Drunk Duda (Ceria Skalane Time)
MD98'S. History of Ria
“Can't be me, Dik. I have a real partner.“
Why is my mouth talking like this? I'll be stuck alone if it's like this.
“Oh yes? But said your brother-in-law, you don't have a partner. Me too, have been chatting with your brother kok, he may if you want.“ His eyes widened in disbelief.
“Yes how are you? I wish someone else was, brother. Don't know, how I ended up fighting to him. But, I hope he also placed great hopes on me.“ I did a lot of talking this time.
“Yes I wish you, Ria. You just need to open your heart, you just need to accept me.“ She spoke very softly, holding my hand.
I claim that all men are selfish. I feel that all men are full of ambition. I have an understanding that all men have a strategy with soft speech for the sake of a woman.
“Why? In fact, you don't know me any deeper. You don't know my real name, you don't know my family, you don't even know who I am and the origin of my personal life. Why are you so trusting of me? Why are you so sure you chose me? What if I didn't live up to your expectations? What if I turned out to be so bad for a good female benchmark in your opinion? What if I can't love happiness for you? How about if later I abuse you and even more make you angry? Your profession is good, your career is good, is there nothing to lose if you have to choose a Ria?“ I let my hand stay held by him.
I tried to look at his innermost intent, from the look in his eyes that were so focused on me as I spoke. It's really a four-eye talk, his eyes seem so deep it means what I mean.
“What's the point? You looking for an excuse?“ I didn't think it turned out that Dika asked back.
I thought, he would try at length to explain his presence in my life. I also thought, that Dika was trying to uncover myself according to the information he got.
“Tak, Dikot. I feel like you're looking for a profit, knowing nothing about me, but you just love me status.“ I let go of his hand, I remembered my grumpy husband.
“I'm not careless, Ria. I know Aceh noodles are spicy. Back then, I just wanted to know your response.“
Ehh? Hows it? What does this have to do with Acehnese noodles?
“Dika…. You understand it's just a human reflex.“ I don't think that it was a good deed.
“But you care about your surroundings, Ria. I'm a stranger and you care about me, a man you don't know. You're not even excited to call me, when you know I work on flights. I understand, about some women who are crazy about their careers and their partner's profession. Meanwhile, you just called me after I gave you the re-encoding at the airport. You're not crazy about my career and profession, Ria. You're different according to me. I video call you, I offer you a refund for the food I've eaten. But not a single bit did you fall asleep and send your account number to really transfer the funds. You don't count, you're not stingy, Ria. You also do not seem familiar and friendly with my mother, meaning you do not seek attention to my mother and try to approach my mother. You're not imaging me, Ria. You are what you are and I think you are a good woman.“
“Dik, you're too much into a plan.“ I don't know what words to say.
“Because I'm tired, Ria. I want to get married soon, but I don't want to just choose a partner. Four times I tried that cake and you're the only female response I think is the most I'd ever hope for. The first woman, even immediately excited when I gave her a business card and she knew I was working on a flight. The second woman, she immediately responded when I asked for a refund. The third woman, she capers to the mother and the imaging snobs really to the mother. Those three women, I blocked everything. I was desperate actually, but it turned out that this fourth one was as expected. You're hard to get, too, Ria. You make me curious.“ He rubbed my cheek and he smiled broadly.
“I'm afraid you're unlucky for choosing me, brother. Better, you find another one. I'm not arrogant, I just know myself.“ I retreated my position, I kept my distance from him.
“Why did you say this? You sick?“ He immediately closed his mouth. “I mean, you have a dangerous disease? Sorry, not sassy.“
Ak shook. “Not because of that too, Dik. Thank God, I am healthy. I'm just complicated, you won't be able to accept everything.“
Should I open up about my educational background and a little about my family history?
“Yes you tell me, Ria. How's it? Let me understand.“
Our conversation was an advertisement, because the housekeeper passed by putting a floor cleaning robot.
“I son TKW.“ I paused for a moment, I noticed his reaction. I realized the change was quite a surprise.
“You are here take education right?“
The question seems to lead that I am from among the family, right? So, it is clearly impossible if TKW children dive into foreign education like this. Yes indeed in real life there may be, but I feel that Dika's speech leads to it.
“Iya.“ I took a longer breath, I prepared to open the next fact. “My father was a driver in Saudi Arabia, used to be. My mother, a maid in Saudi Arabia. They were one boss and they knew each other. As the love grew between them, my parents asked the employer for permission to marry. But, it turns out their employer did not give permission. Until finally, they decided to run away from the employer, they continued to look for agents who hired them illegally. My parents married Siri and they got me. Long story short, my real father died. He was buried there, because he could not be taken home because the process was difficult. Meanwhile, my parents' passports were withheld by their employers because they were on the run. Gradually I grew up, I did not know school at all. I can read, write, count from my mother. But that too, is only what he knows. Fortunately from the long story, can take us to Aceh. Unexpectedly, my mother's Indonesian employer, apparently she's my sister's in-law. So, this mother widowed one child while leaving for Saudi Arabia so the household assistant was.“
Look, he grimaces in disbelief. I'm sure, he's finally ilfeel.
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