When Talak Has Spoken

Chapter 30 Seeing You With a Different Taste

Throughout the night, she was unable to close her eyes. Sigit and Hilman's conversation was still ringing in his ears. How not, when repeating the recording of the conversation both just make it emotional.

Shadow Ajeng and Lala now always accompany him every night. Even the second photo is now the background smartphone. He always looked at the photos of the two before falling asleep in the silence of the night.

Deby's number, which is always listed at the top, has now been blocked. He is lazy to serve all the wishes of Deby even just save his mobile number.

This morning discopindag Malang will conduct a seminar of SMEs and MSMEs held in one of the hotels in Malang city. This activity invites SMEs and MSMEs by inviting resource persons who have received appreciation from the national level.

The bisma this morning was very excited to come. He knows, Ajeng is one of the parties who will be a source because of its success in bringing his MSMEs to national level awards.

When entering the hotel lobby, Ajeng saw the committee from the discopindag was still relaxed, and some were talking on the sofa. He saw Bhishma talking to a woman he knew a close friend who had been introduced to his former in-laws.

“Mbak Ale .... “ Ibnu immediately approached Ajeng who was walking leisurely towards the hotel ballroom which had been transformed into a seminar room.

Bisma was stunned to hear the voice of Ibn calling Ajeng. Meanwhile, Deby continues to follow him with the reason to coordinate the process of activities that began during the two days.

It just so happened that he became the chairman of the organizing committee. Inevitably, he must always coordinate with his team. Deby who is already accustomed to being the MC deliberately dressed up ‘all out’ trying to restore his charm that is now starting to fade in the eyes of his superiors.

“Wah, mbak Ale came on time,” Ibn accompanied Ajeng walk into the seminar room.

Before the activity began, Ajeng followed Ibnu's instructions which took him to sit in a VVIP chair while waiting for invited guests and other participants.

For some reason every look at Bhishma appeared a sense of sadness in the bottom of his heart. Maybe he hasn't moved on from the past.  But he tried to forget all about Bhishma so that the pain in his heart would slowly fade away.

He knew he had dropped his heart on the wrong man. But the issue of feeling cannot be forced. One day you will find yourself a suitable place to dock.

“Hehh .... “ Ajeng sighed slowly, trying to throw away the rest of the flavor that made him depressed.

Not that he was not ready to start again but his status that there was no clarity and legality of the relevant institutions made him think to open his heart again.

He understood Hilman's seriousness and desire to be in a relationship with him. But the trauma of loving yourself makes him reluctant to open his heart.

Asih has reminded, that everyone is not the same. Bisma and Hilman are two different people, certainly have their own advantages. Moreover, Bisma has been close to her co-workers, having even been introduced to her family. Do not let him miss the train and cry for fate by widowing to old age.

A faint smile rose on Ajeng's face remembering Asih who heated himself up for the closeness of Bisma with beautiful hijab women that he often saw together even so early the two looked so familiar as if the world only belonged to two.

Now Asih is the one who became his best confiding friend. Asih knows, it is not easy for him to start again. But he was young, and Lala needed a father figure to grow up.

There is no harm in trying to get started. Hilman has proven himself to be a figure to consider. The closeness and Lala also add a plus in the eyes of Ajeng.

He smiled in light of Asih's advice to start accepting Hilman's helping hand to get closer and forge a more serious relationship. And he will set himself up to open his heart.

Now Ajeng focuses on his mobile phone to remember the material he will convey as narcum at a day seminar about how his efforts in developing his MSME to successfully get the appreciation of the Government and the central government.

“Hm ... “ dehem voice someone does not make Ajeng turn away.

He remains focused on scrolling what he has typed as material that he will convey for the next twenty minutes. He has also prepared some short answers if from the committee opened a question and answer session to the participants.

“Can I sit here?” Bhishma who had known Ajeng's arrival from the beginning had now stood beside him.

Slowly Bhishma shook the body right at his side. The participants and the committee and other sources began to arrive to enliven the hotel ballroom that could accommodate more than a hundred people.

Of the various sources, including officials, there is also Sigit representing the government bank which will be a third party in this activity.

Keep continuing the activity. Doesn't want his concentration to be split just because of the presence of people from his past. Although he was aware of the presence of Bhishma with a heavy sigh made him less focused.

“We have not talked for a long time .. “ Bhishma's voice is now starting to sound, “How is Lala?”

Although his eyes were straight ahead, Ajeng knew that Bhishma's gaze was on him. His position in the number two seat because Bisma beside him from the edge of the front row seat makes the conversation they both will not disturb the officials even other sources.

“Good,” Ajeng replied briefly.

Bisma gave a faint smile hearing Ajeng's reply. He knew Ajeng was trying to avoid a conversation with him. Though he just wanted to just say hello and ask news about his daughter, or it could be a friendship as a friend.

But it seems Ajeng is trying to close the communication he wants. The answer also seems indifferent.

There is no longer any tenderness and hospitality in every word and deed of Ajeng towards him. His attitude was like a stranger, firm and no-nonsense. The friendly smile that has been his trademark all this time has been lost replaced with a cynical and jutek face.

Bisma shook her head remembering all the tenderness and sweetness of Ajeng during their togetherness. I think he misses all that now.

“Mas .... The show can already start?” deby's spoiled voice slashes Bhishma's daydreams of their past.

“Ya,” Reply Bisma quickly.

He immediately busied himself with a cell phone without looking at the face of Deby who was standing by his side.

Ajeng looked at the woman he believed had a place in his ex-husband's heart. He smiles. It was slipping in my heart as her eyes rippled with Deby. His hands are back playing on the phone screen.

Deby knew the woman sitting next to Bisma was his ex-wife. It was accidentally he knew when they were shopping at the mall the other day. Bisma tells the figure of Ajeng and the separation that has occurred between the two. The pride of the moment was so strong in Deby's heart, because Bisma preferred to be with him and accompany him all day.

 Displeasure arose in his mind seeing the behavior of the Bisma as early as this. Suspicion began to poison his mind to see Bisma who many times saw Ajeng when he was sitting on the VVIP bench invitation to the seminar source.

When Bisma said she wanted to end their relationship, Deby was not willing.  He knows, many of his colleagues are still single in the office who expressed interest in their superiors. Moreover, the firm attitude and calm conduct, making singles both in the same agency and different agencies want to get to know Bisma more closely.

Deby did not want his attempt to mutation at the expense of all, even his pride to continue on the side of Bhishma to be futile, because it turned out that he was not the chosen one. Though according to Bhishma, she was the best woman he knew, so he took off the household that he felt there was no calmness and comfort in it.

Seeing the cold attitude of Bisma made Deby step uninspired towards the podium. As the host MC, he had to give his best performance for all eyes to focus and be amazed at him.

Unable to deny Ajeng, women who have now seized their position in the heart of Bhishma do have extraordinary charm. His soft and clear voice was able to hypnotize the audience who were in the hotel ballroom.

Ajeng could see all eyes focused on the podium as Deby began to guide the event by reading out the arrangement of activities they would go through this day.

As he looked to the side, Bhishma also looked at him fixedly. The teacher immediately threw away face. He hated that look. He does not want to feel hurt for the umpteenth time for the cold attitude of Bhishma.

“Can't we talk as friends?” bisma's baritone voice is again heard with a straight view on it, “I want our communication to keep going for the growth and development of Lala.”