An Overdose of Love
N2=My Missing Wife>>Meet Strange Old Friends
Her tiny but long hands, I told her to hold on to my loosened wrist. We are like a young couple. With high confidence, still feel abg to run the dating ritual.
The reservation has been ordered in a special room vip customers, who no longer care how much money I spend, the most important thing now is that Ana's happiness is more important than the property I have.
Hands were already busy chopping up the steak we ordered, and Ana was just waiting for my behavior to help her, because she was not used to eating in this luxurious place, so she asked for help to cut the steak.
"It!" sodorank.
"Thank you."
"Mas Adit?"
"Heem. What's up?" Staring closely at him.
Water in a cup. That innocent face seemed to want to ask something.
"What do you love about the money to rent this place?" tanyakanya.
The net looked around the restaurant. Anyone who is brought here will be amazed, it can even be moved because it is too sparkling luxury.
"In my world I will not love treasure, for seeing your happy smile is the most beautiful treasure of all that you have" I explained.
"Thank you, Mum. I don't know what else to say, you're so understanding and so considerate of me. I used to be so insecure, because it was like someone who didn't deserve to have you. It used to be very afraid if Mas would be embarrassed to have a wife like me, who is poor and certainly a less attractive woman. I used to be very insecure, if your love couldn't be stuck in me. I used to be so haunted by anxiety, because I failed to get your love. I used to be so tormented that your love was poured out for others, and it broke my heart so much that I just ran away, without leaving a single message for you," the symbol with the tears has burst out.
"I'm sorry, Ana. I failed to hurt you, sorry, baby!" I said who immediately stood up and hugged her, where Ana was still sitting and I was standing.
"I'm a stupid man, who always hurts you and makes you shed tears. God has been fair to us, for he has united this love story, though distance and time have separated us. What a power of God, when my heart is blinded by the love of others, but has returned to the true and holy love of a kindly wife like you. Not knowing what other words I would say, that is, other than the words of thanksgiving to God who has reunited us," said I who have now gathered before him, holding tightly Ana's hand.
"Yes, Mas. Thank you for your heart that has been open to me."
"Yes, honey. You're welcome."
His tears flowed, for they were washed away by word for word, from each of our mouths.
Finally there were no more words that made us remember the sadness, and we continued to eat at the restaurant.
The stomach feels very full, so that the food ordered until there is no inedible.
"What a waste of this inedible food, Mas!" lamented Ana, while her mouth was still busy chewing food.
"Let it go, won't it be wrapped in a bring home? 'You're ashamed to be taken home, cook a meal at the VIP place to wrap the food."
"That's not what I meant. Mas should not have ordered a lot, 'kana kan ngak eat all."
"Okay, next time don't have to order a lot."
"You're done, aren't you eating? Let's just go home, it's late at night!" imbuhku.
"Siip."
The food bon already exists, which has been placed on the table, which I just paid for using an ATM card. Now the two of us had already sauntered away, to get out of the VIP room.
Bruuughk, my voice hit someone I didn't see, because I was talking to Ana.
"Sorry" I said directly.
"Sister Nola!" Surprised replied.
"You?" point me at someone, who has now joined hands with someone I know.
"Wah .. wah, it turns out that the world is not as wide as Moringa leaves. I never thought I'd see you here, old friend. How are you doing now?" said the man in front of me, with his hands outstretched to shake each other.
"I'm good," I replied as I welcomed her hand.
My old friend Bowo's eyes looked sharp at me, and it felt really uncomfortable to me, like there was something strange about that look.
"I didn't think we'd meet, after all this time not knowing each other about the news from each other. You're good now, aren't you, Bowo?" ask me to say back to him.
"I'm good, as you can see."
He slightly showed off a fit fresh body.
"Thank God, if it's good. Long time no see you."
"Hahahha, right ... right we haven't met for a long time, hahahaha!" his laugh was strange.
"This is your wife? Beautiful too like an artist, can I contact you?" bowo reached out his hand.
"True, she is my wife" I answered the quick artifact to protect Ana, who was standing right in front of her.
Anyone looks scared, seen from the way he grasped my arm tightly, maybe afraid of the attitude and sharp gaze Bowo on Ana.
"Ohh, greetings yes," said Bowo seemed friendly.
"How come you can be together here?" I asked Bowo and Nola, because it felt strange.
"Yes .. that's it, we can be together. Because she used to be my ex-wife, and now I'm starting to want to refer back to her" Bowo explained.
"really that? Wah ... congratulations, sister Nola, you have returned to find happiness that was lost," I said pretending well.
"Thank you, Adit!" Nola answered very weakly.
"Yes, we're going home now, from this restaurant! So sorry yes, we'd like to excuse you first, "Stop saying goodbye.
"Eeh .. You are in a great hurry! We just met you. Shouldn't we have a dinner party?" bargained for.
"Sorry .. I'm sorry, we just finished eating, so sorry I can't accept your invitation" I replied casually.
"Ooh .. Yes, no pa-pa, maybe next time we eat together" replied Bowo.
"I'll excuse you first" I said.
"Yes ..yes."
We walked away, from before the two of them. The brain had thought hard about my meeting with Bowo earlier, that it was unexpected that sister Nola had married a close friend when high school was Bowo.
We used to be very close friends, but somehow suddenly no longer want to be friends with me. In the past, even though we were a school, we did not greet each other until now, and only this time he invited me to speak during the meeting. The thought has been wondering if Bowo has anything to do with my company, but why?.