Dream Crack
RM3. Ask Farhad
"A Givan, how are you?" His sweet smile made Givan recall their first meeting.
The flashback
"Nuhun, A," said the woman who had difficulty lifting her luggage on the plane's cabin. However, he immediately got help from Givan.
"Where are you going, Dek?" sahut Givan, who apparently sat next to the woman's bench.
"To the Organizer, A. Aa rek kamana?" the women are friendly.
"Sama, Perawang too. Got a brother in there?" givan asked, starting to prepare himself. Because the plane is about to take off.
"Teu, A. Hmm. want to work there. Lanceuk na mama, nawarin works at the mine. So the second assistant he said, because the first assistant was overwhelmed with his job. The boss is rarely in his place, A. Kitu katana mah" explained the woman, which Givan understood.
"Whose name? What area is Sundays? I'm a Sundanese person too" said Givan, extending his hand to get acquainted.
The woman extended her hand. "Ai Diah, A. From Majalengka. Oh, nyaa. Pantes connect," said Ai with a small chuckle.
Givan smiled at her smile. "I'm Givan. What's the name of the mining PT?" givan said, after the link of their hands had been removed.
"Adi Wijaya Abadi, if you are wrong mah," said Ai with a face like thinking.
"Ohh, I also work there" said Givan, looking at Ai's face with dimples as she spoke.
"It just so happens that pisan. Please A, aurin me later. You see, the first time also nih nybaring the ocean like this," replied Ai who made Givan immediately nodded steadily.
"certainly. Copy my contact number, maybe later at the airport there we spread," said Givan, by thrusting his phone.
Ai nodded, directly copying Givan's phone number.
"Where does Lanceuk and his mother live? Adek later to lanceuk na mama, or have your own boarding place?" ask Givan back.
"Okay, A. I'm mah, not usually called adek," Ai's pinta directly embraced by Givan.
"This will follow uwa first, because it's also new I'm here," continued Ai later.
"Ready, Ai. Want to take off," said Givan by helping justify the seat belt that Ai was wearing.
Flashback off
Givan shook his head repeatedly, then he rubbed his own face. He brushed those memories away. He didn't want to remember a single bit, their sweet story. The taste was extinguished, because of the humiliation Ai had done.
"A.... A Givan why?" Ai touched Givan's arm.
Givan hurriedly brushed off the hand that was not his muhrim. "What's wrong. Indeed why?" cynical Givan with a sharp glance.
It was obvious, that Givan did not seem to like the presence of Ai. Not that Ai realized that, but she instead thought that Givan's facial veins were like that.
"His wife is still a joke, A?"
Highlight the unusual eye, Givan presented Ai. Pretty presumptuous question Ai, as if he did not deserve to live the household ark happily.
"Still, why? Our son is even six." Givan looks so cute when he answers that.
Ai chuckled, then patted back Givan's arm like a familiar friend.
"Justice huh? I haven't." Ai eased her laughter and replaced it with a sweet smile for Givan.
Givan wanted to spit to his left side.
Givan chose to be quiet, because he did not want to extend his dialogue with Ai.
"Wow, wait a long time. Sorry huh? Wife's fussy about it." Givan's pleasantries, while shaking hands with a mature man who was the same age as him.
"What's wrong, Bang. We also know, quite another indeed if the mother's children are not the same children," replied Farhad, by allowing Givan to sit down.
Givan replied with a light laugh. Then he focused on discussing the location of the place, to open his furniture business.
Not a type of small business, because Givan already sees his own trading market and considerable opportunities in this area. With the calculations mature, Givan agreed tomorrow to see the location first.
"So stop, Bang. We're looking for a little entertainment. Incidentally, I have a few more in the entertainment area here," asked Farhad, after they paid for the coffee they enjoyed.
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"Dad, entut...." Givan recalled the voice of the child he had referenced with the Canda.
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"Kasian wife wait, Mas." Canda was again withdrawn as an excuse, because his bodyguard-like daughter did not participate.
"Just a minute. Let me introduce you to some of my friends, who happen to be all businessmen." Farhad looks pushy.
Givan is not happy, because after this he will certainly be a lot of trouble business relations. It would seem rude if Givan refused.
"May, but I can't take long, Mom. Again have a seventh child launching program also nih, so while trying hard too." Givan's reasoning sounds ludicrous, but men of his age certainly understand the reason that sounds plausible.
Farhad's laughter was quite satisfied. "Yes, yeah. I understand, Bang. Just sharing, let's have another friend in town."
Givan thinks it's true, too. It cannot be arrogant, in this city of people whom he knows nothing of its ins and outs. Counting, so that he could easily introduce his production later.
"Come, Mas. My most nights are at ten, huh, Mas? I promise he told you to wait for it, afraid there's a drama of whining." Though in his own heart, Givan was sure his wife had waded through the ocean of dreams.
"Ah, yes. Come with me, Bang." Farhad walked ahead of Givan.
Givan understood, this is a place of entertainment for adults. This is a karaoke place, for the upper middle economy.
Givan was determined not to touch the liquor. Because he was quite traumatized, when the incident with Nadya first.
When entering the room, the dim lights even make Givan's view is limited. He shook hands with several men, whom Farhad introduced as businesspeople.
Until, the figure he met became confused with Givan. The question in his mind immediately popped up.
Is she in prostitution?
Is he a partner of one of the business people here?
Or, is he an LC at this karaoke place?
Until the moment he was invited to sit down, he realized that no one here had introduced him to him. Means the possibility that the woman is the partner of one of the business people here, is not.
Givan was still watching, refusing some of the drinks that were proffered at him.
Givan did not want to be careless anymore, because he remembered his children were mostly women. He was worried that his bad behavior would become karma for his daughter.
"Singing that, it's beautiful. Thin-thin rocking, we are also good at talking is not sleepy," said one of the business people, by rubbing the smooth thigh of the woman.
Givan understands. Turns out.....
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