Not the Second
men are bre*gsek

Duarr...

Silent, I still digest what she said to me Beautiful.

“Mbak, funny mbak not funny.”

Mbak Indah shook her head slowly “This is not a joke deck.”

“Hah? Crazy Mbak yah!”

“Dek, please don't reject it.”

I jerked, this is also Mouth is hard to control “Do not talk that no-no mbak! Think carefully.” I give understanding with as gently as possible. My hands are increasingly held tightly, hoping that mbak Indah will be aware of his words

“Mbak thought this was okay. Dylan also knew he was barren, and I'm sure Dylan would agree.”

I pull my hand by force “Mbak! It's not about Dylan agreeing or not! What about me? You can't see how I feel!” my voice rises. I took a breath for a moment.

I lower my voice “Mbak, we can find a solution mbak. Not in this stupid way. Let me help explain to Dylan's family, or how about Dylan adopt a dead child, who is still a baby...

Do not make sudden decisions and with uncertain emotions. Do not let just because of the momentary emotions what you decide will be regretted in the future.” Obviously I'm at length.

Mbak Indah seems to shake weakly “Mbak please deck. Mas Dylan needs a successor who is of his own flesh and blood. From the mbak find another woman, mendingan you dok, sister mbak own.”

I close my eyes, it feels like my head heard the words mbak Indah “Sorry mbak but I don't want!” My answer is firm

“I beg dek.” The beautiful ma'am was still pleading with unstoppable tears

I try not to be affected by the beautiful tears. I stood up violently, I turned my face. Don't want to see my mom who is crying “Mendingan mbak home late, I want to continue cleaning.” Dismissed

There was no response, I suddenly felt something coiling at my feet. I flinched then looked at the beautiful madam who was kneeling before me

“I beg you deck, marry Dylan mas. I beg.” Please do so with tears

“Astagfirullah, mbak don't gini mbak.” Immediately I crouched to hold on to mbak Indah Immediately stand up

“Hiks.. I beg dek.. marry well with mas Dylan.” again He begs.

I'm speechless. Actually the brain mbak Lovely put where? Where there is a wife who begs other women to marry her husband!

“Dek, I beg you.” He went back on his knees even wanting to kiss my feet

“Astagfirullah mbak, do not gini. Yes.. I'll think of a request mbak.” I finally resigned. I can't bear to see her kneeling

Beautiful Mbak looked at me with a full of twinkle “Really? You received ‘kan dek?”

I nodded “Will I think.”

***

It has been 3 days since Indah asked me to be her honeymoon. And during that time I never visited her house or even exchanged news.

I was still worried, a look of hope and despair mbak Indah disturbed me. I really want to feel I refuse, but somehow there is a sense that wants to agree.

What exactly am I supposed to do?

In the midst of my worries, I suddenly remembered the words mbak Indah who said that mas Dylan must approve of her! How could? That's not possible.

Judging from the nature of Dylan's mas, it is very unlikely that a person as cold as my brother-in-law would accept with a stupid proposal mbak Indah.

Therefore, I want to make sure to him first. After that, I will decide to answer what the offer mbak Indah.

I went inside a cafe. Here there are many people, the average teenager or people who want to relieve stress.

I put myself in one of the seats. Before long a waiter came to give me a menu book

“Ice cofee ajah mbak.” My speech. After that waiters passed

I waited for someone, until I suddenly heard footsteps approaching me. I don't know why I felt that step was pointing at me, and then I turned.

“Mas Dylan..” My broom

“Assalamu'alaikum.” Not paying attention to my greeting, Dylan immediately sat in front of me while giving a greetings that could be said to be better

“Wa... Wa'alaikum salam mas.” My answer is a little awkward. Nothing is awkward yet. I exhaled slowly and then turned to look at Dylan's mas who seemed to be ordering at the waiters who had just come to bring me my drink. After his waiters passed carrying Dylan's orders

“What's up?” Dylan got to the point

Not wanting to linger, I immediately expressed my purpose asking to meet with him

“Emm gini mas, suppose..this suppose well, suppose mbak Indah can not give you offspring, what will mas do?” I wanted to get straight to the point but somehow it seemed so hard

I saw Dylan staring at me with his eyebrows raised “He told you?”

“Ya?”

“Beautiful already told you about her not being able to get pregnant?”

I flinched, apparently Dylan did know. I answered Dylan's question

Looks like Dylan breathed a long breath, he restored his hair back. Crazy!!? Bungling handsome!! Uhh! Conscious Ifa!!!!

