The Malang Widow

Deri's looking for me

Since some of the unpleasant events he experienced in his home, including the rejection of several women in search of his soul mate, now his heart is open to find Flowers again. Several events have made him feel guilty for his actions on Bunga, therefore he decided to go to see Bunga.

Right at dawn, Deri arrived in Bandung City on the bus I used to ride from Lampung to Bandung while I was still living there.

He came down with a large rangsel bag that he used to wear first when he was going home. At the Bandung terminal, he boarded an online ojeg to go to the contract where I lived first.

"Tok..tok.." Deri's voice knocked on the door of the house contract where I used to live. With a rumble of his guilt, he waited for the door to be opened.

"Krek.." the sound of the door opened and the figure of a middle-aged woman on the door of the house and immediately seemed to make Deri shocked, because the assumption that Deri opened the door was the flower was wrong.

"Sorry mom, are there flowers?" ask him in wonder.

"Whose flower is it? here there is no such thing as a flower" replied one mother firmly.

"Owh, sorry ma'am means maybe I didn't live here, sorry I was wrong." said Deri as he left the house.

He walked forward to the neighbors who had contracted the Flower that he still knew. No one knows where the flowers go. But among them there is no telling if when the Flower went pregnant, because they do not know for sure whether the Flower is really pregnant, or just a rumor.

Deri's steps stopped right in front of the house to contract where he lived first. For a moment he sat on the porch of the house, which seemed to have been inhabited but was not in the house. He took out a cigarette, then sucked while sitting pensively in front of the terrace.

He had memories of the times he lived in that house. And memories with the flowers there. He remembered all the events that happened with the Flower. Messing together, until one night he seduced her into indulging his desires.

"Huf...Flowers are not wrong.I am a jerk...!!!" he said he cursed himself while pecking cigarettes that he had not finished smoking.

He immediately stepped foot into the hospital where he worked first. He entered the hospital. Looks like some employees are passing by to carry out their activities there.

He was confused about who to ask, while he was like a stranger there and no one knew the friends of Flowers there. Finally he decided to meet one of the hospital guards.

"Sir, do you know what is called a flower?" asked Deri to a big, black, tall security guard.

"Which "flower is it? Kog seems like there are no employees here whose name is Bunga" he said a little confused.

"Bunga midwife sir, if it's not wrong he worked in the labor ward but I don't know what the name of the ward is" I said trying to make him remember.

"Oh....Mbak Bunga that..he has long resigned mas, has not worked here anymore." he replied that finally he remembered who the Flower.

"Oh, thank you sir" said Deri as it passed.

His heart felt so weak and could not believe that the Flower had gone somewhere.

"Where should I look for flowers???" his murmur in heart that looked like the look on his face was pale and confused.

"Why strange, Bunga's mother said that he was busy working and training, but here said Bunga had come out...Kog becomes a gini freak" he whispered softly, who began to feel a strange premonition.

"Huft....what happens to the same flower??" he muttered while squeezing his fingers regretting himself.

"Bunga.kamu where..baru now I realize that I lost you... I love you, only I prestige with your status, I just, I'm a selfish person who wants my life partner to be just a girl, but I seem to have missteps.

Now Deri realizes that marriage should not be chosen by a girl like her idealist. Because several times experiencing rejection from women, open the eyes of his heart that the best woman who will accept what she is, without frills must be established or background rich people.

"Flower I'm sorry...are you now where...????" deri whispered softly as she stepped out of the hospital.

His steps stopped at a warteg place where he often subscriptions to eat first. His stomach, which was hungry after the trip, finally made him go in there to order a meal.

He sat in the corner where he was always there while eating. And there he once invited Bunga to chat pleasantries when he had recently met him.

"Flower...Flowers.." whispering while sipping iced tea from his drinking straw.

"Eh...Aa... Has tea not been here long? now that you're here again, do you want to work here again A?" ask the old warteg's mother who has not met.

"No kog ma'am, I'm just here".

"Oh yes, the flower whistles have also gone like, long time did not seem to be the problem".

"Oh ma'am, do you know when Bunga left here?"

"Old age or A, after I had gone about two months since Aa's departure".

"Oh..."

So Bunga has long gone from here, then where is he...why does his mother only know if the flowers are still working and training, even he did not come home... well....is there really this?? muttered he again while waiting for a meal order at the stall.

There Deri confused whether to go where, while the time is also getting late. If left there then he will be confused where he will stay.

Instantly he remembered his best friend in Jakarta, then he tried to contact him.

"Halo Ferdi, where's elo?"

"In the office, it's usual begawe, how are you, tumben called?" replied Ferdi who was sitting in his work chair casually.

"Caves in Bandung now, confused cave want nginep where, cave to Jakarta aja ya nebeng place elo?"

"Well, why are you going to Bandung again? want to know pekcun what selling pekcun loe?" tanya Ferdi sneered.

"Diem loe***, ntr cave story if already there, ntr malem pick up cave at the station ya!"

"OK..ok, hunt here I wait, ntr cave ready girls bohay, you just choose what you like...hahahaha!!"

"Huuuh basic...!!!" it was Mr. Deri who ended their talks.