
"Farid is a widower. Divorced two years ago. His household only lasted 5 years and 7 months. His ex-wife used to be a model. They got divorced because his wife didn't want to. Farid wants his wife to reduce activity. It has been modified to open a boutique, but still accept the offer to become an advertising model. Sometimes promotions get out of town. Her husband stayed for days. She was reminded many times but still stubborn, and eventually even sued her husband for divorce... " While cleaning the sheet of paper, Ms. Endang told me.
By then the clock had shown at half 6 p.m. And I was still at school accompanying Ms. Endang. Helped him collect the report files and asked me to type them.
I'm still silent. Sometimes nodding while listening to Bu Endang's story about the man.
" Mr Ninis is just diem. Just oh, ham, hem, ham, hem... What do you think of Mama Ninis himself? Do you like being introduced to Mas Farid? lucky if you can get him. He's very established. His career as a lawyer was also good. His wife was not grateful. Is it natural, if the husband asks for care? though Farid it if it is dear.. It's amazing, unfortunately.. He's a good kid, Pinter again. He just wants his wife to understand him. As a normal man, he wants his wife to have more time for him, can accompany him to breakfast, can be a place for him to tell stories, especially he also already wants to have children..."
"Yes Mom. That's all that came out of my mouth. But Farid is too high for me. I am even a less. I am just an elementary school teacher, my appearance is like this too. There's no pulling the strings, ma'am. Can directly down the storm Tornado times ma'am, if he's up to want to be with me..."
"Bu Endang laughed loudly, "you are funny too... Haha... You are calm! let me set it..." Farid's mother was my best friend since childhood. We both live in the Brimob complex. You could say we were like brothers. Everywhere always together. After each of us got married, we got separated. Just met again after Farid 5th grade Elementary and went to school at Elementary School where Mom taught. They just moved from Papua. His father Mas Farid was a former police chief in Papua and then moved to Jakarta."
" So yeah that's the story, Nis. Thank goodness you can click. His mother had wanted to be with Mom to help find a wife for Mas Farid. Mama just wants Farid that there is a ngurusin. Her mother was often sick.. "
I nodded back. Hey, the pikeean is very ni head until ngangug all. Not necessarily he wants to be with me. Ngaca Nis, ngaca, whispered my heart. Uh, but nothing is impossible.
There was no reason for me then to reject his proposal. My age is over 30. It is well worth getting married. Even my sister is married and each has two children. Looks like this Chief Plontos is also a good and responsible man. He was also very polite to my parents.
Bismillah, may this man be my last port. I've been tired many times made disappointed and played by some men .. Some used to be serious and met my parents but the tip could only hurt. There are also those who have asked me to leave and then suddenly canceled because they were shocked to see the bad condition of my house..There are also those who claim to be single even though they already have a wife's child. Praise be to Allah.. My prayer was finally answered. I am very grateful to Ms. Endang.
The wedding was held wisely and simply. Without inviting many people. There is no accompaniment to songs or lively entertainment. In accordance with my wishes. I've always dreamed of a simple wedding. No ribet. It feels uncomfortable if you have to appear in thick makeup and then displayed for hours.. The man who proposed to me agreed. He said he was traumatized by the wedding.
Her first wedding, which was celebrated on a festive basis, lasted only five years. Be both of us a no-buss couple. The wedding procession went well. I still can't believe it. All this happened so fast. Introductions, proposals and now marriage. Until this second, I still couldn't believe it. That flamboyant, cool-looking guy is now my priest. It really is like a dream. The procession of jeez that will lead me to the next gosh-astaga. All surprising.
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