Married to Janda Kembang
A Short Foreign Message

Melati just arrived at her house. He felt very tired, because this one day is very long, until he felt he really needed the support of someone.

All he has is his parents. He no longer had anyone, who could be a place to pour out his heart.

Melati let out a long sigh, after throwing herself on the shabby sofa that was in the living room of her house. His hands were massaging on his forehead, which felt extremely tense at this moment.

‘Duh ... just the first day is already a lot of problems, anyway?’ his mind felt a lot of problems happening to him.

The problems include starting him who was late to the hall, not wearing shoes and still wearing flip-flops, dihardik guards, dihardik Marcel and also dihardik seniors. Not to mention Marvel's reprimand in the hall and also in his private room, making Melati even more down on this situation.

‘New first day, you know? Why is it down like this, anyway? Is that on purpose, let me not feel at home working in that office?’ inner Melati, who again thinks things should not be thought of.

Melati increasingly massaged her forehead which increasingly stiffened. He felt his head hurt, thinking about something he didn't need to think about.

“Duh ... Why even a headache, anyway? I was not in the mood to say anything,” muttered, who rubbed his face rough with both palms.

From the direction of the kitchen, Mother also came in front of Melati, making Melati immediately justify her sitting position and justify her facial expression in front of Mother. He did not want Mom to know the problems that happened to him today.

“Mel, have you been home long? How come you didn't hear you come in, anyway?” mother asked, Melati just smiled while holding back the fatigue she felt.

“Ah? What time, Mom? Though Melati has been sitting here,” said Melati, making Mother feel confused.

“Oh, so. Maybe because I was too busy cooking in the kitchen at times, huh? Mother so absolutely did not hear if you entered,” said her mother thought about the situation.

Jasmine could only grin, as Mother who seemed to look very tired.

“Mom may soybean times? Hence, do not be weary, Bu.” Melati reminded Mom of that.

“Iya possible, yes?”

They were both silent for a moment, because there was no talk they had to discuss anymore.

DRT'S!

Shortly afterward, Melati's mobile phone shook, making Melati curious about who the person who had sent her a short message.

‘Who sent you a chat, huh?’ batin Melati, while reaching into her bag to find the whereabouts of her cellphone.

When she found her phone, Melati immediately checked who sent her a short message. He looked at her confusedly, because of the number of the person who sent him the chat, which he knew nothing about.

‘Who did you send chat only letters ‘P’ doang?’ inner Melati, who felt confused by the circumstances.

“Sorry, who is this?” ask Melati, replying to a short message from the stranger.

I saw Melati's strange attitude. It seems like there is something Melati is thinking about.

“Nothing, Mom. Melati is just confused, because there are people who send chat to Melati, the contents are only ‘P’ doang letters. Melati also does not know who the person who sent it. The number is not yet Melati Simpen, the profile photo is not there, the info is also not there,” replied Melati sober, making Mother become a follower of wonder and confusion.

“Yah ... Who is it about? What is your friend who has a new number?” mother asked, Melati shook her head.

“No way, Mom. Melati only has one person in the office. It's also we haven't been perfect tukeran phone number,” objection, Mother is more confused to hear a rebuttal from Melati that.

I thought again, “Mm .. Who is that? You feel like someone asked for your number, right? Oh or are you the same love him?” mother asked, reminding Melati again.

Melati thought for a moment, because she heard the question from Mom. A few seconds he still did not find the answer, until finally he was shocked in front of Mother. Mother to come snorting in shock, so surprised to see the expression of Melati who was suddenly shocked like this in front of her.

“What? Why?” asked the surprised Mother, after seeing Melati's expression.

‘Don't .. This chat from Mr Marcel?!’ inner Melati, who did not want to say it to Mother.

Mother was even more astonished, because she did not get any answers from Melati. His curious soul thrashed.

“What the hell is it, Mel? Who sent you a message?” mother asked, Melati changed her attitude and got up from where she was sitting.

“Nothing, Mom! Melati forgot, jasmine there is a mortgage installment to Bang Tigor. Maybe this is a message from him, who wants to collect the installment of the Melati debt that has just paid twice again!” replied Melati origin, immediately made Mother more astonished to hear it.

“Hah? Credit installments?” mumbling, I feel there is something strange about what Melati said.

Hearing Mom's murmur, Melati complained because she felt her speech was too original, so it could not be conditioned. She felt ashamed of herself, hearing Mom mumble like that.

‘Aduh, why even call the mortgage installment, anyway? ‘Kan be ashamed!’ inner Melati, who felt wrong in front of Mother.

Melati grinned in front of Mom trying to melt the atmosphere, “Dear enter the room first yes, Mom! Melati want to get ready, want to meet Bang Tigor to pay Melati installments. Don't go in the room, Mom! Melati want to change clothes!” he said he gave a message to Mom.

Very quickly, Melati immediately entered her room, to prepare to reply to a message that allegedly was a message from Marcel. He forgot, if he had to send the location of this house, so that Marcel could easily get to this place without having to go around looking for the right position.

BRUK!

Melati threw her bag on her bed, then immediately looked at her phone. Although still standing, Melati is still focused on the phone he has held. He opened a short message that the man had just replied to again, and read it.

“It's me! Don't pretend you don't know, huh! Is there anyone else you gave me your phone number today?” reply to a message from Marcel.

Melati became very convinced, that the one who sent the short message was Marcel.

‘Tuh ‘kan real him!’ inward Melati, who already thought that the one who sent the message was Marcel.

Melati looked at her mobile screen cynically, ‘She why is always cynical the same I?’ melati's mind was astonished by Marcel's always cynical attitude towards her..