was startled, as she saw herself folding both her hands to her chest.
Making Abhimanyu giggle for the sake of seeing the surprised expression of Andhira, who was holding onto his chest.
" Why bother returning the Cheque?" it was straight to the point. Discussing one of his goals here, because while in the Tribune he was quite difficult to establish communication with Andhira
"I'm sorry, but I don't think it's necessary!" dhira replied feeling uncomfortable with Abhimanyu's gaze.
Moreover, their distance was quite close, a handsome face wrapped in Abhimanyu casual clothes obviously made anyone stunned. Including Andhira.
"You sell, and I buy. If I don't pay, you will lose!' Abhimanyu stared fixedly at Andhira, as well as the woman in front of him. Their views met.
1 second
2 seconds
3 seconds
To admire each other the incomparable beauty of God's creation.
"Sorry, I already consider Jodhi as my son, he is a good friend of Raka. Giving a piece of chicken to your own child has nothing to lose!" Dhira averted his gaze, as he began to be hypnotized with Abhimanyu's face.
"Ok, Jodhi can you take that. Then me? Abhimanyu aggressively stared at the sticky Dhira who was still down, while playing the edge of his clothes. Indicates if the woman in front of him is agitated and uncomfortable.
"What does that mean!" inner Dhira.
"Sorry!" Andhira.
"Why do you always apologize?" Abhimanyu wondered why the woman in front of him always apologized for mistakes he did not make.
"I'm sorry, I don't think I need to talk about that anymore. I sincerely do it. And I'm sorry, it's quiet here. I don't want any slander!"
"Excuse me!" dhira said, then passed Abhimanyu who was still standing sculpting.
Abhimanyu smiled, he could even inhale the fragrance of Andhira that appeared as the mad body passed through it, scented and awakened his male soul.
Without them noticing, there was a pair of eyes that had been paying attention to their interaction.
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