WIDOWER NYEBELIN
meeting with Rahma
Happy reading & happy reading
"Aargh... Why am I like this!" Gerrutu Devan was frustrated.
The man sat back down after almost an hour of staring at the night sky. Her feelings were really sugar gulanda thinking of Rahma. His mind was immediately fixed on Rahma. Instantly his mind was fixed on Zaki. The man who met Rahma yesterday. Is the girl meeting him now? Was that man also the one who made Rahma ask for a holiday? Aarrgh... Just thinking about it makes Devan become dizzy, then what if the felling is true?
"But if it's true how?" Devan muttered to himself.
Devan again grabbed his flat object and saw Rahma's number, a little more his finger pressed the call button, but again Devan paused. His prestige soul is too big especially if he is captive again thinking about Rahma.
"It's still a long time, tomorrow?" Devan stared sadly at his phone which showed at seven o'clock in the night.
"Ok, meditate for a while," Devan began to justify sitting down and closed his eyes briefly looking for ideas so that he could find the right reason to be able to meet Rahma tonight.
Fifteen minutes passed but Devan did not find the right reason. But his anxiety about the negative thoughts about Rahma dating men makes Devan a fool to come there for no reason.
Devan immediately walked quickly from his seat and took his expensive car keys and also did not forget to use his Rolex clock so that in addition to luxury cars there are other items that he can boast if there is an intention share wealth with him.
"Devan where are the nights going?"Yunita who was about to enter the room looked at her astonished son who looked at night.
The man resumed his path. The man was impatient to meet Rahma and hear her ugly voice, but managed to make her long when she did not hear it tonight.
Finding his perfume still had time to spray Devan into his body so that the smell of not bathing is not smelled because not taking a shower this afternoon, the girl really makes Devan go crazy.
"This isn't yah?" After fifteen minutes of driving Devan finally he arrived at a residential alley according to the randomness in Rahma's mobile number.
"Can't get in my fancy car?" Devan said when he saw the small road that made his car could not pass. Devan got back in his car and parked his car in the right place.
The man came back out and walked into a narrow alley looking for someone to ask Rahma's home address, really a big struggle that only Devan did for Rahma.
"Oh, I'm sorry my expensive slippers, it looks like you have to go on an adventure tonight. It's okay if you have to step on the chicken mat" said Devan staring at his own heart.
The arrival of a man with a characteristic of the rich in a narrow alley of the path of hell is certainly the center of attention of humans who are sitting in front of the house.
"Excuse me," Devan began to ask the middle-aged man who was sitting with his wife.
"Dad, son?"
"Uncle, where's Rahma's house?"ask Devan.
"Rahma saha tea?"
"Oh that's liva tea huh?" The middle-aged woman the wife of the man replied. Devan nodded.
"That's, which house?"ask Devan
"It's there. You keep straight there junction you turn left and straight there are two more paths keep turning left again and again rumble again keep turning right" he explained . Devan blinked and remembered the complicated map of the mother.
"Is that where his house is?"ask Devan.
"Belom. After turning right you turn straight again turn left again and you will find a house with a mango tree.
"His house is near his mango tree?"ask Devan
"No, it's a widow's house" Devan widened his eyes. Why was he given the widow's home address? Is this mother insulting her because Devan is a widower. And does it have to be this complicated to find Rahma's address.
"From the widow's house you turn left again and Nemu stalls small."the mother smiled at last her address was finished and.....
"From the stall count Five houses, there will be a light blue painted house that's his house" said the mother.
Devan breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat off his temple. Even finding Rahma's house was difficult.
"No!"
" Allahuakbar?! So which one?" Devan Sentak.
"Besides the house you will find a narrow path you pass and behind the blue house there are two houses. The right one's his house."
"Home, Rahma?" Ask Devan.
"No, that's the widow's ex-husband's house," Devan who had been sparkling again dropped his jaw limp.
"Keep later-"
"Here, my book does not go to Rahma's house. I want to go to the widow's house only after that to the house of her ex-husband told them to refer." Cut Devan.
"Thank you, excuse me." Devan continued his steps. Meeting a teenage boy Devan again asked. Hopefully the man will give the right address instead of telling the widow or transvestite house..
"Dad?"pangil Devan's.
"Dad"
"Women's house named Rahma where is it? If you give me the right address then I'll give you money," Devan who is afraid to ask directly offers a solution to all problems.
"Take everything as long as you tell me the correct address of Rahma" Devan said.
"After straight there will be a intersection of three and take the middle lane of the blue painted house number 14 is his house," Devan looked at the teenager with full investigation. He could have been given the widow's home address as well.
"You're not lying, are you?" Devan Sentak.
"No, it's his house, brother Rahma!"answer the teenager.
"Why do you think mom's there explaining this so complicated?" Devan's question showed me the mother's house.
"He likes to make life difficult." Devan immediately laughed.
"Yes, take it." Devan gives the five largest pieces of money in his pocket.
However, the teenager stared with Engan accepting her. Devan thought that the teenager would refuse as it felt a bit excessive. "It's okay take it." Devan.
"That's five hundred?"
"Dad, ah less yeah?" Devan was about to go back to his pocket, but the unexpected answer from the teenager made Devan look up.
"I only need three hundred, but it's five hundred, so don't." replied the teenager.
"Did?" Devan Beo.
*****
Devan traces the path that the teenager has pointed out. Not far from the place there is a white-painted house. With a smile, Devan walked over to the house.
"Yes right in-" Devan's words stopped when he saw Rahma with a man in front of his house.
Devan clenched his hand holding back the anger. It's like dipping a cheating wife at this time.turns out Felling Devan is right. Rahma was alone with the men, even though it wasn't Zaki.
Devan immediately approached until the two humans immediately turned their heads.
"Master?"
...*Hm think what will happen?😁who is that guy?and why is it in front of Rahma's house? wait for the next part yah Babay...
