A Flick of Asa For Love
CHAPTER 117

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Widya's shocked look on her face made Harsa smile. The girl looked adorable as her face was perplexed. After greeting Nathan, Harsa got up. Widya follows Harsa as she steps away from Nathan's navel. The hot air doesn't make them hot. The aroma of frangipani flowers seems to be a therapeutic scent for two people who are kasmaran.

“What did you mean, Sa?” Widya tried to align her steps with Harsa's wide steps. Harper tried hard to hold back the laughter. He was very happy to see Widya's expression. “Sa, what do you mean, anyway?” Harsa's steps stopped, she turned to face Widya.

“I can't playin girls people, ‘kan? In my dictionary, there is only seriousness in relationships,” replied Harsa chuckled as she pinched the soft of Widya's cheeks. Of course that makes Widya wrong.

Stupid, why am I thinking so far. Widya patted her forehead slowly. Harsa's hand grabbed Widya's hand, asking her to step back.

“Unless you are willing to marry me as soon as possible,” whispered Harsa in Widya's ear. Widya glared at the man who was now beside her. It pinched Harsa's waist back.

“Auw, Pain, The,” exciting Harsa.

“Measuring him don't joke mute,” sumpang Widya.

“I'm not kidding, seriously I want to invite you to get married,” Harsa said.

“Bodo highly.” Widya stepped ahead of Harsa. There was a glimmer of happiness in the corner of his heart. However, again Widya is not ready to step up to a more serious level. Widya still needs time to solidify her heart. Honestly, Widya is still traumatized by her failed marriage.

“Yang, wait! Yes, I'm sorry. I don't make it, though. I just really hope. I will wait until you are ready to step forward with me,” Harsa said following Widya's steps towards the car. Arriving in the car, Harsa drove her car slowly. “Smiles, dong. Ntar cepet old, loh!” Harsa returned to kill Widya.

“There are conditions,” Widya said with her sly smile.

“What, Which?” asked Harsa at a glance turned towards the girl who was sulking beside her.

“Buy me batagor,” Widya replied accordingly.

“Batagor? Kirain you asked for a sea of diamonds, Yang. Cook a young businessman's wife-to-be just ask for a plate of batagor, anyway?” lirih Harsa's.

“Ya already, if you don't want us to go home,” sulking the girl.

“Eh, would, really. Let's go around looking for batagor,” replied Harsa with a smile that is always charming.

Today, they spend the streets around some of the playgrounds in the city. Widya did not want to be invited to visit a restaurant that provides batagor. Widya just wants to be together and enjoy the amusement park to drive her tired during her busy few days at the office.

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After the magrib, Widya heads to the cake shop to help Arini. Sundays like this are usually quite crowded Arini store. Widya entered and joined an employee behind a storefront displaying cakes Arini's creations. Widya immediately helped prepare the request of several buyers.

“I want that brown one four, yes, Ma'am.” Pinta someone's.

“Good, Brother,” replied Widya kindly take a dus to wrap the cake the person requests. “Mas Hasbi!” Widya was surprised to see the man in front of her. The buyer was Hasbi.

“What's up, Wid. You look more beautiful.” Hasbi's naughty smile she always gave Widya.

“Alhamdulillah well, Mas. Mas Hasbi, how are you?”

“I'm not as good as I look, Wid. It turns out that missing you all this time is very torturing to me,” shrewd Hasbi can not be separated to look at Widya.

“Mas Hasbi can. Oya, what more, Mas?” ask Widya.

“Add you, Wid. Can you ask for a minute?” Widya nodded, and invited the man to sit in the chair in front of the store. The weather was so beautiful tonight. Then-pass the people around him into a complementary sight.

“What's up, Mas?” widya asked as they sat face to face in front of the store.

“I came here on purpose just wanted to see you, Wid. We haven't talked in a long time. Looks like the last time we met in Mr.'s office. Kim,” says Hasbi.

“What's important?” Widya was astonished by Hasbi's attitude.

“I've been looking for a way to meet you, Wid. But it never worked. You are always busy and getting harder to approach.” Hasbi sighed before continuing her sentence. “I've been wanting to say that I love you, Wid. But why is it so hard, yes, to approach you,” Hasbi continued.

“Mas Hasbi don't dream, it's still afternoon, loh, Mas.” Widya smiled at Hasbi's confession. Although honestly Widya was surprised, but Widya tried to behave accordingly.

“Not Hasbi mas is a lover? Ayu, right?” ask Widya.

“I approached Ayu just because I wanted to get close to you, Wid. I lost my reason to meet you. Your bodyguard never bothered to look after you. And every time what I do to meet you always fails,” Hasbi plays the coffee cup that's on that little table.

“So all this time Hasbi mas just toying with Ayu?” Widya's voice began to rise.

