Mamy Sugar
Gossiped

"Would Maria visit me if she didn't want to get married?" Alberto answered the phone at the end of there with a loud voice as if deliberately to be heard by us.

A few lines of protest sounded faintly from across there.

"I'm just a professional Darling!" alberto answered this time more.

" I don't know why with you guys, I just work to make a living, your business.just finish it together I don't want to interfere" Alberto closed his phone and re-joined some thick books in his hand.

"Decorations, invitations and wedding dress samples" Alberto handed over to Maria who was finally on my lap.

"You choose, I believe in your choice" Maria washed her hands and handed it to me.

"Truly - really in the pellets yes.." - Grumbled Alberto who tickled my heart.

"Yes... The money pellet" my inner self with a snort of annoyance.

How could I have chosen so well that Alberto had suspected me earlier. Want to choose the most expensive, said matre, if the cheap... Less to taste.

"Choose a comfortable one, the rest adjust to taste" whispered Maria with her classic smile.

"You heard that..?"

"What about?" Maria grabbed her phone and her finger started to move.

"Antonho..!"

"Hmmm" Maria turned her gaze to Alberto. It seems he is interested in the topic of Antonio as well.

"She made sure you wanted to get married?" Alberto still glanced at me like he was not sincere. It made me wonder what Antonio was like, until Alberto thought I was missing Maria.

" He should have asked" corrects Maria who then switched to taking bottled mineral drinks on our front desk.

"You are so good together.. Why not reverse it anyway? " araj Alberto's seductive start.

How not outrageous, I'm still here busy choosing the needs of marriage, but he's been seducing my future wife to cancel.

I threw the book in my hand towards the table loudly, causing a sound that could make Alberto surprised and turned to me.

"I'm younger and have a brighter future than that man named Antonio. Anyway I'm definitely better at business. Which is more specific because of my physique that Antonio can't rival mine"

With emotion I pulled Maria's nape and bearded her pair of lips for a moment. I realized, Maria wasn't a great kisser, or she was just nervous. His eyes are still festering staring at my sharp eyes.

The corner of Mary's lips lifted slowly, but impressed a little forced.

"Be.. Gi tuah" Maria blinked for a moment with a red face that gradually recovered.

Alberto just looked at me with annoyance and started not commenting about me again throughout our chatter there. It seems I was right, the man named Antonio was no longer young. At least I won for age and energy, although good looks may not be certain.

However, Maria also started to shut up and was reluctant to talk to me until we drove back to her house.

"Sorry.. I'm emotional" I broke the silence between us.

Maria threw away her face throwing her gaze at the sparkling City that was lying on the side window.

"Not to be discussed"

"But Alberto is outrageous, how can he freely say things that provoke such emotions.. Huh"

Mary laughed dryly for a moment.

"It must be difficult for you to accept, but ridicule or degrading words do not affect our quality, their mouths... We can't control it"

Maria started to set her eyes on me with her usual, gentle and calm gaze.

Also true! with a series of women who have been with me before, Maria is nothing. And one more... She was a widow, although today that is not clear from her appearance.

"It's late, you just go home in my car.. Tomorrow I go home from work, I'll get the car in your apartment"

"Oh.." I'm just gawking confused, I'm a man.

"Male does not mean never in danger, right?" Maria continued her words that certainly had a point before opening the car door and moving into the veranda of her house without offering me to stop by.

Without asking me to follow him to the classic-style door leaf that adorns his house.

" You'd better get home, tomorrow we'll be busy, right?" Mary reminds me of something I forgot.

I nodded confirming and immediately returned to the car after saying good night.

*****

Antonio's.. Antonio's..

There's one Antonio I just met, his features are handsome enough, wait... Very handsome and polite.

I recall...

"Eh Rena's.. Your fiance is a widower?" I immediately asked without further ado - stale through the phone to my cousin Rena.

"For a long time no phone, instead of asking the news even asked my fiancee"

Rena replied to me in a sewot tone "Don't you have a crush on Antonio huh..? Are you bored with girls?"

" even though I don't like girls, I won't be a bad guy"

"Typically the actor is saucy - saucy, kayak you"

"Just go back to your fiancee. Is she a widower?"

"It's true and he already has one child, so it's been proven to be a tokcer and experienced" Renata laughed proudly across the street.

I immediately closed the phone when it turned out that Maria was standing right in front of me. It seems that he was busy checking Doni's computer, whose desk was opposite to mine.

"Don... Mother. Maria again on your computer?"

I sent a short message to Doni.

"Yes, he had a phone to pinjem because the distance wanted to go to his room"

"No, you didn't tell me anyway"

"What is your business with you?"

Really, what does it have to do with me? Kira - kira Maria denger ya?

I pretended to re-focus on the computer screen that was still plastered in the work report table. I waited for a while, just in case he reprimanded me or...

Mary stood up to leave me alone, without a word without even looking at me. His steps remained soft and rhythmic as usual, but this time gave off curiosity and disappointment. Wondering if she knew I was looking into her ex-husband?

Disappointed, why didn't he greet me? Because no woman has ignored me all this time. But Maria...

I just threw my back against the back of my chair while looking at his back away from my sight. And he really didn't look at me.

Hmmmm...