The Noodle In Love
24. Husband Candidate

Attempts to pull the hand from his tight grasp continued in vain. Giving up momentarily, do not want to look flashy and drain the attention of many people.

"Let go of my hand first" I pleaded softly. Ms. Yanti and the family of the Hajj sir I think have listened to this. Feeling reluctant because this is an honorary event held by the host.

The man regained consciousness quickly and knew enough to immediately let go of my hand.

"I'm sorry, Ling" said the man, bringing his face closer to me. These eyes are nanar with chest pounding fast because of panic that feels silently.

The man I was avoiding, the man who hurt so much, I never expected to see me here tonight. My existence on the face of the earth that had begun to be comfortable all this time, again felt shaken. I hope my son, my ex-boyfriend's man won't understand my stay here. Oh, Lord, keep me away from him.

The son has greetings with Ms. Yanti and is now chatting with the hajj and bu hajj. While some of the men who had come with the son, had been sitting on a table chair that was available in front of the stage. It seems Putra is quite familiar with his father Rushqi, aka Pak Haji Harjo.

"I feel relieved if Lingga turns out to live here, Mr. Harjo," said Putra smiling as he turned my head. Ah, he knows, it feels bad.

"How can you as her future husband not know where Velingga is?" ask Mr. Harjo.

I just want to throw my high heel slippers. Very confident Son admitted me as a future wife. I think Putra has turned into a psychopath, a double-personal man. Ah, what dream was I last night? Oh Lordkuuu..

"He moved out of the dorm when I went to Canberra, sir. His phone number has been exchanged, ha,,ha," said Putra, laughing at Haji and then turning back to me.

"Why is he so impressed to run from you, my son?" ask Mr. Harjo again with a smile.

"Velingga is angry and disappointed in me, sir. I had to leave it for a while to Australia. Velingga couldn't wait for me to come back and then marry her" said the son so confidently with a smile showing his neat and white teeth. The man's words made me emotional.

I admit, the man is indeed full of a thousand charms and charisma. Which woman would not look up and feel like having it?

But not for now. Now I regret that my heart had fallen madly on that man long ago.

"Sorry, Mr. Harjo and Ms. Harjo. Can I talk to Lingga for a minute?" The son turned back to me for a moment after speaking to my two hostesses.

"Oh, please, mas Putra. As long as Velingga is ready, I don't mind." Haji Harjo sir nodded in agreement to Putra. My heart throats with great annoyance at the tax man who is at will. Now he has moved back towards me.

"Linga, we need to talk. What if we go out for a while at the diner at the end of the alley?" The son was already in front of me again and was asking me very gently. He was like that. Even with her gentle style, several times I was almost successfully seduced.

"I don't want to go anywhere with you. It's night anyway" I said firmly to the disappointed Son on his face.

"Just a moment, Lingga. I promise," said Putra trying to seduce.

"I don't want to. Please stop forcing me" I said annoyedly. Because that man will always be strong willed to me.

"All right, but what if it's in the car, Ling?" My son did not despair of trying to take me.

"No. I don't want to go anywhere with you" I firmly refused.

No, no, no! That handsome face was as threatening as a witch. But I will no longer be dragged in the Son's magic spell. My heart was already disappointed and hurt by him. Don't want any more chances for the Son to bring my heart back.

"How, Ling?" The son kept asking. Ah, very uncomfortable I guess. If I keep pushing, I'm afraid I will be tempted again.

"Ehem, sorry. I had to mediate." Rushqi suddenly spoke. Me and the Son both turned their heads and looked astonished at Rushqi.

"Look, mas. Since Lingga was involved in my family event, I mean my parents, and Lingga objected to come with brother, you better postpone it while the desire to talk to the future wife of the brother," rushqi said with a firm heavy voice to the Son.

"Is brother the son of Mr. Harjo?" ask the polite son of Rush.

"really. My name is Errushqi" Rush said kindly to the Son.

"I am named Son" said the Son warmly.

Because it was already shaking hands with each other when the beginning entered. Now, Putra and Rushqi only nodded in appreciation to each other.

It seemed that the Son had quite grasped Rushqi's intent. My ex-boyfriend understood that Rushqi was part of a show to be disinclined and appreciated.

"Alright, Lingga. I'll come again next time. I hope that you don't refuse me anymore to bring you to talk." The son looked at me while speaking calmly. Then turned to Rushqi and smiled slightly.

"Sorry, it's been a hassle. Excuse me first to join my friends at the table," said the Son to Rushqi who was replied with a nod and a polite smile by Rush.

The son has been sitting among the friends coming from the taxation agency. Seemed agitated by occasionally looking back at me.

"Ehem!" dehem Rushqi, who I have so far reached beside me. I got Rusqi's face that looked sour like it was back to scorn me.

"Mas, thank you." I ignored his face. I hope he understands my purpose of thanking me.

"I don't understand your attitude, Ling. Don't you miss your boyfriend? Who did you say abroad?" rushqi asked softly, perhaps wanting to bring up.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to discuss personal matters at a respectable event like this one, Rushqi mas."

I said it firmly to Rushqi. I turned my eyes the other way, hoping that he would no longer speak who could offend me.

"I am only astonished by your indifferent attitude toward your future husband" whispered Rushqi softly near my ear. I just looked at her for a moment. But I chose to shut up without wanting to give an answer.

I understand the taste. In fact, the Son is no longer who I am. I do not understand why the Son still thinks I am no one else. Still admitting I'm his future wife. I think I need to talk to him about this too. But of course not now.

Other than an inappropriate moment, but I wasn't ready either. It is necessary to calm the heart to talk alone with the Son. My encounter with the man this time was very unexpected. I don't want my heart to get dragged back by it.

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