Widows Complex
20. FAILED TOGETHER

At 16:30 p.m.

The son was done with his task of meeting Imelda into his room. After getting the authorization, allow himself to enter. The son entered Imelda's workroom.

“There's a Put?” imelda asked after Putra stood on the right side of her desk.

“Are we going home fast today?” The son asked back.

“Iya, happens to be the task for monthly is done. Where are you going?”

“Do you want to go to the movies with me?” take the Son seriously.

“Mau!” suhut Imelda fast.

“I'm taking you today, because I want to make up for that delayed schedule. Do you really not mind watching alone with a minor like me?”

“Of course not. If so, let's go!” bring Imelda spirit.

Imelda tidied up her work documents, then took Putra to hurry out of her room. Along the foot stepped, Imelda's lips continued to smile greeting employees he passed, it made his employees feel strange.

Imelda's footsteps came to a halt as one of the employees blocked her path.

“Come, where are you going?” ask a female employee to wear an orange hijab.

“You watch, why?” suhut Imelda honest.

“Wah, I want to watch. Can you come bu?” connect his male employees.

“Ikut, good. Is your job done?”

“Already dong, mom! How, can we not come? Coincidentally tonight there is a movie that we have been waiting for a long time!”

“True, there are romance movies that are so heartbreaking. We can follow you, ma'am!”

“Mother calm down, we watch not ask for money. We use each other's money!"

The excitement of Imelda employees want to ask permission to be allowed to watch together continues to sound so that the Son must step in first to leave Imelda.

“Already invited!” said Putra as he continued to step towards the car park.

“Alright, you can all come, but pay each one!” chirps Imelda, both legs run small towards the car where the Son is waiting for him.

“Good ma'am!” sahut the employees simultaneously.

Putra and Imelda's car slowly drove away from the company building, followed by the employees coming from behind on their motorbikes to the cinema.

For a moment in the car the atmosphere felt awkward. The son was silent with his flat face, while Imelda repeatedly glanced at the flat face.

‘However, is the Son angry with me. Aih, surely in his heart he, wants to take me alone. Not many like this. This way, Imelda's inner’, her hand clasped her skirt.

“Why?” tanya Putra realized Imelda's nervous attitude.

“Anu...are you mad at me?” suhut Imelda asked.

“No!”

“If not, why do you keep quiet like this?” ask Imelda curiously.

“I just wanted to invite you to watch it together as my apology for canceling your invitation at that time. But...” Son's speech came to a halt, as the look in his eyes glanced at the left penny glass. The employees were seen laughing on each of their faces. “But, after seeing the faces of employees so eager to come along, I could not refuse it either. Maybe indeed we are not allowed to watch together,” continued Putra, his eyes returned to focus on the road.

“Pardon the attitude of my employees, yes!” sorry Imelda is sincere.

“Relax, I didn't say if I wanted to hear an apology from your lips. The most important thing right now that I have to see is seeing you happy,” said Putra made Imelda misunderstand.

“Thanks,” murmured Imelda.

20 Minutes later, cars and motorcade employees entered the movie theater's parking lot.The other 20 employees followed Imelda and Putra's footsteps from behind to the movie theater. Once at the place of booking tickets and seats, so that the booking table is not filled with employees, Putra decided to represent the employees take tickets and seats.

2 Hours waiting, finally their film began. The son, Imelda, and 20 other employees immediately entered and sat in their respective seats. There was a 15-minute wait, and the film finally began.

2 Hours later, the movie was finished. Son and Imelda parted ways with 20 employees in the parking lot. Just out of the movie theater, Imelda offers a dinner together outside.

“Son,” call Imelda, Putra takes a quick glance and refocuses on the highway.

“Iya!”

“You hungry?” ask Imelda.

“Yes, do you want to eat?” the son asked back.

“Yes, how about we eat out. This time I'm the dealership,” proposed Imelda as his apology.

“Actually I don't like eating out.”

“So where do you want dinner?” ask Imelda confused.

“I will eat at home only,” said Putra with the view still focused on the road.

“What if I cooked dinner for you!”

“No need, I don't want to bring a woman to my house,” reject Gentle Son.

“Loh, why?”

“I'm not good with the mothers in the complex. If I accept you into my house, they will definitely come in. It really made me dizzy,” explained Putra, his hands began to massage his temples felt throbbing at the thought of the furore of the mothers in the complex.

“Alright, I'll cook from home only. After the cooking is done, I will deliver it to your home!” imelda is lethargic.

For a moment the Son glanced at Imelda's disappointed face, he quietly took a breath, and began to say.

“No need, finish shower and pray I will go directly to your house,” said Putra makes Imelda's heart happy.

“Really?!”

“Iya!”

“Alright, I'll have a great meal for you tonight!”

After a 1-hour journey to their home complex. Finally, Imelda's car entered the gate. The son immediately came home to perform Isya prayer. Imelda herself walked to the front of the complex, wanting to buy materials in a mini market not far from her alley.

Just halfway ahead, Imelda had to stop her footsteps when she met Maya.

“Eh, jeng Maya,” greet Imelda friendly.

Maya stopped her footsteps.

“Where are you dressed neatly?” ask Maya curious.

“This, I just got home from work and want to go to the front mini market to buy less groceries,” said Imelda did not cover anything.

“Tumben, want any guests?” ask Maya, getting curious.

“Putra said he wanted to visit dinner to the house finished praying,” said Imelda.

“Ouh, if so I go first, yes!” pamit Maya's.

“Iya, jeng,” said Imelda, he stepped back.

Didn't want to let Imelda just alone in the house. Maya soon finds a way to foil Imelda's dinner with the Son. Along the way he kept thinking and thinking, until his footsteps brought him to a halt in front of the porch of the house of the Son.

“I have to do it!” muttered Maya, her right leg began to rise to the top of the terrace of the house.

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