When Talak Has Spoken

Chapter 47 The Desire of Referral

By the time Bisma arrived at the gazebo, all seafood had been served to invite taste. He could see all eyes looking at him suspiciously, except for Deby who turned grim. He believes Deby's attitude has made different thoughts on others.

He just sighed without wanting to comment on everything he saw. He casually shook his body beside Ibn.

“The food is good sir,” Alim lifted his empty plate, “Udah can you sir? Dah laper ni ..”

“Please,” Reply Bisma lightly.

He had not had time to take a plate, deftly Deby had filled half the rice and some side dishes that spoil the taste, be it fried shrimp flour and squid crispi that invite to immediately enjoy.

“Thank you Deb,” Bisma finally received the plate that Deby had directed to her.

There's no way he's resisting all of Deby's treatment in front of the others. He also has to take care of his feelings even if he just appreciates.

“Wah, already matched this,” Gita commented on Deby's actions, “When is the official pack?”

Bhishma looked at Gita sharply. He most dislikes his personal relationship being spread out in front of the crowd, even if it is only his staff.

“Pardon Gita mas, she was just kidding ... “ quickly Deby blinked at Gita to stop her flabby prank.

“I .. yes sir, sorry!” quickly Gita looked at Bisma with a worried look.

Never did he see the reddened look on his boss' face with his joking words but instead fished in the murky water. Bhishma did not like his joke.

“Pak, drink first,” Ibnu put water in front of Bisma who seemed still upset with Gita's words.

“Thank you Nu,” quickly Bhishma grabbed the water and drank it until the ludes were left unnoticed.

There were not many conversations that took place at lunch. Each one was busy with his thoughts. Until the menu is clean, everything is still silent not much to say.

Gita is still worried about the cold attitude that Bhishma showed her until they return to the office. Alim just fell silent not daring to respond. He was afraid that Bhishma's anger was transmitted to him who did not know how to, even though he tried to find out.

Office hours are over. Seeing Bisma's cold attitude made Deby not dare to approach. But he was sure, it would soon melt itself. Only he needs a moment that makes Bhishma come back and change like the beginning of their closeness.

He just needs to prove that the change is not a figment. He must completely change and convince the Bhishma that they can be the ideal partner and envy the other. There's no way he's giving up just for the widow ‘ndeso’ and matre like Gita said.

“Nu, accompany me ...” Bhishma immediately turned off his laptop and packed all his equipment on the desk.

“Good sir. I will accompany my father everywhere. Coincidentally today my wife again went home and brought a holiday child in Surabaya,” Ibnu said frankly.

“Not need to be long in width,” Bisma says ketus.

He still can not forget the style of Hilman ‘sok’ so host at the residence Ajeng. And it still pisses him off and cringe all day.

“Ready pack!” in the military style, Ibnu raised his hand with perfect respect.

Seeing Ibn's behavior no doubt made a thin smile reflected on Bisma's face.

“Gayamu Nu, Nu...” he shook his head with the silly behavior of his subordinates who are quite entertaining his permanence.

Now both have entered a large shopping center in the city of Malang. The quiet and shady afternoon atmosphere makes a crowded atmosphere in one of the big malls in the middle of the city.

Ibnu who brought his superior shopping trolley bobbing his head saw so many Bisma groceries.

“Usually who buys the needs of the father?” Ibnu could not hide his curiosity.

“Then I moved here, Mr. Wisnu has a household assistant and a private driver who is unemployed. So he recommended both who happened to be husband and wife. They were the ones who had been helping me at the official house,” Bhishma explained everything to Ibnu.

He was very helped by the existence of Mr. Isaac and his wife, Mr. Darmi, whose age is parobaya. All his daily needs have been prepared by Ms. Darmi.

But since the youngest son of Mr. Ishak and Ms. Darmi who became TKW have returned from Hong Kong and decided to settle down to start their own business, they were both in boyong to Madiun.

So almost two weeks this time he struggled to do all the household affairs himself, to make him decide to be with Ajeng and their little daughter Lala.

“How do you think Nu, if I want to go back with Ajeng?” bisma said suddenly while the two were enjoying dinner, after finishing shopping and stopping by the mosque available at the big mall.

“Glek!” Ibnu choked on the white water until it gushed in front of him.

Fortunately it did not hit the dish even the face of Bhishma who was sitting opposite him.

“Your snags Nu,” snaps Bhishma.

“Sorry sir,” Ibnu said full of regrets, “Since the father said it was not thought of first.”

“Gosh Nu..” Bhishma can not be sure with the courage of his subordinates who talk too honestly and what it is,” I've been thinking about it for a month lately. And everything made my head almost explode.”

Ibn looked at the face of Bisma with concern. He did not think that this was what made his boss' attitude so sensitive. Not in the slightest they do negligence in the work, let alone make a false report, then one room will be able to reprimand indiscriminately.

“You mean to refer to me by Ale?” Ibnu just wanted to ascertain the truth.

“True,” replied Bisma quickly, “I want to go back to her, fix our household from the beginning.”

“But sir …. “ Ibn cut his words in doubt.

“But why?” pursue Bisma.

“Mas Hilman and mbak Ale are official. What I heard last, not for another year both will go to the guarantee. Everyone just waiting for the readiness of Ale. From the Hilman mas already 100 percent.”

Bisma was surprised to hear Ibnu's story. How could he have missed this news. Dimas never told him anything important about Ajeng and Hilman's plans.

“You know where Nu is from?” chase Bisma fast.

It is unlikely that Ajeng and Hilman's marriage will take place any time soon. Their divorce has not been taken care of. Automatically Ajeng has not been able to start a new household with anyone. And it probably won't make things easier.

“Yes know sir. My wife Arma is still ponakan his mother mas Hilman,” Ibn replied instantly.

“It is fitting that you so defend the farmer,” Bisma looked at Ibnu sharply, “Nu, you must answer honestly.”

Ibnu looked at Bisma in error. How could he possibly side with one of them. Both are important to themselves and their families. So he tried to be neutral all this time, so that the atmosphere remained safely under control.

“Don't be heavy sir, I have a small brain, so the thinking power is slow …. “ Ibnu said with a funny mimic while scratching his head.

“I'm serious Nu, this is not kidding!” Bisma so impatient to face the behavior of Ibn selenge’an.

“Yes sir. I will be serious,” Ibn now sits upright, trying to listen to the wishes of his boss.

“I want to refer to Ajeng,” Bhishma said seriously, “And this is not just for the sake of Lala. But I admit now, that Ajeng is indeed the best woman choice mama.”

“But Ale and Mas Hilman are serious and have been almost to the guarantee. You also divorced mbak Ale ..” cut Ibnu quickly.

“Without divorce deed where maybe they can get married,” Bhishma replied quickly, “And I until anytime will not divorce Ajeng. Because my intention is round to refer.”

Hearing the stubbornness of Bisma, Ibn fell silent. He knew, this one superior had never lost an argument with anyone including the head of the service as his direct superior.

Due to his high work experience and flying hours, making all the words of Bhishma and the decisions he gives is always a reference wherever he is. And Ibnu understood that.

So he understood very well, if the strong desire of Bisma to return to his ex-wife could not be broken. He heard and followed the path. He will survive the world and his work.