When Talak Has Spoken

Chapter 21 Lunch Together

He does not know the business field that Ajeng has been involved in since he cut off communication after six months separated from home. Even though every Mayang visited her mother's house while she was there, and listening to Mayang's story about Ajeng to her mother did not make Bhishma interested.

He came to visit his mother on the weekend because he missed his cooking no less. The intensity of his time with his little princess Lala was very rare. All he did was stay in his private room in the big house of his mother.

All he knew, Mayang who often visited Ajeng to meet their little daughter, and occasionally Lala brought Mayang to stay at his home. He knew his mother and Mayang loved their little daughter very much.

Bhishma's daydream came to a halt as a pat on her shoulder blew away the faces playing in her mind.

“At the time photos with the finalists,” said Andrean immediately stood up from the chair he was sitting in.

From the corner of her eyes Bhishma saw some men wanting to stand beside Ajeng as filming began. Ajeng's smile did not disappear from his face during the photo session.

“Eh, this from the Malang Trade Service can be photographed with the award-winning mother Ale!” bisma's staff's exclamation made her feelings suddenly warm.

The moment of shared photos that he remembered only when the wedding and reception with Ajeng were held luxury in Jakarta. After that, there was never their togetherness stored in any photo.

“Thank you Ibnu .. “ Bhishma's smile widened on his truly understanding staff.

He felt this was a rare opportunity to be in one frame with his ex. There was also one thing that he wanted to clarify to Ibn about his greeting to Ajeng, and it seems that Ibn was very familiar with him.

As Bisma began to walk closer to Ajeng, she heard the sound of a cell phone ringing. He quickly reached into his handbag.

“Excuse me, sorry I have to answer the phone .... “ said Ajeng with a serious look when passing through Bisma and Ibnu who were preparing to take pictures with him while other businessmen still faithfully standing on the stage.

Bisma knows, Ajeng avoids being one frame with her. Because after a few minutes waiting for his figure did not appear in front of the two of them.

“Why do you call it bu Ale?” seeing the invisible figure of Ajeng makes Bisma unable to cover her curiosity.

“We have known for a long time, before Mr. Mutation here .. “ replied Ibn relaxed while wiping the camera lens with a special handkerchief.

Bisma was increasingly curious about the story of his office staff. Moreover, Ibnu is the only longest running admin staff in Diskopindag Malang city. He wanted to know all about the lunge and Ajeng's business that made his name in the ranks of entrepreneurs who received central government awards. Means when he was still active in the administrative city government of North Jakarta Ajeng has started his business.

It's totally beyond belief.

“Actually from last year bu Ale has been nominated by productive young entrepreneurs in the city of Malang. But at that time he had not settled here still in Surabaya and worked there. Who manages here Mas Hendra and his wife mbak Asih who trusted mother to handle before mother retired early .... “

“Gosh .... Many people know about Ajeng activities. Don't-don't .... Do they suspect that I have something to do with Ajeng?” “ Inner Bhishma in heart.

“Father knows, her husband's name bu Ale is similar to the father's name, Bisma.  Although still presumed si ..” Ibnu said relax.

Bisma did not answer. He instantly switched questions on another topic, “Why do you call him by the name of bu Ale?”

“He he.... “ grunts appeared on Ibnu's lips, “That was the call of Hilman's beloved so his relationship was bu Ale. He is one of the largest culinary and agrotani entrepreneurs who are suppliers in Malang.”

“Why do you suspect me as her ex-husband? And your gini change into gossip material ...” Bisma wanted to stop the suspicion of her staff.

“Just make sure Sir. According to Hilman mas her husband Ajeng Lestari bu or mbak Ale her duties are far away. That's what makes the two separate. Of course, many want to know the name of her husband. Uh, coincidentally his name is the same as Mr.”

Bisma mangosteen understood Ibnu's speech. Now his gaze was directed back at one point, “But there are many whose names are similar but the person is different.”

