The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapter 72. Life's Mirage
Chapter 72. Life's Mirage
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" Persolan lives if you think there will be no end, about the old scram, about the new present!"
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Last Saturday in March, the court granted Abhimanyu's lawsuit. The disappearance of two people in the trial made the decision faster in the can.
It was Abhimanyu, the man who could feel relief. Although Gwen swore an oath to make Abhimanyu's life unsettled, but he did not care about it. For him, it was not a big threat.
The biggest problem right now is, breaking Raka's heart. As usually, this Saturday Abhimanyu will meet with Dhira. The day that he always later, but always feels slow rolling.
And as usual, Raka always followed her papa to Kakung's house as Utinya. Andhira made a new policy, yes Sunday he will close the structure. In addition to him wanting quality time with Abhimanyu, he also wanted to give Sekar time to rest.
Dhira allows Sekar to return to the boarding house only every day, only if they get a large order, Dhira will ask Sekar to stay overnight. According to Dhira, it is fair. He also knew that Sekar must have other privacy. Like a girlfriend maybe.
Dhira that night always looks beautiful, she now often wears a dress every time she meets Abhimanyu.
"Dhir!"
Dhira has even been memorized correctly with the meaning of the speech, can not be in elak anymore. Abhimanyu must have snatched his lips greedily. They're still in the car park.
"What's wrong?" Abhimanyu now can not not not ask, for two weeks he feels Dhira still has a burden. Not that I have new assets, he thought.
Dhira shook his head, how did he deliver this news. Honestly, Dhira's heart and mind were split at this moment.
Bu Kartika tends to ask himself not to grusa grusu in making decisions, as a child who has made mistakes of course Dhira can not just dismiss his mother's request, then does he have to let Abhimanyu go?. No, Dhira has been convinced that he also loves Abhimanyu very much.
Their activities are still the same, chatting in the apartment. Sometimes Abhimanyu is bored, it feels like he took Dhira away.
"Dhir, what do you look uneasy about, hm?" Abhimanyu gently rubbed Dhira's face.
"There's no mas, maybe a big feeling!" Dhira still did not dare to reveal all the complicated things that happened.
"Dhir, I can no longer wait. I want to talk to Raka?"
The atmosphere was silent for a few seconds.
"I'll try mas later, mas don't meet Raka first."
And from that day on, Abhimanyu's heart was troubled. He felt that Dhira was hiding something.
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The relationship becomes less intense, and the Aryan begins to visit Isun's kitchen often, although it does not get a warm welcome from Dhira but Dhira can conclude if the man is interested in him.
Until one day his mother came to Dhira's place, he wanted to make sure if his daughter had changed her mind, but apparently Dhira was still stubborn.
"You if you still want to see mom breathe, please hear me. But if not, I don't think there's any more purpose for me, Dhir. You just continue with your choice, don't involve your mother!"
Those words that made Dhira could not do much, there was no way she would hurt her mother a second time. Bu Kartika used to think that he would bless anyone who would be his daughter's choice, but at this time Bu Kartika was only trying to maintain the good name of his daughter.
He does not dislike Abhimanyu, but according to him their simple family and friends Abhimanyu with his ex-wife, is something that is feared will give a bad stigma to his son. Until accidentally, he met his old friend, since then Bu Kartika prefers the family of Bu Hana.
Arya is also an established man, polite is also good minded. Although not as rich as the Abhimanyu family.
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This Monday morning Bu Kartika asked Dhira to come to his house, Bu Kartika deliberately asked Dhira to come because today Bu Hana and Arya also he invited.
Not match , Bu Kartika just want to give a reference version of himself. And hoping, Dhira could slightly open her eyes. He also wants Dhira to learn from his life experience with Indra.
"There is an event, sis, I'm cooking a lot!"
"The same with his Muslim friends!" said Dhira who arranged some cakes for treats.
Bastian nodded, "Sister?"
"Hmmm!"
"I was horrified by my mother, my sister was acquainted with her son Bu Midwife who was at the end of the alley?"
"CK, no!, came with his mother yesterday, bought my cake. Ordinary so!" Dhira did not expect, his mother had even proclaimed herself who had just met Arya, in awkwardness anyway.
Bastian nodded, "I think brother and sister Abhimanyu hehehe, but I think I'm really ngarep brother same this, what's his name?"
Dhira did not answer, he preferred to busy himself arranging tissue.
"CK, I as a sister just want a happy brother, but seeing mom so, does brother not pity make his heart sad again? do you want to play ibuk for the second time?"
Bastian has no side for anyone, "I just remind you, the opportunity to please the old man is often missed. I still don't love happiness for my mom!"
