Old Girl Looking for Love
Mellow Day

That evening, Maryam was busy in the kitchen. I don't know what made him ready to move himself. However, certainly on the dining table there has been a variety of appetizing food menus.

It just so happened that Rosmawati came home early today.

As usual, the girl looked tired and less excited. His new job at Memet's company has been a huge drain on his emotions.

Especially since the incident he kissed Mehmet cheek at that time, the Zayn Malik KW 1 never again showed his nose in the factory. To call the handsome man, Rosmawati had no courage.

As a result, there was no encouragement for him in the office. Plus Ahmad like having a personal grudge on Rosmawati, making the stress level even higher.

Rosmawati sat on the couch taking off her shoes. A moment later, he began to sniff out something unusual. The smell he last smelled a year ago. Rosmawati got up from her seat and headed to the kitchen. He found that Maryam had just removed the apron she was wearing.

“Eh, have you gone home Jem?” greet Maryam.

“It. If you haven't come home, where I might be here,” replied Rosmawati lightly.

Mary laughed softly. “Ya already there change clothes first! We were dinner. It has been a long time since we have not had a special dinner together,” said Maryam made Rosmawati frown because of astonishment.

“Ya already, I went to the room first yes,” reply Rosmawati while moving to her room.

A few moments later, Rosmawati changed into her clothes. He immediately returned to the dining table. There Maryam is seen lighting a candle.

“Eh, use candles all rich again romantic dinner. What wind is this, Mun? You're being proposed to Mr. Edder?” Rosmawati felt even more astonished. Maryam did not answer. He then brought the candle to his conjoined twin friend.

“Happy birthday, Jem! Come on hunt blow the candles!” Maryam thrust the candle to Rosmawati who was shocked to death.

“What is the date now, Mun? Geez I was too busy until I forgot. Thanks, yes Mun. You are the best friend to me!” Rosmawati hugged Maryam with a full day.

“Eh ... uh .. don't maen hug first, because I don't want anything for you,” reject Maryam.

“Help is nothing, Mun,” whine Rosmawati who is already happy and haru for the surprise of Maryam.

“Ya has gone,” reply Maryam. He then placed the candle he held on the table. Maryam also returned a warm embrace Rosmawati.

“I'm sorry yes, Jem. This year I did not make you a cake, I just wanted to cook this way, because I had to do the stitching of clothes,” regret Maryam.

“Apaan anyway, lu! Gini I've been really smart. You are the friend who cares the most with me,” said Rosmawati with full haru.

Rosmwati's memory drifted a few years back, when she first set foot in London. Armed only with mediocre money, Rosmawati has trouble finding lodging that suits her pocket.

His encounter with Maryam while on the London Bus, had helped him immensely. Maryam who incidentally is the son of rice paddies in her village has more than enough life in London. In addition, he has also worked in boutiques and has a decent salary for the cost of daily meals.

I love the pain they both go through. It may have been the destiny of God so he was reunited with Maryam who was originally only a stranger to him, but now he was like a sibling.

“That means now that you're twenty-four, huh, Jem? Soon I followed,” said Maryam while thrusting a plate for Rosmawati.

“Gue often forget your birthday, Mun but you never forget my birthday,” regretted Rosmawati.

“Ngga nothing, Jem! I don't like birthdays, I prefer the gifts,” said Maryam. “This year I don't have any money, Jem. So I can't buy you anything. Sorry yes. I will rap the same next year. Hopefully my target can be achieved,” said Maryam while eating the dishes she made from this afternoon. A moment later he fell silent.

Rosmawati also looked astonished. “Why you? Mun's oath, I have no problem you don't give me a gift. I don't know that garepin at all. Our togetherness has been the most beautiful gift for me. In addition to great intentions and ideals, you are the reason I stay here even though sometimes I want to return to the village.”

Maryam stared at Rosmawati. His pair of round eyes seemed to harbor unrest. It is not usual for the girl to behave like that. All his cheerfulness seemed to be gone.

“Don't say if you're cut off with Mr. Edders! If so, let me make the same calculation!” rosmawati said, showing her fist.

Maryam shook her head slowly. “Ngga, Jem is not that. Aa Jamie is flattering me. He wanted to meet my family in the village. That means I have to go back first, Jem,” said Maryam.

Another case with Maryam, Rosmawati looks happy. “That's great news, Mun! Meaning mr. Edder is serious about you. You have a husband who looks like Jamie Dornan. So this is an opportunity you can't waste, Mun!”

“Yes, Jem. Problem ... If I'm married, I'll join Aa Jamie moving to London. Who are you here with? Let my life trouble you a lot, but I love you, Jem. We've been through a lot of seasons together,” fret Maryam.

Rosmawati was silent for a moment. "Well, it doesn't really matter, Mun. Come to think of it, if you moved to London, my snacks would be a long time. No one's gonna steal my potato chips."

Just as Rosmawati said so, Mary, who was drinking, immediately spouted water from her mouth, soaking her own dinner plate. He did not expect that Rosmawati would catch his ninja action every night.

"No one suddenly made my new underwear, no one minjem money .." continued Rosmawati. His eyes suddenly turned sad. Tears are ready to plunge freely into his cheeks.

"Nobody bothers me anymore. Flat will also be peaceful, safe, peaceful, sentosa ... . But I'm going to be lonely" Rosmawati started sobbing.

Maryam immediately stood up and hugged her conjoined twin friend. "Udah, Jem. Already! Don't cry. London Birmingham is. Same as Jakarta Bandung," entertain him.

"Later I will often come if you miss the money with me" said Maryam later.

Suddenly, Rosmawati glared. Gone was already the mellow aura within this room. While grunting in annoyance, he grabbed the glass of water that was in front of him.

"Aah!" exclaimed Maryam, making Rosmawati surprised, to the point of almost dropping her glass. It seems like that unique and ambitious pal had one more magical idea in his head.

"What if you ask the Memet to rush your marriage. Let's get married together. Like a mass marriage that was held in my village before" said Maryam.

Rosmawati's turn was sipping water, spitting it right into Maryam's innocent face.