BETWEEN QATAR AND JOGJA

BETWEEN QATAR AND JOGJA
THERE IS NO FOOD CALLED ‘TERSERAH’


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“Make it,” whispered Rajev to Vino.


“I never thought. Because there's no love between me and their mother. We grew up together. I think of him as Radit. Just a little sister,” reply Vino.


“Perhaps if you want to open your heart, there will be love,” sahut Rajev while eating cake.


“If I open my heart to her, and she rejects me. Is it not worse because our relationship is not good? Pity the children that we are struggling with the rejection. So I prefer to be their papa without the need to marry his mother,” said Vino.


“Benev too anyway. If there is rejection then the relationship will be bad,” said Rajev.


They were unaware that someone had heard their conversation.


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Now Dennis's attack is no longer covert. In front of his team Aurel he had dared show force, of course making Vienna so unpleasant when Dennis openly showed his liking.


The day after tomorrow is a meeting of Dennis, Aurel and Rangga. “Za, like the day after tomorrow you bring your wife. I'll let Aurel,” Dennis call Reza by phone. The man is still in Semarang. Only tomorrow he and his team depart from the lumpia city.


“Why take a wife during working hours?” ask Reza not to understand.


“Tomorrow all there is a partner except you. Aurel there's Rajev, Yon there's Murti and I'm there's Vienna.” says Dennis with confidence.


“Ah Pak Rangga don't bring a partner. Yes I am the same,” replied Reza. He did not want his wife tired of being eight months pregnant with their second child. If the activity is out of business hours, Reza often brings his wife.


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‘Tie, ask yayankku, tomorrow what to bring?’ Murti smiled reading Dennis' message. Currently he and Vienna are on their way home from taking care of the project in Tangerang. They were taken by office drivers.


“Your phone is off yes Ma'am,” asked Murti.


“Nyala koq,” replied Vienna, but while reaching into the bag to make sure that the phone is live.


Vienna showed Murti his phone.


“Why did you ask me?” goda Murti showed Dennis a chat for him.


“Ihh, he's the one to ge er an. Who is yayanknya?” Vienna was blushing. There is no anger. He was indeed more comfortable with the attention Dennis gave morning, day and night.


“So, what should I answer? What to bring from Semarang?” ask Murti.


“What the hell? Standard yes. Nothing special, ” replied Vienna.


“Bener, at most presto, moci, lumpia, that's it right? We should ask for something special. Not mainstream,” said Murti.


“Wis answer aja whatever it is, rather than mumet,” Vienna even do not want to be confused.


“Ih .. instead video call him Ti,” Vienna instead received a video call because Murti answered whatever.


“Assalamu’alaykum sayankku,” greet Dennis gently. Vienna pointed the camera at Murti.


“Ha ha ha why be to me. Wa’alaykum salam Pak,” sahut Murti.


“Where have you been?” ask Dennis.


“Still on toll Pak,” says Murti.


“Yank,” Dennis calling Vienna. Inevitably Vienna turned her phone to her pouting face.


“Appaan anyway,” Vienna blushed shyly.


“Besok morning right Mas want to Jakarta, what do you want to bring?” ask Dennis.


“Kan already answered, whatever,” replied Vienna slowly.


“This Mas again in the store souvenirs. And already Mas ask 'no type of food whose name is ‘terasir’,” reply Dennis pretended plain. Of course Murti laughed at Dennis's reply.


“Godain keeps me closed nih,” Vienna just keeps blushing.


“Yes replied dong sayanknya Mas. What to bring?” Dennis urged.


“Buy aja Mas want,” finallyaaaa... unwittingly Vienna calls Dennis MAS.


“It's dong, so it's not confusing. So from you there is no special request?” ask Dennis again.


“No,” Reply Vienna.


“Ya wis, Mas shopping first yes Yank. Assalamu’alaykum sayankku.”


“Wa’alaykum salam,” replied Vienna and he immediately disconnected the conversation.


“He's serious, Ma'am. Accept aja. Toch he doesn't have a wife. It means we are not actors,” advice Murti.


“I also did not close the eyes of the heart of Koq Ti. And I'm sure he's my soul mate. When I left Umrah, three times I saw her shadow, but at that time she had never said anything to me. That's why I dare not refuse him Ti,” said Vienna honestly.


“Well what else is there such a sign. And this has also been over a hundred days koq. So yes there is no harm in Mbak starting a serious relationship,” replied Murti.


“Emang all this time I've been avoiding him? Kan. I want to walk according to the groove. Don't want to be forced,” reply Vienna.


***


Myrna was still confused by her grandfather's message before returning home after staying for her husband's Ibrahim recitation. ‘If you want to get married again. Or if your son wants to have another father. Grandpa's message, you're married to Vino only. He is the most appropriate figure to accompany you.’


‘What does grandfather mean? Who wants to marry again?’ inner Myrna.


“Bu, there's a call from school. He said from the phone call to the mother's phone not lifted,” a housekeeper told Myrna who was watching Axel assemble his robot toy.


“My phone is in the room. Please take me. Let me call from my cell phone. You just close the house phone and tell me the phone from mobile.” Myrna said.


“Tak how long Myrna immediately ran to his room to change clothes and take his bag and car keys. He's headed to Xella's school. Her little girl is now in second grade, one year under Aira.


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