The Pawned Marriage

Meet the Oom Regent

In the car, Dim is busy paying attention to the dashboard model he has never seen.

“Oom is very bulletannya. In my car there are only two. What's this doing? What is the last one doing? It's for gasoline, right?”

And talk of cars flowed warmly between a six-year-old boy and a thirty-six-year-old man.

After being satisfied with Zayn's answer, Dimiko leaned his head against the back of the chair, enjoying the afternoon atmosphere of Banyuwangi traffic.

“Dim, Oom can ask? His father Dim works where?”

“No idea, Oom. Dim never met. Mama just said my dad married again and lived with his family. That's aja.”

“Mama never see photos?”

“Never. But Mama said that if Dim was bigger, Dim would be introduced to Papa. But Dim is not very keen.”

“Why?”

“Mmm Dim is afraid to make Mama sad. Temen Dim is there whose mother killed herself because her father married again. Dim is okay to see Papa. The important thing is that Mama is not sad.”

Hearing his son's innocent reply, Zayn could only sigh deeply.

“If, for example, Dim met Papa, Dim want to say what?”

“What yes? I don't know Oom. I'm thinking about tomorrow having to finish the embroidery craft. Bosenin bang.”

I don't want Zayn to hold back his laughter. He was also a childhood most enemy with hand work related to art. More often Mbok Mi who works.

“No telling Bibik to work?”

“Can't be the same Mama. Even though it's ugly, I have to do it myself. But it's really ugly, Oom. Severe.”

Unable to bear it, Zayn pinched Dimiko's cheek.

“Eh Oom's. Howk I pinched.” Dimiko rubbed his cheeks while grinning.

“You're like Oom first. If asked to make the most males.” handicrafts

“Ya, right.” Dim nodded his head feeling victorious no one understood his feelings.

“Oom, why did you hug Dim? Abidzar's mother Helmy also hugged?” Dim asked in a probing tone. His eyebrows go up one.

“Oom still feel guilty that yesterday it was.”

“Oooh. Continue Oom Mika same Aunt Dian what is there?”

“Mmmm, Oom Mika is Oom's brother who has not met for a long time.”

“Oom also know my Mama?” Dim's getting probed.

“Know.” Zayn's heart immediately beat.

“Brother also dong means. Mama same Oom Mika kan sodara. Kl Aunty Dian is Mama's bestie. Oom, his mother Love never seen?”

“Oom is divorced with mom Love.”

“Divorce .. why do married people get divorced?” Mumbles Dim.

Zayn did not answer. They both fell silent in their thoughts. Before long, the building of the beach Dish restaurant has been seen.

The cars started coming. Visitors want to enjoy delicious food while watching the sunset.

“Oom, if you're bothered, I'm down here aja.”

“Ngot bothered. Oom take you home. Your kasian is alone.”

“Cause, no need. Dim's house has a restaurant, so a lot of people, Oom. At least later tonight Dim messing around to the restaurant when it's done making PR. Bibik also has kok.”

They arrived in front of the Beach Dish restaurant. Zayn and Dim got off and pulled the bike out of the car.

“Mama you come home what time?”

“Today comes home real night. Usually if there is a catering finish at nine. Until the house at eleven. Usually, but sometimes also Mama just watch out for the preparation of the abis left behind,” explained Dimiko with rundown. Several times he joined his mother to take care of catering at events.

“Dim, how can you pinter so much?”

The two of them walked towards the house located behind the restaurant.

“Nknow. In fact said Oom Regent, Dim child prodigy.“

“Oh, Dim know well Oom Regent?” Zayn chuckled at Dim's reply.

“Dengerin gossip oom and aunty in the restaurant, he said Oom Regent actually has a crush on Mama. But Mama doesn't want to. His wife Oom Regent is dead.”

Zayn's breath jerks.

“Oom Regent come here often?” Ask after you have mastered yourself.

“Very often,” reply Plain dim.

“Certain your Mama?”

“Mama me why, Oom?”

Zayn had to be careful if he wanted to ask further because Dimiko was a smart kid. Finally he decided no longer to discuss about Oom Regent.

In front of the house Dim stopped and faced Zayn.

“Oom same time Cinta and Eyang stop by my Mama's restaurant, yes. The best mama make stir-fried anchovy bitter melon, black squid chili ijo. The famous is also the blood shell of the pari pari spice. I like shrimp gule but don't use cassava leaves. Sauteed parey, loh, no hook, Oom.”

Netra Zayn glared far away. His memory goes back to the days when Nafisa was still by his side and often sent food for lunch to the office.

“In shaa Allah, Oom invite Love and Eyang. Are you really all alone at home?”

“Ngak what. Bye Oom, assalamualaykum.”

Dim kissed the reverend then parked the bike next to the house before entering through the side door.

“I'll see you, Nafisa. Whatever you want, I will accept it with great courage and sincerity. May you still allow me to be close to our son,” muttered Zayn before stepping away.

His steps came to a halt when next to the restaurant whose building was open he heard a waiter greet guests, “Wah, Mr. Regent. Monggo.”

Netra the man immediately looked at a man who was also looking at him suspiciously as it came from the direction of Nafisa's house.

