The Reinvent Of Love

Eps. 24

"Hi Arga!" Sapa a woman who just entered the room Arga while carrying a tentengan. Looks cany-by.

"Ma-Mayang?" said Arga stammered to see the figure of a woman named Mayang now appear in front of him. Mayang walked over to Arga who was sitting behind his desk.

"I wasn't told to sit?" she said while slipping her hair into her ears. Arga himself actually still seemed confused to see the presence of the woman he had not met for a long time.

"Oh, yes, please sit." Mayang sat facing Arga. They both looked at each other. "How are you doing Arga?" suddenly open the conversation.

"I'm good, what about you after six years in Australia?"

The woman smiled a little. "I'm good, and life abroad is quite pleasant. But baby, it turns out that my heart prefers the country of my birth as the most suitable place for me."

"Oh!" Arga only replied briefly then confirmed the collar of his shirt and his sitting position. It looks like Arga is looking for the most comfortable position at this time because he feels gerogi and suddenly awkward to see the figure of Mayang in front of him at this time.

"Six years more we do not meet each other and communication, you are more handsome and authoritative in appearance. What I wonder is precisely your attitude"

"Am I?"

"Yes your attitude, I feel you are getting colder to me right now. I don't know why I don't know."

Arga watched Mayang speak, then smiled obliquely. "That's just your feeling. After all, six years is a long time, it is not impossible that people will definitely change with age and life experience."

Mayang said Arga's words just now. "Oh yeah, I'm going to hear your company is going to be one of those unicorns, too?"

Arga just smiled in response to Mayang's words.

"Congratulations yes, did not expect your plan after the lecture that only spoke when the presentation of the business turned out to be true. You are already the boss of one of the startup companies in Indonesia."

"Thanks, oh, what do you want to drink?"

Mayang. "I don't want to drink, I want to take you to eat malem."

Arga furrowed his brows. "So what did you mean by coming here, would you take me to dinner?"

"Yes, I want to celebrate our meeting again, after six years we have not seen each other and communicated. You want to, right?"

Arga looks silent, his eyes glanced to the right and to the left like he was considering something. Mayang dateng-dateng immediately asked to eat malem, he became more aggressive. Maybe the influence of living in an outside country for a long time. Should I refuse to accept?

Arga raised both hands on the table and hooked his fingers together, he looked at Mayang with a stern look. "Okay, we're having dinner. Your place of course, let it be after work I meet you immediately."

"okay!"

"And here's my phone number." Arga gave her a piece of paper with her phone number, which she had just written.

Mayang smiled as he got up from his seat, and then grabbed the piece of paper that Arga gave him. "Well, if that's what I go first and then I go at dinner, Mister Arganata Yudhistira," said Mayang as he played his eyes towards Arga and left. Arga who watched Mayang until finally out of his room spontaneously said. "You again want to try playing with fire with me again Mayang Putri Bestari?"

*

In one of the shopping centers, Salwa who had returned home from work took the time to shop for some household needs. Since living in Arga's apartment, monthly shopping duties that were originally carried out by Mbok Darmi, are now taken over by Salwa as Arga's legal wife. Besides being sorry for Mbok Darmi who is aged, Salwa realized that arranging household needs is one of his duties. And incidentally for Salwa, shopping for monthly needs is a routine that he always does since he went to college outside the city. Salwa checks what needs he has not bought through the notes he has recorded on his smartphone. "Our milk, the bread already, the jam, the soy sauce the kitchen spices and his friends already, the tissues already, the perfumery of the clothes already, the flour already,...." Salwa checked the names of the items she had put into her shopping trolley. "Hem, it's almost all over. Means that have not lived the same cheese Oh yes fruit, almost forgetfulness."

Salwa walks to the fruit aisle. There he bought several types of fruits, ranging from apples, grapes, strawberries, bananas to lemons. After taking a few kilos of fruit, Salwa accidentally saw in the place where the citrus fruit written the board reads, down the price. Automatic instinct housewife Salwa also rippled made. "Wah looks like a seger and nice orange. Buy ah..."

Upon arrival at the place of the Salwa orange directly sort the orange milah to weigh it. And when it was busy choosing oranges, accidentally near Salwa there was a young couple who were looking to buy oranges as well.

Husband: Honey I want orange-oren.

Wife: Yes, dear, so you help me make the picky orange dong.

Husband: Yes, my wife, I did it for you.

Wife: Ih what the hell mas, do not be ashamed to know seen with others.

Salwa who was near them, apparently found the middle of paying attention to the young couple. "I'm sorry Ma'am" the couple's daughter told Salwa, because she felt bad about her behavior with her husband. And Salwa only replied with a small smile and left because she had got some citrus fruits that she chose. While pushing her trolley towards the cashier Salwa muttered, "Enak yes, monthly shopping cemented her husband. Not like me, the status of marriage but I don't feel like having a husband. Huft..." I don't know why Salwa's feeling was a bit envious to see the couple, but immediately Salwa seemed to just wake up and shake her head. "I thought what the hell! As a result, I think I really ngarepin Arga treat me rich husband mbak-mbak earlier." Salwa also shuddered amusedly. "Ih males really think that, mending cepet-cepet pay and keep coming home!"

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Salwa, who had finished shopping, was now standing in front of the shopping center exit waiting for her online taxi order to come pick her up. "Duh jammed like yes, the taxi tumbens came old." And while waiting for the online driver his order came. Not accidentally Salwa saw a car that was exactly the same as her husband's car passing by, "Wait, the car passed just now how can Arga's car? Did I see wrong? Salwa tried to ascertain the police number, but unfortunately the car was hunted to go to the parking lot. "Ah may just be similar, but the roll-royce car is like that which has not too much." Salwa seems to still seem curious about the car, fortunately the Salwa-order online taxi driver has come so that Salwa is not too curious.

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