Wrong Matchmaker Connect

Meeting an Ex

Breakfast was ready, Dzen and Mr. Bowo had participated in sitting in the dining room with Mutiara and bu Hindun.

"Son Dzen, try this rasain. This is the favorite food of Mutiara if it fits back home, he always reques this cuisine" said bu Hindun pointed to oseng-oseng papaya leaves.

"What is mom?" ask Dzen.

"Ozinc leaves Kates" said bu Hindun.

"Kates? Papaya means?" ask Dzen.

"Yes." replied Hindun while serving breakfast to Mr. Bowo.

"Ehm, papaya leaves are bitter, aren't they?" ask Dzen.

"Dirasain was a child" said Mr. Bowo.

"Ehm, yes you can try" said Dzen who was about to take the oseng.

"Tiara, please take it for son Dzen." ordered Hindun who was still busy pouring drinks for Mr. Bowo.

"Ehm? Yes ma'am." replied Pearl who was surprised to be ordered by her mother to serve Dzen.

The pearl sitting next to Dzen also brought rice and oseng and side dishes for Dzen.

"A little Ra, try it first" said Dzen when Pearl was about to get the oseng.

"Oh, yes mas." replied Pearl.

"Thank you Tiara" said Dzen as he received the plate containing the rice and the side dish from Pearl's hand. And the Pearl just nodded with a smile.

"If you want more, then you can add kok nak Dzen" said bu Hindun.

"Oh, yes ma'am. Thank you." said Dzen.

They had breakfast together, but not yet finished breakfast, the sound of Pearl's cell phone on the TV table rang, a sign there was an incoming call.

"Sir, is that your HP?" ask bu Hindun.

"Yes mom. Mom, a minute, sir, Mas. Excuse me" said Mutiara, asking for permission to pick up the phone.

"Hello, Assalamualaikum pak Zio." said Pearl.

Instantly Dzen focused his ears to the sound of the Pearl, while naming the male voice. With his hands still putting rice in his mouth.

"Oh. thank God, I got home yesterday afternoon sir, for stopping by first" said Mutiara again.

"Zio's? It's rich in the name of his lecturer Pearl is still young, right? Is that the same concern with Tiara, until Tiara arrives in Solo?" inner Dzen.

"Oh, yes sir. Can."

"Assalamualaikum ma'am Suyamti. How are you, ma'am?"

"Oh, yes ma'am, yes, it's okay ma'am."

"Ehm, yes InshaaAllah I try ma'am. Later for the schedule, I set it first."

"Good ma'am."

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Healthy mom is healthy." said Pearl who then put her phone on the TV table again.

"Who's nduk?" ask Mr. Bowo who has been watching Dzen since.

"Lecturer Tiara sir. His name is Zio" replied Pearl.

"So close are you to your lecturer? You know his wife too?" ask Mr. Bowo.

"No sir. Mr. Zio's lecturer Tiara is young, unmarried. While Suyamti's mom is Zio sir's mother. He wanted to go for Hajj this year, but he could not pay his salary yet, and he asked Tiara to teach him najai sir" Mutiara explained.

"Keep, you want to?" ask bu Hindun.

"InshaaAllah ma'am, for the provision of the Hereafter is also." said Mutiara.

"InshaaAllah sir." replied Pearl.

Dzen who heard that, just quietly mute while continuing to peek at the contents of his plate.

The breakfast was over, and Dzenpun said goodbye to go to the seminar, and at the same time returned to Semarang.

"Oh my heart, son Dzen, do not need to speed" said bu Hindun advising.

"Take care of yourself, son Ahmad. Titip Mutira Hati later if he's back there too" said Mr. Bowo, hugging Dzen, like a child himself.

"InshaaAllah sir." Answer Dzen.

"First yes Ra, later if you want Otw back to Semarang, the news is yes" said Dzen.

"Yes mas. InshaaAllah." replied Pearl.

Dzenpun got in the car, and drove his car out of the yard of Mr. Bowo's house, and left the village.

Upon arriving at UNS hospital, Dzen immediately searched the hall where the medical seminar was held. Dzenpun immediately entered and sat in the middle row, but the edge. Because he left rather early in the morning, so that not many participants were present, he also read articles on his cellphone. Until it does not feel the seminar participants have been more and more, then the host has started the event.

"Excuse me, can I sit here?" ask someone to Dzen while Dzen is focusing on watching the event. Dzen turned around.

"Oh, yes Go ahead." replied Dzen, but at once he was surprised by someone who wanted to sit next to him.

"You?" said the woman, with a tense face.

"She?" spontaneously Dzen mentioned the name of his ex who several years ago had left him to obey the wishes of his parents, to marry a wealthy businessman of his father's choice.

"Dzens? um, I'm sorry I just found a place" said Lisa to leave.

"Why? Sit down here. It doesn't matter to me" said Dzen who managed to make Lisa turn back.

"The other seat is full, you're late" said Dzen again, who then stood up, to give Lisa a way to sit next to him.

"Ehm, okay. Thanks." said Lisa. Then Lisa sat down in the chair next to Dzen. Dzen remained seated at the very end of the chair.

"How are you?" tanya Dzen tried to control her heart, by melting the atmosphere that had been tense.

"Well." Lisa replied.

"Ehm. Thank God." replied Dzen.

"Why is it too late?" ask Dzen again.

"Father. Usual. I was still dropping off my son, who was in a bad mood" Lisa said.

"Oh, so? Your son must be big, huh?" ask Dzen.

"Yes. It's been two and a half years" Lisa replied.

"It must be pretty" said Dzen again.

"Ehm, that's it." Lisa replied.

"How's your husband doing?" ask Dzen.

Lisa turned to Dzen who had not dared to look at her former lover's face.

"Ehm, he... Okay." Lisa replied, hesitating.

Dzen, who also read Lisa's facial features, frowned with Lisa's answer.

"Looks like he's not doing well." Dzen's mind.

They refocus on the seminar, with Lisa occasionally stealing glances at the handsome man who once filled her heart. And even today, Lisa still admires the figure of the man beside her.

"Dzen, if I could ask God, I'd really like to come back to you. You're a good man, very good. But stupidly I, who was more concerned with my family's will, so I sacrificed my feelings, and hurt your feelings.

I'm sorry Dzen. If I had chosen you, my life wouldn't be like this. I still love you so much, Dzen. I'm still expecting you so much. You're my lovely ex Dzen. You're still the kindest man I know, and you never change." Lisa's inner self with tears she holds, and sometimes gets away with, her inner self, but he slowly moved his eyes away.