Enmeshed in Old Virgin Love
CH-12
Before the match plan.
In the morning Darmawan was enjoying a cup of warm coffee made by his wife, Sulastri.
He enjoyed a cup of coffee while reading one of the news in the media. Suddenly Sulastri approached him.
“Mas how does his coffee taste?” sulastri asked herself to sit next to her husband.
“The feeling never changes. From the past until now. It tastes so sweet. Just like who made it,” replied Darmawan put a coffee glass in his grasp.
Even though they are old and have grown children. However, Darmawan still behaves romantically to his wife.
They can only talk like this when there are no children.
“Mas can aja,” says Sulastri blushed shyly.
“Mother why be ashamed of it. We are not young anymore, Mom. We've been together for 33 years. But, mother still be embarrassed if mas talk like that.”
“Yang said we are young who is mas?” sulastri.
“Buruan selurin his coffee mas. After that, take mom to the market for shopping. All the ingredients in the kitchen are up,” Sulastri continued.
Sulastri was a very shy and quiet woman when she was young. Accidental meeting at a place to eat in their village. Make Darmawan fall in love with the girl. From the first meeting already appeared the seeds of love between them.
Darmawan married Sulastri at a fairly young age. Bitter and bitter their lives arungi both. Their love and sorrow are always together.
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“Everything's been bought by Bu?” ask Darmawan to Sulastri who just came out of the market.
“Mas.”
“Nothing is missing ma'am. Or someone wants to buy? Try checking first.”
Sulastri checked the bag of crackles in his hand. Look at the contents in the bag of crackle. “No mas. Everything is already bought.”
“Mari mom. Let mas bring his groceries.” Darmawan took over the crackle bag from his wife's hand.
Darmawan and Sulastri went hand in hand. They talked to each other to the parking lot. The place where their vehicle is.
Suddenly someone hit Darmawan's body accidentally. Until the pocket of crackle that was in his grasp fell.
“Sorry, Sorry... I hunt!!!” said someone helped Darmawan take the bag of crackle that fell.
When they stand up. And look at each other's faces. They were silent for a moment, looking at each other's faces.
‘Like no stranger.’ Thought Darmawan.
“You Aditama???”
“You Darmawan???”
“Addicted.... we finally meet also.” Darmawan hugged Aditama.
They take off the hug. Aditama's eyes turned towards his wife. “Sulastri... your wife?” ask Darmawan.
“Not...he's my son.”
“Haha.... Ah.. You never changed Darmawan. Always kidding. Your wife's face hasn't changed much. She looks ageless.”
Sulastri replied with a faint smile.
“I always make her happy Aditama. You're just praising my wife. No praising me?”
“I want to praise you now. You still look dashing even though your face is already very visible wrinkles,” said Aditama chuckling.
“You also look very handsome Aditama. Even though your hair has shown its whitish color.”
Aditama laughed a little. From that first meeting they got closer to exchanging phone numbers.
Aditama and Darmawan were close friends during school. They separated when Aditama left his hometown to continue his education and after that he settled in the city.
After decades of not meeting. Ultimately, fate brought them together. The meeting that intertwines the rope of brotherhood with the matchmaking done by them to unite two people, namely Felly and Reyhan.
They met each other in between the busy lives of Aditama. The development of asking each other questions makes them aware of the fact that they have a child.
Both Darmawan and Aditama they agreed to betroth their child. After they tell each other the background and development of their children from toddler age to adulthood.