
Bhishma felt reluctant to join his extended family after a while had completed the agreement between Ardi and Mayang. Both of them are no longer in the room.
He had just received a call from Jayusman asking where the Mayang reception was held. Bisma clearly explained all the photos of the location in her mother's residence.
The WO committee is changing the venue and lifting the table seats where the certificates are completed, so that the front of the building becomes roomy with the addition of several arch ornaments and flower arrangements to make the decoration more vibrant.
The hand of Agus his cousin did not care. He believes, if joined with them, will be searched again with that question only. It is safer for him to stay away from their wiggle for his safety and comfort. He did not have a definite answer to shut his brother's mouth.
When he was about to step into the house his eyes were fixated on two figures who were chatting on the porch of the house. It looks like Ajeng is feeding their daughter. Bisma also realized when he saw the clock had shown 11 o'clock passing. His stomach feels different.
Again he looked around, he did not see Hilman or his shadow during the event. His steps bring Bisma closer to Ajeng and Lala.
“Dad eaten?” her daughter's soft voice made a smile rise on Bhishma's face.
He was sitting quietly beside his daughter. His current position was faced with Ajeng who remained leisurely feeding their daughter.
“But baby. Later,” said Bisma slowly.
She stroked her daughter's broken kriwil hair covering her eel, until her hands came into contact with Ajeng's fingers wiping the sweat running down Lala's cheeks.
“Sorry,” Ajeng hurriedly pulled his hand while staring at the face of Bisma at a glance.
Seeing Ajeng's relaxed attitude without being affected by his presence made Bisma feel uncomfortable. But the curiosity of Hilman's whereabouts has not been seen since he arrived, making Bhishma unable to hold back.
“How's the guy doing?” bisma's question made Ajeng turn his gaze back.
He was stunned for a moment. What his former in-laws never told his father Lala about his failure to start over with Hilman, because the man had chosen his own path.
But .. ah, that's it. All that doesn't matter. Back to his conscious.
“He is fine,” Ajeng said with a faint smile.
The bisma of the mangosteen heard the short answer that came out of Ajeng's lips. He was so enjoying a smile that to him was like a drop of dew in an arid field. He longs for the smile that contains sincerity and kindness.
Honey, that beautiful smile already has its owner. Bisma shook her head realizing that she was thinking of a forbidden thing.
“Her father Lala wants to eat now?” Ajeng looked at the restlessness depicted on Bhishma's face.
He was sure the man was hungry for a whole day of chatting with his family and colleagues that he saw quite a lot coming. Even though they have separated, Ajeng still pay attention to the behavior of her ex-husband.
“Let's go later,” Bhishma feels uncomfortable if Ajeng serves her.
“It's okay. His father Lala is here, I will take the food in session,” without waiting for the answer Bhishma, Ajeng immediately stepped up.
“Eughhh ...” the sound of Lala's small burp is heard, making Bhishma laugh. “Alhamdulillah .... “
“Eh, the smart daughter of father,” Bisma again rubbed the head of her little daughter and kissed her with a bad feeling.
If only they were still together ....
The thought came back to disturb the feeling of Bhishma. He looked at Ajeng who was still standing at the buffet table. Even though they had been separated for a long time, Ajeng's attitude had not changed.
“Please .... “ Ajeng holds out a plate that is already filled with rice and side dishes, “ Me and Lala into first. He should rest now.”
“Thank you mother” haru and sad feelings at once ambushed in the depths of the heart of Bhishma so that two very meaningful people in his life passed from before him.
...
That night, Bisma accompanied her mother to sit beside a beautiful and luxurious dress. His eyes looked in one direction many times, if the guest who was shaking hands with the two brides had passed.
Both parties of the bride's family also sit in chairs that have been provided in order of departure in the family.
From his family, he saw Mr. Dhe Susilo with Ranti's aunt, Ajeng, the twins, and Lala. His gaze turned to a man standing beside Ajeng, both of whom were wearing the same uniform.
Bhishma felt foreign to that handsome, bespectacled man. As he remembered Hilman did not wear glasses, and the man who was with Ajeng looked taller than Hilman.
Want to ask her mother, but a sense of prestige makes Bisma play with her own mind. From a distance of seven meters, he saw Ajeng and the man standing beside him engaging in conversation.
Bhishma's eyes widened and looked casually at the foreign man holding Lala who leaned on him. Lala laughed as she kissed the tall man's cheeks casually.