I cleared “Actually mbak Indah met me three days ago, in. she said a very nonsense thing. So I want Dylan to wake up to Indah.” Answer me

“Omong empty? Wake up? Can you be clear.” He seemed dissatisfied with my explanation

I was silent, wanted me to explain it but I don't know why I have a feeling of condolence? But ah, it's hard..

“Mbak Indah su.. ahem told me to want to be i. wife to. both dylan.” I'm really awkward to say it. I looked down deeply, no response from Dylan.

I lifted my face and I saw the face of Dylan who was looking at me fixedly “Emm mas?”

“Is that really what she told you?”

I nodded “Even mbak Indah to beg. So, I also want to beg the same mas Dylan to persuade mbak Indah to be aware.” I showed you my face. My round eyes blinked.

Dylan was grimacing. But, why grimace?

“You Received her?” His voice is a little hoarse

“Yes? Accept what?”

“Beautiful Offer.”

My forehead wrinkled “I'm still thinking about it. Actually I have refused, but mbak Indah begged to kneel, I could not bear to see mbak Indah like that. That's why I said I'd think about the offer.”

“So well.” relax. What's!! At least he should react a little surprised right?

“Mas, please ma'am..__” I'm not done talking, suddenly waiters came to bring Dylan's orders. My words stopped until the waiters left our table.

I want to go back to my words but I say it when I see Dylan's car raising a glass and drinking a drink.

After putting the glass back, I saw Dylan reach into his wallet and take out five pieces of red money and put them on the table

“There's nothing we need to talk about anymore right?” He seemed to be standing up to leave his place

“Eh?! Mas wait first mas, mas will persuade mbak Indah ‘kan.” I'm standing up

Dylan just looked at me for a glimpse and then without a word he left me

“Mas.. mas.” I was a little screaming.

“Agghhh.” I threw my ass back into the chair “What the hell is Dylan!!!” I bite the nail of my thumb.

“Basic! Men are all the same. Goddamn it!!!! I'm sure Dylan really wants a wife of two!! Damn it!” Mynah

I saw the money Dylan left behind. I took five pieces of money. Wait, isn't the price of our two drinks not up to a hundred huh? Thought

Cunning smile on my face “Aseekkkk get free money. Heheh no one buys money.” I quickly put four sheets in my pants pocket while the sheet I put on the table

As I wanted to get up from sitting, my body suddenly fixated on one scene. A man and a woman entered the cafe. I looked at the man, and suddenly our gazes met.

I immediately turned my face. It was clearly visible that the man was looking at me with a face full of longing but there was a speck of hatred there.

I tried to ignore it and left the cafe after calling the waiters and paying for our drinks with Dylan's dumplings.

If you're curious, I'll tell you a little about my love.

The guy with the cepmek hairstyle was my ex-boyfriend when I was just in college. We've been in contact for quite a while, well, there's been a year.

But everything ran out in that one day. All right, let's be honest here I'm the bad guy, I left him.

His name is Angga, he's a rich kid. Well even though I know it's not as rich as Dylan's family. She's spoiled but I still want to date her.

Actually I accepted it because he was the only man who was close to me, when Angga shot me at that time inevitably I accepted him to keep the friendship rope and also his pride.

One day, Angga invited me to visit his house. The house is very large, eleven twelve with Dylan's house and mbak Indah.

When I visited her house, both of Angga's parents liked me. I've been wanting to be kicked out, but apparently mami and papi Angga really like me.

At first that's what it looks like. Until the next day, Angga's mom came to see me. Like ftv-ftv, Mami Angga gave me a wad of money to let me leave Angga.

At first I refused, at least I still had my pride. Although I do not love Angga but I am also comfortable with him.

But Angga's mom hadn't given up until she added another wad. I'll take the money straight away.

Well it's nothing but, I received his money because of the first one. Angga is not necessarily my soul mate, mendingan I take money for sure. Second, I don't love Angga, having a household with someone you don't love is a lie. Third Angga son mami, very spoiled. In contrast to the hardworking me. The four money given by Mami Angga for the treatment of her mother at that time and also tuition fees and to add to the cost of marriage mbak Indah.

Since then, we have been completely out of touch. I tried to avoid her, and it seemed like she was also avoiding me because she was ashamed of her mother bribing me.

Now he seems to have found a better replacement. I'm gone from his life.

Adios...

Aseekk..

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TB