I ACCEPT YOUR WIDOW
12.SENSES
"I'm sorry if I was wrong to say so, you called me mbak . So I also called you sister. And again, age is not you younger than me, is not it supposed to be so." said Kristy
I was silent with a face . I don't know why he was upset that he called me that.
' Brother? Brother from hong kong!' my mind is upset
" It's been .let's just this Young Master.it looks like he's in a bad mood. .." Bisma Speech
" Mending do you think I'm Kris.when are you going to accept my proposal? I told you when I should wait." said Bisma as she approached Kristy.
Crazy this is a kid..
Turns out, she's been nagging Kristy anyway. So doll she is. Very quick effort. That's how he liked the 2-child widow.
"Lecture has not yet finished Bus.work is also not yet.want to be given what my children eat ..basis B O C I L .." said Kristy with a laugh.
He responded to the words of Bhishma was just a joke.
" It's a real school.keep looking for work." said kristy as she walked away leaving the two.
"Well... Again I'm not considered.." Complain Bisma.
"If I were lo Yog . maybe Kristy would accept me..."
"Udah already ..eat.eat aja aja aja a lot so bisma bisma the little boy.." ledekku to Bisma while laughing.
"Huh.. This little brother is so nosy.." Bisma retorted my torment
Asem this is a child. So upset in the words of Bisma I stuffed his mouth directly with a spoonful full of gado gado.
The Bhishma was not angry and laughed out loud.
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Me and Bisma returned to the center of Surabaya where my lecture and Bisma.I lowered Bisma in front of the boarding house.And I returned to my house which is not far from the campus.
I was a little disappointed that I couldn't meet Dafa, that poor little boy who caught my attention because of the story of his parents and my family .
Next Saturday I'll be there again, my mind.
" brother Romi..." I'm calling Romi Papa's assistant again.
" Yes Young Master..."
" I want to ask my brother for help.. But don't let Papa know..." Romi was silent for a moment.
" Sister, please, only Brother can I ask for help on this matter"
Romi let out a long sigh.What else did this boss's son again until it was kept secret from his father.
" Well..."
" Sister, please tell the brothers to find out the woman named Kristy and her son.. How he's lived these last few years..I want to know everything.. Then report everything to me.."
There were many questions in his mind but he held them all because he did not want to guess wrong.
Maybe in his heart, the boss's son has unresolved regrets and he wants to solve them
"Your Young Master "the answer is brief.
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I had my day as usual.Learning on campus back home. For the business of eating everything has been prepared my maid.I do not protest much to ask for this cook it.What is available at the table that has been prepared her must I eat.
I sometimes go out to the mini market near the house to buy necessities as necessary.I've never been to the nightclub again.Most just coffee at the cafe for a while with Bisma.
And I also severely limited my interactions with women. The rest of me at home, sometimes swimming sometimes just shooting light.
If you want to exercise heavily I go to the upper room where there are several gym equipment.
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It did not feel like Saturday had arrived.With excited I approached Bisma at her boarding place.
" A hick?" much
" Today's been.. This week I'm not going home..."
" Well?!" I was a little disappointed with the answer.
"Lo doesn't want to meet your heart's widow?..."
I lured her interest so she would go home.
" No ah...I've been rejected many times...I feel like there is no hope.."
" So you're giving up?" Much
"Not so are the times...He rejected me because I was still in school and also not working.So now I want to focus on college while nyari part time first.. Later if I'm established I come to him again." said Bisma.
" Once upon a time the bus.the hunt was taken by people.." My speech.
" Yes what else bro. I don't want to just be considered a little boy... If people first means he is not my soul mate." said Bisma resigned.
" Oh yes ..if that's how I used to gas." I said while starting the car engine.
" Where are you?"
" Refreshing" I answered briefly.
" It's good to be a rich kid..Hoki lo.." said Bisma.
I didn't answer.
I gasped my car leaving Bisma to Blitar, the hometown of Bhishma. The place where the woman was with her son.