“True too,” comments Ibn relaxed, “What is the true father of widower ?”

Bisma. He forgot one thing, that now the ID card is electronic, and there is no way he can tell the truth about himself and Ajeng. But he has not changed KK will be his new status back single. Bisma did not answer ....

“So right grapevine news that you are close to mbak Deby?” now Ibnu's whisper-like question was heard in his ear.

“Do you think?” Bisma returns Ibn's question.

“Be careful sir. Mbak Deby is a player, do not let you become a victim ..” Ibnu said seriously, “He used to play with bosses and officials. His football is famous among the top. But our secret is ...”

Bisma sighed hearing Ibnu's words. He had to break this unhealthy relationship. He was too high to put his hopes on the wrong woman.

Although the disappointment he felt was too great, but he was grateful to know early, before the relationship was tied to the holy rope. What a heavy talk.

Their conversation stopped, because the committee had closed and ended the series of events. Not to forget the committee invited guests and participants to enjoy lunch in the form of buffet dishes that have been prepared by the hotel.

Ajeng was stunned when he saw the chair was already filled when he returned from taking food. Many participants who moved sat to just mate with the officials so that his seat was occupied.

“Sini aja bu Ajeng .. “ a baritone voice stroking his earlobe makes a smile fluffy on Ajeng's face.

With a definite step he approached the table that still left an empty chair. He saw his colleague and textile entrepreneur Ratih was also there and had a conversation with Suhendro, who he knew was an expert staff of the disnaker of Malang city.

Andrean smiled in satisfaction as Ajeng fulfilled his invitation to sit together in a table containing eight people.

“Eh .. “ Ajeng's surprised voice he could not hide as soon as he realized that he was sitting side by side with Bhishma who was still talking to Ibn.

Bisma turned her head and stood up quickly, but Andrean first pulled a chair for Ajeng to sit on.

“Thank you sir Andre,” Ajeng said quietly while nodding his head politely.

He began to enjoy eating with an unsettled heart. How to calm down, Andrean began to invite him to talk trivial things that are not important about his efforts and his daily life.

Ajeng only retaliated occasionally to maintain courtesy to the chairman of APINDO who is often called Riyanti a fellow businessman who also received an award this time.

“No need to be too formal, bu Ajeng can call his name directly without frills Sir, feel old ... “ Andrean's weirdness was heard when many times Ajeng called his name by calling sir.

Bisma cursed in her heart to see the treatment of her relationship that began to spread charm to Ajeng.

“Alright mas Andre ... “ politely Ajeng comply with Andrean's wishes.

“What does Ajeng know Mr Bisma?” now Andrean began to look at Bhishma who seemed to take their conversation seriously.

Ajeng immediately turned his head to the side which happened to be Bhishma also looking at him fixedly. With a subtle movement he shook his face for a moment. Because he never knew what position and position of the office of Bhishma.

“Wah, when did Ajeng not know? He is an expert staff of the trade office. Mr. Bisma used to accompany the head of the service to take to the field to review the activities of business actors ... “ Andrean said with a feeling of uncertainty.

“Maklum Pak, Pak Bisma only about three months mutation from Jakarta,” between Ibn fast.

Andrean mangosteen heard the conversation of the two. It makes perfect sense to him. Because he only met and got to know Bhishma after three days of training and seminars in Bandung, until now both of them were at the same event in Malang city.

“Wah, means mbak Ajeng and Pak Bisma did not know each other before.”.

Hearing Andrean's words after seeing Ajeng's attitude made Bisma upset instantly. How can Ajeng claim not to know him. While they once shared pillows and blankets, even sweat ....

His clenched fingers did not accept with Ajeng's reply. Anger began to rise to the chest. He who is always a perfectionist and his words become a reference for every decision-making, feels his pride is stepped on by women who have shared him almost three years in domestic ties.

The lunch session has ended along with the end of the two-day activities. The participants, the committee and the important figures who became the source began to shake hands and say goodbye to each other.