Widow Kepentok Duda
Promise with friends

Farzan took the housekeeper who had been loyal to him to his apartment. The apartment is not luxurious, but it is quite large because it has two bedrooms.

“Since coming, I haven't cleaned anywhere other than the room and kitchen. Aunty is okay ‘kan if cleaning yourself?” ask Farzan. He put the suitcase in the living room, then took his servant to a room near the kitchen.

“It's okay, Sir. Isn't it my job to clean up,” replied the middle-aged woman.

Farzan looked at the woman, then smiled slightly.

“Tomorrow I buy Bibi needs, then make a list of what is needed,” said Farzan when he showed the woman's room.

The middle-aged woman observed the room she was going to occupy, although not as big as in the old house, but at least she would feel comfortable with her master.

“Good, Sir. If you bother, later I shop by myself is also okay,” reply the woman later.

Farzan nodded with a small smile, then left the housekeeper in the room to rest.

**

Farzan was in the room, putting his belongings on the floor near the sofa, before then sitting down and leaning his back slightly rough. He looked up at the ceiling of the room, raising his left hand where there was a silver-colored ring embedded there.

“I shouldn't wear it anymore,” Farzan murmured.

He took off the ring, his wedding ring to Grisel. The marriage that had been maintained for seven years must finally end, even so somehow Farzan did not feel lost or sad.

“It turns out our path is different, I was the one who was too forced to be with him.”

**

Next day. Farzan seemed to be preparing to go to the company, this morning he did not need to be confused to make coffee or breakfast because there is Bi Sum—.

“Breakfast first, Mr.” The woman offered Farzan when she saw her employer coming out of the room.

Farzan smiled, before then getting closer to the dining table.

“Later noon let me just spend it, Bi.” Farzan sipped coffee after he finished talking.

“What sir does not bother?” ask the woman a little doubt.

Farzan glanced at the maid, smiled and put the cup to the table.

“No, because I now if noon does like to get out of the office, so later all shopping,” replied Farzan. “Aibi just write what is not here, later I shop,” he added.

Bi Sum was a little hesitant, not usually Farzan shopping because the man used to give all the affairs of home needs to him, only this time the old woman knew if Farzan would shop. To think if maybe Farzan want to shop because it has been used to living alone for a few days.

Farzan himself wants to shop of course there is a certain intent, what it is of course he who knows.

**

When the taste is dead, there is another feeling that now appears to accompany the heart. Cool the soul that had been arid, and illuminate the dream that was originally dark.

That afternoon Farzan left the company during the break, of course the man would go to Chila's school to meet the little girl. Farzan walked out of the elevator while in the company lobby. All eyes were on the man as Farzan looked more cheerful than in previous days.

“Have you heard about the news that said Mr Farzan would divorce his wife?” ask a female staff member who is in the lobby with other staff. They were staring at Farzan who was walking towards the lobby door.

“Truely, which husband withstands women so. Beautiful outside only, but her heart is rotten.”

“If Mr Farzan is widowed, do we have a chance to be his wife?”

Suddenly the question popped out, making the other staff directly stare at the staff who was talking.

“You are right too, we have a chance to approach Mr Farzan, ‘kan?”

The other staff nodded, not knowing what to think until they finally dispersed.

**

Sandra had just packed the file and sketch that had just been checked. He looked at the watch where it was time for Chila to come home. Sandra wanted to hurry away because she did not want to make Chila wait for a long time.

“Mothers want to come out to pick up Chila?” ask Sandra's staff when they see the woman coming out of the room.

“Iya, as always,” replied the woman was friendly. “If anyone starts, as usual ask to leave a message,” Sandra said later.

The staff also understood. Sandra walked out of the division room, until when she reached the door, Sandra passed Gilang—ayah Kenzo.

“You picked up Chila?” ask the man.

“Ya, Sir,” Sandra replied. “Why are you here?” ask Sandra back.

“If you want to pick me up, let me take you. Isn't your car not finished being repaired.” Gilang.

Sandra wanted to reply to Gilang's offer, until the phone held rang. He looked at the mobile phone where a chat message came in. Sandra was quite surprised by the message she received, before then looking at Gilang who was waiting for her.

“I have an appointment with a friend too, so no need to be escorted,” reject Sandra smooth.

“Friends?” Gilang frowned.

Sandra folded her lips, before then looking for an excuse.

“So, he asked me to accompany shopping, so later after taking Chila home, just accompanied him,” to Sandra as well.

Gilang formed the letter ‘O’ with lips, before then nodding understandably.

“Ya already,” said Gilang later. Though the man also wanted to meet Chila because it had not played with the little girl for a long time. “On your car, do not want to change it?” asked Gilang as he stepped with Sandra towards the elevator.

“No need, as long as it can still be repaired and used, it's okay to wear it,” Sandra replied. He just felt bad about Gilang. The man was too kind to him, providing for all his needs and the princess, until he was once thought to be the man's affair. However, now everything changed after Gilang refer to his wife—Liana. All the accusations about being the man's infidelity eventually disappeared.

Gilang itself is good and attention to Sandra and Chila is only limited to a sense of responsibility. Sandra's husband died trying to help her, making Gilang feel guilty and think that she should protect and take care of Sandra and Chila.

“But strike often,” says Gilang.

Sandra stopped pressing the button to open the elevator, then looked at the man who had always been nice to her with a smile.

“It's okay, it's still a pity if sold,” reply Sandra. He pushed a button, opened the elevator door and both came in.