Widow Kepentok Duda

Widow Kepentok Duda
A coincidence


The four of them had dinner together, it was because Sandra asked Bi Sum to join because she felt the menu at the table was also very much. They talked warmly, occasionally heard laughter until the room was so alive.


“Mother has known Mister for a long time?” bi Sum asked as the two stood in front of the washbak to clean the tableware.


Bi Sum had already banned Sandra from helping because she was a guest, but Sandra, who was used to living simply and doing all her own work, insisted on helping.


“Not yet, maybe just a few days,” Sandra replied as is. He glanced back where Farzan was sitting on the floor with Chila, both of whom were engrossed in drawing.


Bi Sum glanced at Farzan, then looked at Sandra. Seeing that the woman was different from Grisel, there was a sincerity and kindness in Sandra's gaze, that was the middle-aged woman's judgment.


“I have never seen the Master as he is now, precisely after marrying Mrs Grisel,” Bi Sum revealed what is known. “The once jolly master, became a little quiet after living with the woman,” added the middle-aged woman with a bitter smile on the face.


Sandra who was initially glancing at Chila, then looked towards the woman who was now standing next to her. Sandra knew how Farzan and Grisel's household was doing, but certainly did not dare to ask further because it was clearly not her right.


“Yes, I know a little about their household because Farzan once told me,” Sandra replied.


Bi Sum smiled wryly, then went back to talking. “Sorry if I am presumptuous, but your marriage has not been okay for many years. Only you who still survive because you think marriage is sacred and should not be used as a toy. However, it seems to make your happiness disappear, which there is only pressure every day. Until Mr decided to divorce, then today I see you can be happy as before.”


Bi Sum stopped talking, looking at Sandra who had been listening since.


“What is it because of you?” ask Bi Sum then.


Sandra was aghast at the question of the woman in front of her, how could Farzan change because of her.


“Ah .. no. Maybe it was just a coincidence. After all he was free from the woman, maybe that makes Farzan happy,” replied Sandra, then turned to Farzan who seemed so happy to play with Chila.


**


Farzan was in the car driving Sandra and Chila. He could not let the two men go home in a taxi.


“I think your show will invite a lot of people.” Sandra finally protested.


Farzan pursed his lips while focusing on the street. While Sandra immediately glanced because Farzan did not immediately reply.


“I do not have many friends, even friends may not even have, except business partners,” said Farzan.


Sandra frowned, then looked at Farzan who was driving. “Why?”


“Because Grisel,” replied Farzan.


Sandra's forehead increasingly appears fine wrinkles because of confusion.


“Grisel is jealous, often suspicious, making me choose not to hang out with anyone and often cold just to avoid. I tried to keep her heart, but she kept making my heart break.” Farzan smiled wryly if he remembered that.


Sandra was silent, it turned out that Farzan love so willing to do everything to please the beloved, but unfortunately his wife was so stupid because it had hurt and released a man as good as Farzan. That's what Sandra's thinking right now.


“But it was the past, at least now I have friends that are you and Chila,” said Farzan and immediately got a reply a smile from Sandra.


“If I can, I want more,” murmured later.