NOT PERPETRATORS
Widow–Virgin

I was sitting on the couch with my mom and dad. Eight o'clock in the night, Fania hasn't come home yet.

"Son, how's your relationship with Dimas?" ask mother.

"Lusa, are they proposing to Imania, ma'am? They're going here."

"Well, really? Well then, I'll be shopping tomorrow."

While talking, I was playing with my phone. Dimas and I were texting.

[Di, do I need to work again? I'm bored at home.]

[Actually it is not necessary. But if you want, I won't force you.]

[So .. tomorrow I'll go to the office. After marriage, you can forbid me.]

[Yes, honey.]

[Are you busy?]

[I'll be home soon. There are still patients I need to take care of.]

[Eagerness, huh?]

[Yes, supporters of my heart ..].

[Bye ..].

[Bye, dear. Emmuach.]

"Daddy, did you get your clothes ready for the day after tomorrow?"

"Emm."

"Lady? How, emmuach?"

"Eh, sorry ... What did you ask me?"

I was replying to a chat from Dimas even the wrong target to reply to mother's question.

"Seriously very, Ima. Must be chatting-an the same Dimas," guess mom.

"He-he."

"So your mother asked, you already have a dress that will be worn the day after tomorrow?" reset dad.

"Oh, that. Already, really. I still have a lot of clothes. Mom and Dad just relax."

Rudi's car was heard stopping in front of the house. Then there was the sound of knocking on the door. I opened the door.

"Good night, Imania," said Rudi.

"Good night too, Rud. You guys must have had a good time. Please come in, Rud."

Rudi and Fania came in. They greeted my parents first. And then just sit down.

"Today is very tiring" lamented Rudi who had just sat down.

"What ... Fania's making a tantrum?" my many.

"Yes, that's it. He was the one who wanted to watch a movie in the cinema. I initially thought I was doubtful. It turns out ... indeed can not be trusted," said Rudi.

"What did Fania do?"

"She said she wanted to watch a comedy, and you know, throughout the whole movie, Fania kept laughing. Even the audience sitting near us was annoyed by his laughter. In fact, my skin was subjected to her pinches so anxious," Rudi said with a lethargic expression.

I laughed at Rudi's words.

"They are the better. The name is also a comedy film, right, it is deliberately to make people laugh," said Fania.

"You are too big. Your laughter is exaggerated" Rudi sneered at Fania.

"Keep, you two spent time together watching a movie?" manya curious.

"Yes, forced," replied Rudi annoyed.

"Father, make some coffee for Nak Rudi," the mother ordered.

Oh, yeah, I forgot. So excited about their relationship that tickles curiosity. Just as I was about to move on, Fania suddenly prevented me.

"I'm the only one who makes coffee" said Fania then moved to the kitchen.

Not long after, Fania returned with a cup of coffee. He put it on the table. "Please drink it" said Fania.

"Can you make coffee?" ask Rudi to doubt.

"Can, donk. It's the result."

Rudi grabbed the cup from the table, then blew it away to keep it from overheating. As he began to sip it, Rudi suddenly spouted the coffee.

Rudi looked up, looking at Fania with an annoyed face. "Fan, that's not the case. It's tasting itself." Rudi offered the cup of coffee to Fania.

Fania accepted it and immediately took a sip. "Fruit! Salted. How can?"

"Can't you?" cibir Rudi healed rolling his eyeballs towards Fania.

Everyone laughed, including my mom and dad. After that, Fania went back to the kitchen to be taught to make coffee by my mother. Then bring a new cup of coffee for Rudi. Turns ... Fania still can't tell which is the sugar and which is the salt.

***

The next day, I was ready to go to the office. Dimas picked me up, we also left together because the road to the office was in the direction of Cahya Nugraha— Hospital where Dimas worked.

"Actually, you don't have to bother working."

"I'm bored at home."

"After marriage, you can only be the wife and mother of my children. So, no need to make a career. Just focus on taking care of the kids and me, okay?"

"Yes God. We're not okay, Di. Don't think about it yet."

Dimas laughed and said, "I can't wait to make it."

"Make what?" my many.

Dimas leaned his body slightly towards me and whispered, "Make a child."

I pushed her body back to sit up straight. "You pervert!" irritated say.

"Nia, I've never done it. Teach me, will you?" goda.

"Dimas! Stop dressing! Not funny!"

"But your cheeks are red, tuh. Are you ashamed?"

"Don't talk about it again, Di."

"I can't wait to feel it" she said with a laugh.

Dimas' words made me a little worried. I am just a widow. I'm worried that Dimas will be disappointed. Yeah, even though I did it only a few times with Bastian. However, still, I was worried, because I was no longer a virgin.

"In."

"Yes, honey."

"I'm no longer a virgin. Is ... That doesn't matter to you?"

Dimas stopped the car. Then I clasped my hands gently. "Nia, I told you, I'll accept you for who you are. You know there's a Javanese saying, 'ora keno prawane, no nteni randane'."

"What does that mean?"

"Don't get your important virgin I get yourjand. That's how it is."

I smiled happily at her answer.

"Nia, you'll teach me first, okay?" goda.

"Teaching what?"

"Ninu-ninu."

I immediately pinched his waist in anxiety. Dimas is just there.

"It's a good thing you're not an obstetrician" I said annoyed.

"Why really? Would you be jealous if my profession was an obstetrician?"

"How perverted can you be a doctor?"

Dimas just laughed to see me upset. He started the car again and drove me to the office.

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