Love for Adita
Love For Adita 18

Because this is an informal event, I choose jeans that are not too relaxed then I combine with a shirt that is again trendy now. Don't forget the color veil perched over my head. I also put on makeup with simple makeup, but still look fresh.

Feeling satisfied with my appearance, I immediately walked out of the room to meet Tristan who was waiting in the living room.

" Geez.lake up some sleep." I laughed giggling. Feeling unbearable, I let Tristan sleep. I sat next to him playing with my phone.

It took about twenty minutes for Tristan to wake up on his own. He rubbed his eyes.

And when the netra we meet all of a sudden, "Huh!" Tristan was shocked.

" What's up?"

" This is an angel who got off here?"

I hit his arm, surprised to wake up and joke.

" So weird." I muttered slowly.

" Are you ready, baby... Let's go honey..." He rose from his seat .

After locking the door properly, we immediately went towards Tristan's house.

" What time is it?"

" It's been 6 o'clock more compressed."

" Why don't you wake me up anyway?" While driving Tristan checked his phone.

" Mom called ten times and texted 10 times" too." Say again. He seems to be upset when it comes to his mother.

" I can't bear it. I think you're so tired. I don't hear your phone ringing."

" Yes, silent mode. Forgot." It's whinyesan.

After fifteen minutes we finally arrived at Tristan's house, I was greeted by Bu Ramita's hospitality.

He hugged me like someone he knew.

" How long, nduk? Mother has called many times not in the lift as well. Next time I ask for your number so let's call her easily."

" Yes ma'am, Tristan went to bed first. I want to wake up not to." I said while glancing at Tristan.

" Bored mama waiting for an angel and." Tristan tried to defend himself.

" Here are you not many reasons. You often stay up playing games." Sindir.

As women we both do not accept if the dress of a woman is considered old and boring.

" Yuk in! We pray first yes. It's just eaten." Connect Ms. Ramita while holding my hand.

We immediately headed to the prayer room after ablution. We prayed in that house. Tristan became our priest.

There is a sense of disbelief if Tristan is able to pray. Her sweet voice made me feel overwhelmed. And my gaze towards this man, I was fascinated by him. I started to compare between mas Dani and Tristan, a year married to mas Dani, she never gets angry if I wear open clothes, she said, he also never prayed let alone became a prayer priest in our household.

After the prayer, Ms. Ramita immediately led us to the dining table. Special menu with a variety of neatly arranged on the table.

" Let's Dit, please try your mama's cooking."

I'm a little clumsy with my mom's pronunciation said by Ms. Ramita.

" Don't be shy. Look, Tristan ate it so well." Ms. Ramita pointed at Tristan, smiling shyly.

" Out of the champion's mama's cooking." Said Tristan while raising both thumbs of his hands.

We had this dinner full of great pleasure. I also don't feel awkward anymore being in the middle of the Tristan family.

Dinner is over. I helped the housekeeper to clean up the dishes and glasses for the rest of our dinner. While Bu Ramita and Pak Wijaya also Tristan was relaxing in the family room.

In the middle of washing dishes, Ma Ramita's housekeeper Mbak Ani asked me, "Non, her boyfriend den Tristan huh?"

" No, mbak. Just his friend." Honestly answered.

" I don't believe it. There were only two beautiful women who had come here and introduced the same mother and father."

" Who?" I'm even more interested in hearing Ani's story. He seems to have served in this house for a long time.

" Non Tita equals non Cells..."

" Ahem.."

Tristan's arrival to the kitchen suddenly shut Ani's mouth.

" Uda's."

" Waiting mom and dad."

" Yes.first, I'll be there soon."

Tristan looked at Mbak Ani. I don't know what his look means.

" Come.." I pulled Tristan's hand to leave the kitchen area.

" Never pry this family information on Ms. Ani."

I stopped my footsteps. The next moment I looked at Tristan.

" I never wanted to know anything about you."

I wanted to break Tristan's too high of a confidence so as not to look down on me.

" It's hard to understand." He left me and walked ahead of me.

Huh.what exactly is it. Not wanting Tristan's parents to be suspicious, I immediately joined them.

Many things were said by mama and papa Ramita, and I was just a good listener. Sometimes I tell my family life, even if it is not too detailed until Ms. Ramita asks something that makes me and Tristan both surprised.

" Dita.and Tristan.Do you have any plans to get married?"

" Huh?" Me and Tristan compactly replied.

Until Mr. Wijaya laughs silly to see the look of our funny face, he said like a toothless cow.

" Father of father..." Inner me grumbling.

" Let's dong be answered!" Bu Ramita.

" You're Dit first!" Tristan's orders to me

" Why me? You gofirst!" My vote won't lose.

" Yes everyone would want to marry ma, it's just that sometimes his soul mate has not come, or.malah not yet born." Tristan.

Mr. Ramita and Mr. Wijaya laughed again at the words of his son.

" Yes should dong's effort, honey. Your age the longer the tia, the less. If you've ever been heartbroken, you have to move on dong...is not that pa?"

Broken heart? Who has ever had a broken heart? Tristanis? Was he traumatized? So decided to be single. Means.what he said was Ani's mom...

" Hey. dressing, you answered!" Tristan pinched my nose.

" It hurts to know..." I'm pouting.

" Don't get angry, get old soon." Said teasing me.

" It's old."

" What if you were Dit? Any thoughts on getting married again?"

" Not married happy, but want to get married. Mama think Adita's a widow?" Tristan sewot on his mom.

Mama and her papa stupefied at the ignorance of my status.

" Your mother's question is correct."

" What do you mean?"

" I'm Tristan's widow."

Tristan's eyes instantly rounded. He did not believe in the status of the widow I looked up to.

" Don't mess around.."

" Who's messing around? Now you must know the truth, that I am not a girl let alone a virgin. I once built a housewife with a man. But it all has to end. Is there something wrong with my status?"

" I'm sorry, I thought you guys knew each other." Ms. Ramita feels guilty.

" There's no need to apologize ma'am, I'm not wrong. All this time we were just friends no more and no less. We have no special bond. Isn't that right, Tristan?

Tristan just nodded stiffly.

" Who is the man you have been married to?"