“I didn't play him. I don't love her. He's the one who always chases me.” Hasbi defended herself. “Iyu forced me to be her lover, when I told her I already loved another girl. He begged me to give him a chance to take my heart. Am I wrong if I get close to him then my hope of meeting you is greater?” hasbi.

“You are wrong, Mom! Didn't Mas Hasbi think how Ayu would feel knowing all this? Mas Hasbi has ailingin Ayu, yes. All this time I thought Mas Hasbi was a man of respect and care for women. But in fact, I am disappointed with your attitude, Mas.” Widya gets up, “Sorry I have to go in, please don't hurt girls as good as Ayu.” Widya immediately passed without paying any heed to Hasbi's screams that repeatedly called out her name.

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As usual, this morning Harsa picked up Widya. The girl was tidy when Harsa's car stopped in front of the house. Black trousers, white blouse with ribbon accents on chest and grey blaser combined with black high heels. After saying goodbye to Widya's parents, they walked towards the car. Harsa opened the car door for her lover, then he circled the car and entered through the right door.

Along the way, Widya was more silent. Hasbi's words last night deeply disturbed his mind. Widya did not like Hasbi's confession. It was only fitting that Harsa hated that man all along. Hasbi has loved Widya for a long time, even since Nathan is still beside Widya. That girl is insensitive.

“Kok, quiet. Wh why? You sick?” asked Harsa who saw the strangeness in Widya's eyes.

“No, I'm fine. Just the same thought Mas Hasbi said last night,” honestly Widya.

“What! Did you meet last night? What's he talking about? He doesn't hurt you, does he?” Harsa pulled her car over as soon as she heard Widya's story. Highlight his worried eyes stared fixedly at the girl sitting next to him.

“He said, all this time close to Ayu just because he wanted to get close to me. He also said that he has loved me for a long time,” Widya said.

“Bigger! How dare he act like this. Looks like he's starting to blatantly fight,” muttered Harsa.

“What do you mean?” ask Widya who does not understand the words Harsa.

“Wid, I beg you. From now on you cannot go alone. I have to wait for Zakir if he wants to leave the office. One more thing, don't go with Ayu!” Harsa holds Widya's hand, “I don't want to lose you, Wid. That's why I want to marry you soon. At least we're engaged first.” For a moment they were silent. Harsa returns her car to the office. His mind began to calm down, until his focus was interrupted.

A few days after the incident, Harsa had been keeping a close eye on Widya. He doesn't want to be cheated. If Harsa and Zakir are forced to leave the city, Widya must join one of them. Zakir was as thoughtful as Harsa. Zakir had long felt that something was wrong with Hasbi. Plus business matters, several times the tender that Hasbi joined was always defeated by Mandala Kencana.

Widya who felt that the guard for her was tightened began to think that Harsa's sentence had a point. Some days he thinks hard and asks Arini for consideration regarding his relationship with Harsa.

“Mother is happy if your daughter wants to be serious with Harsa. You can get engaged first, honey. Although you actually hope you get married as soon as possible,” said Mommy that night when Widya expressed her anxiety.

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This afternoon, after work Harsa invited Widya to eat by the Hamber cafe. They haven't visited this cafe in a long time. The more busy they are with work in the office. Similarly with the personnel ‘Sabahat Forever’. Harper took his position as usual. He ordered a drink and some snacks.

“Wid, how about we get engaged first. I know, maybe you're not ready yet. But for the good of all of us, I beg you to reconsider this request of mine,” said Harsa. Widya lowered her head, playing the juice that was in front of her. He tried to calm his heart at war.

‘Should I refuse it again?’ Widya thought back to Nathan. Memories of happy moments leading up to her marriage. Widya was afraid it would happen again.

“If we were fiancee, you wouldn't leave me, ‘kan?” widya Lirih.

“Ninggalin how? Precisely because I want to be with you longer then I want to have you soon.” Harsa saw sadness in Widya's eyes.

“But Nathan used to leave me when we were almost married. And I don't want this to happen again.” Widya looked back. The corner of his eyes was hot and the clear grain just slid past his cheek.

Harsa was stunned, her heart sore at hearing Widya's confession. He took a position next to the girl. Grasping her hands and wiping away Widya's tears. “I know you're still traumatized by that incident. Look me in the eye, I promise I'll keep you smiling. Are you still in doubt? Okay, I promise you won't be out of town until our wedding day. How?” Harsa tried to strengthen Widya's heart. Widya always refused a serious relationship with Harsa because of her trauma.

“I keep your promise, Sa.”

“What does that mean you want to marry me?” Harsa tried to make sure.

“Not yet for now. Let's get engaged, honey!” Widya smiled gently. Looking at the beautiful eyes of Harsa who smiled meaningfully.

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...To be continued...