Dhira was stunned, his sister's words were true. Dhira pressed his saliva very hard. He also realized that he had not been able to pay his Baktin to his mother well. Should she put her feelings aside for the sake of a mother's happiness?
Dhira should have been involving Bastian all this time, all of whom he was alone. And finally, he really was mumbling at the moment.
"But what, people who are wrong will always be considered wrong?"
"What day should it be?" Bu Kartika apparently heard the words of the two of them, Bastian immediately touched his neck. While Dhira his tears had almost escaped.
"It's busy asking you to get acquainted first, you can go with Arya later to get to know each other. As long as you are not married, you are again the responsibility of Dhir's mother, your father can rise from his grave to protest to mother if you can never direct you Dhir?"
So his name is Arya, Bastian murmured in his heart.
An hour later the guests were present, a small gathering to strengthen the friendship between Muslim worshipers who were all almost old would be started.
Arya today is also not busy, inevitably have to follow her mother. I don't know what her mother planned this time.
"You know what I mean to you and your mother!" Ms. Hana tried to speak to the two people in front of her.
"You guys go for a walk as long as we're here, let's get to know!"
Dhira was respectful towards Bu Hana, but honestly as he looked at Arya who was smiling, it seemed like the idea had sprung from his brain all of a sudden.
"Well, I want to!" Dhira intends to directly convey his rejection to Arya, and will make his nature bad and ugly impressed in the eyes of Arya, for Arya ilfil to him. Yeah, just get on the target.
And right, Dhira was already in Arya's car. " Where are we going?" ask Arya.
"Whatever!" said Dhira lazily.
"Have you been in the business for a long time?"
Dhira is silent, the man named Arya is handsome and polite, but being on the roof of a car while he has a serious relationship with Abhimanyu makes himself like a woman is not right.
"Udah!"
"Huft!, Arya sighed. Actually he is interested in Dhira, honestly he is tired of all the women close to him all this time. And a little thought, to follow the advice of his mother.
"I'm sorry if it makes you uncomfortable, it's all a mama.."
"And you can refuse, you don't have to, right?" Dhira was impatient, the man beside her understood that Dhira might have rejected her.
"You have a candidate?, sorry Dhir we are both adults, honestly I am also tired of my life, but I just have a mother. And I didn't get the heart to break her heart over and over again!"
Repeatedly? Dhira was speechless, was this man next to her the same fate as her?.
"Have you ever been married?" Dha finally asked.
Arya smiled, finally the woman next to her was willing to interact with her as well. " No!" he answered simple but accompanied by a sweet smile .
" I'm a widow!" said Dhira deliberately hardened his words, so that Arya knew his status.
"I know!" arya replied casually behind her wheel.
Dhira glanced at it using his eyes, "He can even be so ordinary, I think he will be the same as me, CK. "he clucked in his heart.
"Everybody has a past!" again with a relaxed face.
They finally decided to go to the mall, because they did not have a clear purpose. And that day Dhira went through with a chat and answered as he pleased. He wants to make a bad impression, so that Arya does not like him.
But in vain, apparently Arya likes Dhira who according to him has an attitude as it is.
The following weeks Dhira did not have time to meet with Abhimanyu, Bu Kartika invited Dhira to visit Bu Hana who just had an accident , Ms. Hana was hit by a motorcycle from a newly learned biker in front of her house.
As a result, the day where the only chance of meeting was lost. Tonight this Sunday, Dhira spends the night with her mother, going to Ms. Hana's house.
"Thank you Ma'am, Dhira has come!" said Ms. Hana who looked bright when visited by the two people.
"Can't you do this, ma'am? said Mrs Kartika.
"Kids just learned to ride a motorcycle, I fit the trash in front directly in the back!" Ma Hana half laughed as she told a story.
Dhira's phone rang, and it was from Abhimanyu.
"Oh, if you'll excuse me!" he said goodbye, while showing his floundering phone.
Dhira walks out, looking for a deserted place.
"Hello mas!"
You go to Dhir, I go to your shop but Shinta says you go. I miss you so much.
What do you have a problem with, why are we so far away like Dhir?
Where are you, I'm samperin are you there?
Dhira bit his lower lip, already these few days he had indeed ignored Abhimanyu. He was only confused, Bu Kartika bluntly rejected Dhira if he did not want to obey the advice of his mother. And Dhira doesn't want to lose her mother like she used to.
"Sabar mas, I still nemenin mother to his cement house. We'll see you later, I promise!" Dhira intends to convey important things later.
And when Dhira turned around..
Dugs
"Geeh!" shriek Dhira, as his head touched someone's chest, who was somehow standing behind him.
"You!"
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