The Story of a Broken Man

60. Which Ever Happened

"Hi, do you remember me?" smiling, a young woman with the little boy said to Arif.

"Remember, " while trying to remember it Arif said with a smile as well. She who? his brain kept trying to remember him.

"Well, long time ago we didn't meet, last time when the farewell Junior High," the woman was nostalgic.

"His mother knows him?" while wrapping the pecel Jamila said. He was curious about the woman.

"My first win was Junior High. It just so happens that we haven't seen each other for a long time. I never thought I'd see you here again."

"She's my boyfriend mbak, doain ya quickly memorized," smiled broadly Jamila as she said it.

"Have a good luck. Hopefully sooner . I'll invite you to my wedding!"

"Udah wants our proposal. Hopefully good until the future," Arif does not want to lose. His brain could not process his memory of the woman, but judging from the way he spoke he must have been close to her. He said the time of Junior High, a very long time . It's natural to forget, right?

"Well steady yeah. Now you're brave with girls."

"How was mbak? I'm curious."

"He never dared to be a girl. Surely if again approaching the girl his hands tremble. "

"No, I never tremble when I get close to a girl" she said in red. He did not accept to say so even though he himself inwardly knew it.

"If never why is your face red? Just relax if that's it. Once when he was in school he had something embarrassing? What that is, maybe ever wet the bed in class or something like that. I was curious," while taking the plastic to wrap two servings of the pecel she asked.

"What yes? I guess there is no. He was his son straight first. The one I remember most is the most embarrassing member's experience, most just right after circumcision. He once said that just want to be circumcised he had shouted like a possessed person so afraid of him. It looks like it passed SD. Severe, it's still big like that."

"Don't believe me where there's screaming. I am a man of fear . No," Arif was confused as to what to say. The memory of the lost past was instantly regained, as he remembered it he was ashamed of himself. If at that time he could have been more courageous, surely such an event would not have happened.

"Call the Roses" he replied, handing over the money .

"Yes, I am a rose, thank you. Next time stop by again."

"Ready."

"Do you really know him?" when the woman who claimed to be named Rose left, Jamila asked that to Arif who was busy copying.

"Know, I think it's ."

"Snack."

"Yes understand, long time no see. So yeah, I still kind of forgot. Moreover, the older the age, the sooner forget ."

"What matters is that there's nothing about him ."

"No, you are my future wife. My dear is jealous, there is no need. Why do I look for another, I am yours now and forever. Life and death are for you, baby ."

"Began deh , I think it's been trained to talk sweet as many girls."

"No dear. My love is only you, I never fell in love with anyone other than you, dear" The talk this time is not appropriate. He fell in love with a friend when he was in high school, but unfortunately he was too afraid to say it. Words of like never even spoken until the woman he likes is married and has children.

That day, Arif actually regretted his attitude that hid his likes. The woman was not wrong because she did not know the pent-up feelings at all. As long as he is happy, that is enough.

When he saw Jamila's face first, he felt he had to be brave or regret that he had felt repeated again. He wanted to immediately propose he wanted to show how serious he was this time. Whatever happens, Arif wants to be with Jamila forever until death do them part.