Bhishma did not know what to say seeing the scene that was happening in front of him. Who is the man who is very familiar with Ajeng and his daughter? Why had he not seen Hilman from the beginning?
Various kinds of questions now began to appear in his mind looking at everything in view. He did not know where to begin and with whom to question all who now needed a definitive answer.
Suddenly all eyes were on the couple who went up to the guarantee to congratulate the bride and groom.
Now Bhishma's eyes immediately rounded perfectly once the man who was with his partner who looked pregnant was shaking hands with the bride.
“Thank you to Hilman for coming,” Ardi shook the hand of Hilman who was one of his relations.
Now his eyes are back on Ajeng. He scrunched up an unbelieving eyed. Ajeng and the man with her even seemed to be joking, there was not the slightest hint of sadness on her face that was so beautiful with the complete makeup making her look different.
“Pak Bisma .. “ Hilman's voice seemed nervous greeting shaking hands with him, although Bisma knew, he tried to hide it.
Bisma nodded her head without returning Hilman's smile. His gaze turned on the woman with a distended stomach who continued to hold Hilman's hand.
Beautiful woman, but he sure has a lot of scalpels playing on the tapered cheek. A cynical smile rose on Bhishma's face as the two passed from before them.
“Mama can explain all this?” Bhishma can no longer hold back once both of them have left the guarantee.
“What explanation?” Nurita did not understand Bhishma's question.
He also saw Ajeng who shook hands with Hilman and his wife. How tightly the Dewi's grip on her husband's wrist made Nurita smile herself.
He is sure, one day Ajeng will find the best man in his life. Seeing the treatment of Dawn in both, making Nurita finally resigned and pray for the best if indeed Ajeng's soul mate is Dawn.
“Ma .... “ Bhishma claps Nurita's hand which is now smiling imagining Ajeng's happiness in the future.
“Why?” Nurita looked at Bisma's face for a moment.
“What happened to Ajeng and Hilman's relationship?” finally, Bhishma could not hold himself back anymore.
“They're out of wedlock. That's it!” Nurita answered briefly.
He was not comfortable with the guests who were waiting in line to shake hands. Moreover, the guests are not intermittently in the guarantee to congratulate the two brides.
....
“How is Diajeng?” Hilman could not help his curiosity once he arrived before Ajeng.
He did not care about the long fingernails of the Goddess clutching on his wrist. His longing seemed to be cured after a long time did not see the face of Ayu who so he longed in the nights.
“I'm good,” Ajeng replied casually.
His gaze turned to the Goddess who was looking at him sharply. Smile he could not hide seeing the fierce face of the Goddess who held back emotions seeing the treatment and gaze of Hilman on him.
“Wah congratulations sir Hilman, bu Hilman ... soon will get momongan. Hopefully launched until the birth,” said Ajeng sincerely.
“Thank you Diajeng,” Hilman replied with an uncomfortable feeling.
“Bunda .. “ Lala's voice made Hilman stop her speech.
He saw a tall man in glasses come holding Lala who was now holding ice cream in her hand.
“Mas, why was Lala given ice cream?” Ajeng had not noticed the questionable look on Hilman's face that saw his closeness to the young man.
“Gak pa-pa's. Just a little,” Dawn said softly to Ajeng.
Hilman could not look away at the familiarity that was happening before him. He is convinced by now, that Ajeng has found a better companion than him.
Ajeng's eyes shone looking at the man holding his daughter. Hilman gulped. He could see the happiness clearly reflected on that naturally beautiful face.
“Honey, I have been cape over time standing ... “ complaints Dewi made Hilman aware.
It is not appropriate to think of another woman. Moreover, the Goddess now contains her seeds. Although in his heart he was not willing to see there was another man accompanying the woman who until anytime still left despair in his heart.
....
“Ma .... “ Bisma still demands answers to her mother who is now involved in chat with her besi once guests start to quiet.
Seeing Bisma's sharp gaze made Nurita stop her conversation with Mama Ardi. Forced to follow in his son's footsteps looking for a quieter place.
“What else?” Nurita sat in front of Bisma.
The two broke away with Ardi's parents who are now engaged in talks with invited guests who come from outside the city.
“Since when did they part?” The bisma wants to hear everything clearly.
“Who? Ajeng and Hilman?”
“Who else?” Bhishma felt her mother was playing her.
“For what do you question it?” Nurita looked back at her son casually, “Didn't all this have nothing to do with you.”
Checkmate.