Trying To Be Faithful

Strange offer

"Deliver!" Hasna pulled her hand from Raden's scuffles.

"Follow!"

"No!" Hasna is back.

"Why are you, Na?"

"Mas is why. I'm leaving why was it pulled?"

"You should hear my explanation. Everything you see isn't what you think, okay."

"What am I really thinking?"

"Hasna's."

"Mas, you misunderstood. I don't think about anybody. Mas don't think I'm angry because mas with the woman, not at all, Mas. We want to walk with whoever it is right, we have no ties that make us have to put limits on each other."

"Is that?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Hasna tried to forcefully suppress the feeling that was actually about to explode.

"All right then. Thanks for everything."

Raden left Hasna. He returned to Azalea. Raden very deliberately embraced Azalea while walking through Hasna.

In the car, Hasna tried to concentrate even though her mind could not focus.

Dukkkk!

"Astaghfirullah, O Allah."

The car that Hasna hit in front, pulled over. Hasna followed.

"Okay, sorry, sir. I didn't intentionally."

Hasna apologized while looking at the damage caused by her.

"This road is not stuck, yes. Can Mba drive from as far away, it's brake function what try? The display?"

"Sorry, Sir. I was not concentrated. I'll cover the cost of the repairs, sir."

"Relatedly? Do you know this is an expensive car? The damage you caused was worth the price of an Mba, tau!"

"Yes, Sir. Sorry."

"Sir, sir, Mba I think I'm old. Don't call me, sir."

"i-iya, Mom. I'm sorry."

"Mas, mas, you think I'm a goldsmith."

"Em, yes, Bang. I'm sorry."

"dude? With my clothes and my appearance like this, you think I'm a parking attendant called Brother."

Astaghfirullah, why is there such a chatty man, O Allah.

"What do you want? I'm calling, son? A cross? The darling? The fuck? Aa? Akang, or what, Huh! It's so complicated being a guy anyway. If you want to ask for compensation, say how much, do not talk about nggoror ngidul not clear! Car as expensive as this time do not have insurance? Elite car insurance is tough!"

"Eh, I'm even encouraging the Mba."

"Yes, I'm fierce. Why is it? Ask for compensation is very complicated!" Hasna who was indeed upset, vented her emotions at that person. He was not ashamed to shout despite being seen by many people.

"Come, so how much do you replace it? Say it! Oh, true. You said the repair costs are worth my car, right?"

That person just kept quiet in fear seeing Hasna get angry. Hasna returned to her car, turned off the engine and took her bag.

"this. You just take the car. You sell and use the money for compensation." Hasna gave the car keys to the man. Then just leave.

"Come, woiii! Mba wait." The man is chasing.

"What else? Less? what else would you take from me? A cellphone?" Hasna reached into her bag.

"No, no. Here I turn the car keys, how do I bring two cars, Mba ..."

"Lad there!"

"Haha?"

Hasna took back the car keys. He drove back to the place where Nay was field trip, the man followed behind.

Hasna picked up her daughter, and was still followed by the man.

Once in the parking lot, Nay was surprised to see his dented car.

"This is why, Bun? Nabrak mother?"

Hasna glanced at the man who had always been faithful to follow her since.

"Hmmm, you hit this Om car."

"Later to change dong?"

Hasna nodded.

"Nr ..." Nay approached the man.

"Eh, Nay. What'd you? Don't be that ah, shame. Mommy is wrong about bumping into this Om car until it breaks down. Although we do not have a lot of money, but that does not mean we beg for forgiveness to escape responsibility. No, yes, son. If you're wrong, you have to fix it."

Nay looks sad.

The man looked at Hasna with a feeling of amazement and pride.

Arriving at the official workshop, Hasna asked the estimated cost to the mechanic who was repairing it.

"Effective, Mom. But this car is insured, so there's no need to pay."

"But somehow I've damaged this guy's car, so I have to take responsibility."

"Responsible but need not be in the form of money. Mba can do anything else as an apology."

"Why are we here?" ask Hasna.

"Mba, I have a good offer to solve our problem. I want to invite Mba cooperation let me taste good, Mba is also good so we are equally good."

"meaning?" ask Hasna meloto.

"Eh, don't misunderstand me, Mba. Mba thinks good is just that."

"That's which one? What's good is that?"

"Yes, no. It means gini loh .. duh, dengerin used to be napa. Wait for me to explain later Mba can ask or protest. Nothing is over thinking."

"Yes it's so obvious."

"From that moment, I also wanted to explain, but it was noisy."

"Yes, it's hunted."

"Yes, wait a minute."

"Okay, storyteller, what do we want to do?"

"Look .. I have a big problem, Mba."

"Duh, yeah. You have a good car, if you look at it you are certainly not a poor person like me. Your problem is smaller than mine. So ...."

"Stop! Denger first, new comment. Okay?" He endured his frustration.

"Yes already."

"So, I have a big problem. Uh, no. I have something that makes me confused how. I don't know why but this idea came up just as I saw Mba's son earlier. So, I will offer cooperation with mba. Mba do not need compensation with me, even if necessary I will pay Mba as my gratitude if you want to help."

"What help?"

"So my contract boyfriend."

Uhuk! Uhuk!

"Mba, drink Mba." she gave Hasna cake.

"It's cake, Otong."

"Eh, yes. This one means." He's giving me iced coffee. Hasna.

"contract boyfriend? You think we're in a novel world? A contract marriage, a contract boyfriend, then finally fall in real love. Well, I don't want to."

"I don't want the ending to actually date Mba either."

"Why should I date? That ... means why should I be the one you contract with? Why don't you find your match. Loh, I'm older than you. My son is three."

"My parents wanted to match me with their daughter. I don't like the mba. But my parents told me that the match would not be forced if I brought my girlfriend home, no matter the girl or the widow. Have a child or not."

"Do you have a boyfriend? why don't you know your girlfriend?"

"My girlfriend won't, Mba. He said he was scared. Fear of not being approved. The point is he's not ready. Later if he is ready, I will pretend to break up and jump into the house. How's it?"

"Kok I feel weird, yeah. Yes how is it."

"I paid Mba. I pay 10 million each month, will you?"

"I mean every month? How many months does it take for this contract?"

"One year. If I need to give money upfront, what? It's good to make business capital or do what it is."

Hasna thought for a moment. He hesitated whether or not to accept the crazy offer of the man before him. A man that even he doesn't know what his name is.

Involved nominal savings in Puput's education account that is already running out, making Hasna resolve and ....

"Okay. I accept. I'd like it if it's paid in advance."

"Yes! uh, yes. What is the name of Mba? When we're dating but don't know our own boyfriend's name, it's funny."

"I'm Hasna. This is my son Nay, my son Nomo two Shaki, and his firstborn is Puput."

"I Dewandaru. Call me God."

"OK, god. So from now on we'll be, yeah."

They laugh.

"It's nice to work with Mba Hasna" said Dewa, shaking hands before they parted ways.