Widow Killer Rises
Chapter 35. Love Oh Love

‘Oh my God why is the person I just told Sari even here?’ murmured Saras inwardly, the beautiful woman did not expect that the man who was troubling her heart would suddenly be in front of her. 

“Surya ..!”

Reflexes of her beautiful lips called out the name of the man who was just a few seconds ago talked to Sari, even without mentioning the name. Why do they have to meet like this twice in 24 hours? 

The handsome man who dressed modestly but remained dazzling turned his head, feeling his name being called by someone. With just one glance circulating, the man quickly found a familiar source of sound in his sense of hearing. Although surprised and excited, Surya did not forget to give thanks to God who had moved his footsteps to the angkringan mas Pomo shop. 

'Thank God, only you can grant your servant's request. Yes, that girl, Sarasku is in front of my eyes at the moment, Surya muttered inwardly, a smile etched thinly on her sexy lips. 

Surya blinked once more to ascertain whether what he saw just now was real or just a mere hallucination. The handsome man with an athletic body was now convinced that he had not misheard and did not see wrong, the owner of the voice that called him was Saras.

Reflexes alone sweet lips belonging to a man named Surya singun smile so they see Who is the person who accidentally sat at one of the table lesehan in angkringan mas Pomo. 

“Sa-saras …? You —”

The man's mouth was so unable to speak again so happy that he was confused to say what to the woman who had met since last afternoon, able to make Surya mind fog. It occurred to her mind to contact Jamoe Jitoe company just want to get a woman's mobile number from her past. 

“Surya, you have been here often?” sapa Saras covered the nervousness of Surya, the beautiful woman was the smartest to process the situation. Surya who found Saras ordinary, his nervousness also subsided. 

“Yes, I am one of the best subscriptions mas Pomo,” Surya replied with a smile and narcissistic. He quickly took a position opposite Saras Sit and now they are both facing  

“Den nice, tonight want to eat what?” tanya mas Pomo who with flash style approached Saras and Sari table. As Surya said earlier, Saras could see what kind of mas Pomo serve Surya the best customer. 

“Please give me the whole what is ordered this beautiful mbak yes, mas Pomo!” pinta Surya who already does not want to bother choosing a menu, and of course this will make Saras happy because he will eat the same menu. 

“I mean Mas ... the menu would like to be equated with mbak Saras?” tanya Mas Pomo wants to make sure what she just heard from her nice den. 

“Yes mister Pomo, cepet yes Mas, do not use long!” pinta Surya with a little joking. 

Mas Pomo immediately stood up straight by stomping his feet and shaking his blangkon a little, then without saying much more, the friendly and funny man had already darted into his angkringan entourage that had been in trouble by customers. 

Surya turned back to face Saras who stopped his chewing because he was enjoying the familiarity of Pomo and Surya mas which he thought was very cool to enjoy. What a pleasant Sunday night, that's what Saras thought. 

Even the universe seemed to be blessing him to return to sulking despair that had once been lost and never found. His mind was now erratic with a slight glance to the left and to the right, then his palm every moment rubbed his face as if he could not believe if the person he saw was Saraswati the woman of his dreams in the past until now.

Saras is busy with the charm of a Surya, a few seconds or maybe minutes they miss with each other and do not care at all about the existence of Sari. 

The flirtatious widow felt neglected, her existence unrecognized by the two beings who were currently equally enchanted. Sari slightly changed his position, his mouth was itching to spray two people who were not knowing themselves. But Sari has to suppress emotions for the sake of the image she has to keep in front of the handsome creature of her dreams. 

“Ekhem, sorry Saras ma'am and Surya sir, did you forget that I was here?” said Sari who suddenly made both of them shocked and turned together towards Sari. Smile-style advertising in the display Sari to spread the charm to handsome men in front of Saras. 

“Yes Allah Ri! I'm sorry, sorry bebeb don't sulk ya, I was surprised if there was Surya here, hehehe, hehe,” answered Saras with a look made to be sad but still able to laugh begging for forgiveness from Sari's annoyance. 

“Just relax Mom, thank God mom has returned to the conscious, yuk continued eating,” invite Sari with a little eye glancing towards Surya, and, she wanted Sari the handsome man would feel bad for her then greet and get acquainted with her. 

But all seems beyond the delusion of Sari, the handsome guy was a henchman without being disturbed in the slightest by deheman Sari and Saras who felt bad for his friend.   

‘Did this man have no ears, huh? I reprimand that he doesn't get blas! Oohh brother handsome reprimand me this bang,’ Sari groans in the heart, Surya really not disturbed in the slightest. 

“This order den nice, monggo enjoyed, good night weekly ya mbak-mbak and den nice.” Mas Pomo came up with a dish in a tray full of Surya orders just now. 

“Tengkiu mister Pomo,” replied Surya Friendly, and obviously it made Sari grunt, the turn of the thick mustache mas greeted, Surya will reply him kindly, Surya will reply, while Sari who was clearly interrupting the action of the eyes of the two of them, not in her grave at all. 

Mas Pomo did not immediately dart, this time he chose a slow motion movement in order to be able to pay attention to the three special customers. 

“What is the good den of his fellow workmate Mbak Saraswati and also participated in entertaining his intentions to diet?” muttered mas Pomo lirih almost inaudible, not usually den nice it was eating with abundant portions like that. 

‘How many people today do something terrible, overeating, while there are still many people who need a mouthful of rice to prop up the stomach. The world does not suit little people like me.’ Mas Pomo muttered to himself in his heart. 

That is the point of view of Mas Pomo who always pay attention to his customers and take wisdom from what he sees and he hears as a lesson in his life that wanders into this big city. 

“Love oh love, somehow can turn a cold figure into cheerful, ahaiii .. I'm good at singing also nih.” Talk alone while giving satire to the figure he just served. Don't forget the hook.