The Virgin Widow of the Solehah
Chapter 56. Misspeaking
Adinda said goodbye to the Mother before returning to the city of Jakarta with the status of a widow. Now the girl was already in the car that had just moved out of her home village.
“Oh yes, sir, later we stop for a while yes to buy souvenirs for mrs Ramindra.” Adinda turned to the side asking the man who became his driver to stop for a while because he could not return to Jakarta without a hand from the Sukabumi area.
“Boleh, you just take what souvenirs are often brought to other cities for relatives from Sukabumi! Later let me pay,” Akram replied without turning his head because the man was focused on looking at the streets.
About 30 minutes later, the car turned on one of Sukabumi's signature hawker stalls. They both went down when Adinda had forbidden Akram to wait for him in the car enough but Arogan's man did not want to hear it at all. Adinda took mochi cake, banana chakra, gingerbread cake and also grilled sagon because the food that became one of the characteristics of the Sukabumi area in addition to some other dry snacks.
“We buy this banana sponge also some, all can be used as a snack for on the road!” Akram grabbed three boxes of banana balls and put them near Adinda's groceries. The man also looks enthusiastically to the stall next door which provides fruits and buys them a few pounds. After all the groceries were paid they both went back into the car and Adinda was annoyed because the man insisted on wanting to pay for all the hands himself.
All the way to Jakarta Adinda just silence without talking except once responding to the story Akram is always there as a chat material. Starting from the story of the birth of Caca to her widowed self until now and never once close to a woman, until she met with Adinda.
“That's the story of my life so far that is very far from women even though I honestly often spend time with the night world and make friends with liquor and drunkenness but I still take care of myself from women!” concluded Akram closed his dark story.
Adinda has since become a very loyal listener, knowing only when she feels needed.
Acram chuckles small, a tinge of beautiful looking smile engraved on his lips that even his teeth look so pure white giving off a fresh mint scent.
“You overestimated me, Adinda! I never chased you at all but I did all this just for the sake of my little Princess — Caca. She needs a mother figure who is able to make her feel comfortable, and I found all that in you,” he explained indirectly, if the man has no sense in him at all except just for the sake of his child.
Adinda looks nodding understanding and in her heart must be underlined that she is no one from a familiar so she must fortify herself as best as possible so as never to be fascinated with the good looks of the widower tycoon.
“I star yes, Sir. What we talked about just now will be stored here and I will never forget, as a benchmark material to put boundaries between us as superiors and subordinates!” sahut Adinda wisely pointed the index finger at the temple, even the Girl showed a tinge of curved lines on her lips that are beautiful and look thin and sweet.
Indirectly the girl will store in her brain well status as a caregiver in the eyes of Akram.
‘Basic Akram bego, why did I try to say that? If it is like this .. It is not possible suddenly if later I like him? This is all because I am too prestigious, anyways what the world says when a Akram falls in love with a girl like Adinda who is in fact a young widow, but the truth in my heart is why is it different with my tongue talking?’ Akram was upset and also regretted to himself who was unable to say the word in accordance with the heart because all was contrary to his mind.
