Not the First
Deal

Again on this terrace. One of the open spaces in this house, the space that became Wibie's favorite place to enjoy coffee in the afternoon.

Wibie is not a coffee addict. He is just a connoisseur of this drink when it needs inspiration or just looking for a solution.

This house was built three years ago, on land owned by his parents who had legally changed into his own. At that time he had a dream, in one corner of the building with an area of about 200M2 there should be a special open space.

A place to release fatigue from the hustle and bustle of Jakarta. A place to unwind after struggling to collect rupiah.

This side terrace win is not so wide, made on the ground size of 3m2. Directly adjacent to the living room, living room, and bathroom basement. Facing to the east, directly adjacent to the wall belonging to next door neighbors.

"I'll formally ask you to your parents. This week I've scheduled your home" said Wibie calmly.

This afternoon Wibie spent some time at home. Not going out of the house at all this day. From morning until now he only wore shorts and white shirts.

After closing the shop, he asks Rey to accompany him for coffee. Devara and Bu Fat are in the living room.

"I doubt you'll accept it. If you knew where I was, you would definitely take me back to Aldy" Rey said in a slightly disappointed tone.

"Don't worry. I'll handle it. Trust me, everything will be fine!" wibie said firmly.

"May I ask you something?" rey asked in a half-begging tone.

"That sentence again. Say aja. Don't ask questions about everything,"

Rey smiled shyly. Apparently Wibie has memorized with his character if he wants something.

Silent.

"Say aja. Why doubt. I'm your future husband" Wibie repeated.

Tetiba Rey laughed. Wibie's last words almost gave him a chuckle. But he tried to hold it because Wibie was already staring with a dislike face towards him

"I want us to marry in this house. Just attended by a big family," This time Rey spoke with a serious mimic.

"Why is that? Are you ashamed of being with a one-child widower?" Search Wibie

"No. I'm not ready yet. A few months to run away from home, back and forth spread the invitation. What do people say? They're going to think negatively" Rey gave an excuse.

"I'm determined, I'm not going home before I succeed" Rey added.

"Now you're successful, Rey. What do you call it try, if a girl can not only be a handsome husband. But there's a bonus, too. Cute and cute kid," this time it was Wibie who held back a laugh as soon as she finished her words. He deliberately replied to Rey who had laughed at him first.

"Hemmm." Rey just grinned and shrugged her shoulders.

"I'm up to you anyway. If you want to be here and enough marriage contract is not a problem. Good thing in me, dong . It's not a lot of capital for the reception," Wibie smiled faintly

"Ih, once's done,"

Rey brushed her lips until she looked funny. Wibie so smile amusedly look at it.

"Lusa I have to get back to the field. When it's off, I want our wedding done. So we get everything ready from now on" explained Wibie.

He grabbed the cup on the small table, to the right of his seat and sipped the coffee quietly.

"I immediately reported this happy news to my mother" he continued.

"Pa, look at this. Nice, right? I can now dye, "Devara came from the living room with a wide piece of paper with a painted pony illustration.

"That's great. Where do the drawings and pencils come from?" wibie asked because the boy had never asked her for those things.

"Sir Rey is loving. Now I have a lot of pictures that I want to color them all, "show me again. This time in a very happy tone

Wibie raised Devara who was already standing by his side, holding Devara who was still cool looking at his work.

"I also have pictures of ipin-upin, prozen, minions, doraemon, many deh," he said again.

"Thank you not yet Rey," Wibie reminded the boy.

"Udah. Rey's sister is very kind, Pa. I love that Rey has always been here with us" he said again so innocently.

Wibie set her eyes on Rey who had been watching Devara with an ever-expanding smile.

"Thank you, you have made Devara happy like this" Wibie told his future wife.

"I print the pictures so that he reduces the HP play. It just so happened that across the store there were school supplies and stationery, so I asked Devara to buy a variety of colored pencils to let her be happy,"

"Yes. Thank you for being so kind to my son,"

This time Wibie looked at Rey intently. His smile expanded, his two eyeballs twinkled so brightly.

If this is the case, what else Rey can do. He could only smile. I don't know what the hue of his cheeks is like if it's been stared at in such a friendly manner

*****

*Next week I'm getting married, for the second. This time my future wife was younger than Kiran, when we decided to get married at that time.

There is such a great worry in my heart. Will Rey be able to serve her function as a wife, a connecting mother from Devara, and complete the college that just started*

Wibie can pick up on that signal. Although he is not completely sure, he can feel that Rey likes him.

Wibie could not feel calm. Rey and Kiran are both smart women. Both have dreams of living independently. This was what made Wibie so worried

Wibie drowned her head in the shower she stamped to the maximum. Letting his plain body, swept away by that warm water.

His head felt massaged by a fairly strong water pressure. It had been more than five minutes he had not moved from the bathroom. Standing, he occasionally wiped his eyes that felt sore by the touch of water.

"Mom never asked me anything. When she was babysitting Devara, she never complained about anything. Devara became one part of his life,"

This time, I asked Wibie to find Kiran's replacement. Wibie had no reason to refuse. Everything I said was true. Devara needs a mother figure in her life, my job far away in Sumatra causes me to not be fully able to keep an eye on her.

When my mother's desire was so passionate, Rey appeared in my life. Will this woman be able to accompany me to the end of my age?

Since meeting Rey for the first time, I'm sure she's a strong woman. Even his shoulders could be stronger than those of Adam.

My mother had the same view as me. For Mother, Rey is a picture of a woman who is brave and strong to face trials.

Now.. That problem is on me. I was so scared to make sure everything was going to be okay.

Wibie turned her body, turned her back against the bathroom wall. This time he turned his face towards the shower. He would occasionally throw his head to the right and left.

He wanted to get rid of the doubt in his heart. He wanted to carry out the marriage with such firm conviction in his heart. "This second marriage will be fine"