The person called the Regent was more or less the same age as him. His stature is high, his skin is tanned, his hair black cepak army model. His face was handsome like Javanese Priyayi.

Zayn decided to go into Nafisa's restaurant and sit down.

“With Mr Dino? I am Zayn Malik, just moved to Banyuwangi two weeks ago.”

“Oh. You are from PT Reka Raga Semesta who is applying for a permit to build a resort on Gumawa Beach?”

“True, Sir.”

“Waaah, I just saw the submission uh have met here. Last from Bu Nafisa's house?” Investigate Dino.

“Nganter Dim. She's the same as my daughter.”

There was a look of relief in Dino Laksito's eyes known as the Regent there.

“Sit together, Sir. I'm a widower, so no one's a masakin. Yes almost every night I come here.”

Zayn tried hard not to turn the table because of the burning fire of jealousy.

He was so hard to keep his attitude. Pretending to be relaxed he asked, “Here is delicious cuisine? I haven't tried.”

“Cobain stir fry bitter melon. Then if you like, cork fish seasoning palawan. Endes suredes. My mother also reached rantan.”

“Oh yes. I want to try the cork fish seasoning palawan

“Suit. I also like.”

The waiter received their order, then came again with a complimentary drink for Pak Bupati and Zayn.”

“From Bu Nafisa,” said it was friendly. Nafisa memwng used to give complimentary drinks to VIP guests.

“Aaah, Bu Nafisa's ginger tea is down. Make a good and delicious seger in the stomach. Monggo Mas Zayn, try it. I call it Yes. Relax kok.”

“Monggo, Sir. Permission to call Mr. Dino,” reply Zayn with respect. As an accomplished businessman, he did know how to put himself, especially in state officials.

Dino nodded her head. The man sipped again then put down the cup with a face full of delicious taste.

“Aaah. Pas everything. Pedesnya, legit. Perfect.”

Zayn took a slow sip of his favorite drink while still with Nafisa. Waves of memory then increasingly play in his mind.

“So what made Mas Zayn move to Banyuwangi?”

“My son. The doctor advised us to go to sea often. Bali is too crowded. Lombok is too far away. Banyuwangi is the best location because it is still closer to get access to health in Surabaya. My son .. Love has many obstacles in its growth period.”

“If I'm actually a native of Surabaya, but the assignment is here. It just so happened that my mother also lived together because she was alone. It's been less than a year here. Then resort plans when it starts.”

“If the licensing process is complete, we are ready to start, sir. I tried small scale first. The land that we have liberated is about two commas eight hectares.”

“Yah good luck.”

Dino's face suddenly sumringah, suddenly he stood up and greeted, “Assalamualaykum Bu Nafisa, well do not be bored if I come on, yes.”

Nafisa did not reply, her nether was staring straight at the back of the man sitting behind her.

In his seat, Zayn closed his eyes, took a deep breath and stood up, and turned his body towards Nafisa.

Netra they sat for a long time.

There's yearning.

There's wounds.

There must be love still stored.

Realizing that the man in front of her was no longer a mahram, Nafisa lowered her gaze.

The woman replied to Dino's greeting kindly, “Waalaykumussalam, please, sir. With pleasure.”

Nafisa tried hard to stay calm.

“Bu, this is Mr. Zayn Malik. He plans to build a resort here.”

Nafisa clenched her hands while Zayn reached out. Netra Zayn could not be separated from the woman in front of him.

“Hopefully everything is smooth, Mr. Zayn. Please enjoy the dishes. I go to the kitchen first.”

Gegas Nafisa walked towards the kitchen with her heart still beating fast.

He immediately took a glass of water and gulped it down.

“Yes God, I'm not ready. Seven years and this heart still hurts, O God. I'm not ready to meet Mas Zayn and his family.”

Nafisa closed her eyes. Dispel all the flavors that disturb his heart. Not realizing that a pair of eyes peeked out from the gap of the kitchen door that was not tightly closed.

From a distance, Zayn saw Nafisa close her eyes tightly.

“Yes Allah, does he still love me?”

Dino notices how Zayn's attitude changes after meeting Nafisa.

“That's Bu Nafisa. I couldn't take my eyes off her since I first met.”

Zayn shifted his eyes.

“Calon wife dream. Shalihah, beautiful, and smart. Honestly, I am impressed with him,” continued Dini again.

Zayn's throat was choked to hear the male puja in front of him addressed to Nafisa.

Dino continued half-whispering, “Not merely awe, I was struggling to get the love of Bu Nafisa. So, Mas step aside first, yes.”

The last sentence was uttered with great emphasis and an eye that was no longer friendly.

“Where to run, sir. No worries,” replied Zayn calmly. Netraya again glanced and sat with Nafisa who was also looking at him.

The corner of Zayn's lips lifted but Nafisa chose to take her eyes off.

“Pak Dino, it looks like I have to go home to pray maghrib with family. I hope to meet you to get direction about the investment plan in Banyuwangi. Good night, Sir. Assalamualaykum.”

“Waalaykumussalam, Sir. I wait for our appointment another time.”

Zayn searches for Nafisa's figure while she's paying at the cashier. But the woman was gone.

“Alhamdulillah O Allah. It's the best day after the birth of the Love you gave me.”

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