
That afternoon, Wafa invites Inneke to meet with Qia again. But before that, Wafa had to take Inneke to church first because he wanted to meet someone. Wafa doesn't know who that person is, but he'll still be waiting in the car.
"Why does he come to church every hour? Is he close to someone?" inner Wafa.
"But why did they meet in the house of their Lord? Huft, lest Inneke already have a girlfriend but not tell me?"
"Hmm, can't be allowed! I'm kepo!"
Wafa got out of the car. Before, he had not forgotten to lock the car first. Wafa has a random attitude as well. Sometimes it's soft, sometimes it can be a little annoying. Sometimes calm, but it can be more ridiculous if you are outside the pesantren.
"Well, which one did he enter, huh?" inner Wafa.
When walking to see where his best friend entered, Wafa accidentally collided with a small child.
"Oh, Deck, don't run around, yeah. Next time be careful, if later ja ... Grietta?"
"You're here? Who are you here with? Aren't you in school?" ask Wafa. "Eh, I forgot that he wouldn't answer" she said.
Grietta smiled sweetly at Wafa. Making the heart of the 20-year-old girl melted because of the facial wrinkle of Grietta. Wafa stroked the sweet girl's cheeks with gentleness. Grietta looks so comfortable caressed by Wafa.
"This sweet girl apparently needs affection. Son, what kind of suffering did you go through until you missed this kind of affection?" inner Wafa.
"Grietta! Grietta!"
"Grietta, where are you, son?"
A woman's voice calls out the name Grietta. The woman was wearing a bridal gown and a slightly thick makeup. That extremely slender body posture made Wafa wonder.
"Grietta, are you here, honey?" ask the woman. "Who are you? Has my daughter been bothering you?" coined.
"No. He was even nice to me. You are ... Grietta's mom?" ask Wafa.
"You know my son? Whoareyou? It's impossible if you're the teacher. My son did not go to school at yang— school." the woman's speech was changed and was like commenting on Wafa's fashion.
"I understand what you mean. I know Grietta because …." Wafa was confused to explain because of the situation.
"Because she is my future wife," suddenly the familiar-sounding voice of a man was heard by Wafa. Making Wafa dumbfounded because the one who said it was Bian.
Grietta's mother was Flanella Natania. 27 Years old and looks so hateful to Bian. Flanella is an entrepreneur as well and has a beauty salon that has several branches. So proud and always looking into the eyes of others. He just married his girlfriend.
"Wafa, introduce. She is Grietta's mother. He's my ex-wife and just got her married to her lover," Bian introduced Wafa to Flanella.
"But …"
Wafa's back speech was cut by Bian. "Ah, I forgot if you're so shy. All right, what if we had dinner together? I'll cook for you and Grietta" Bian said.
Wafa was just confused as to why Bian said that without asking for her approval.
"Grietta, grab and take Mr. Wafa to the car" Bian said. "Zaka, please take care of the gift I prepared for Miss Flanella" he ordered.
"Good, Master!"
Flanella protests to Bian about Wafa whom she suspects is her daughter's future stepmother. But, Bian did not care about what was said by his ex-wife, because it was not his business every Bian business at this time.
"Until any time, I will not give my beloved daughter to him. After all, Grietta under these conditions, was also caused by him!" bian swearing in his heart by clenching his hand.
Meanwhile, Wafa was still confused as to what was happening. Makes her look even more ridiculous because like a girl who has just grown up in adolescence, is being played by men her age.
"Wait on! I'm who? Where am I? Why am I holding a child? Then who can lure me out of this situation, huh!" inner Wafa.
Shortly after, Bian arrived. She came with a calm face even though in her heart was at a loss to say what. The atmosphere became awkward because Bian also felt bad about introducing Wafa as a future wife in front of his ex-wife.
"The words of the day, don't be put into the heart. She is my ex-wife and just got married. So .. ah, forget it. He's not important. Come on, let's talk more in the car." Bian was completely confused himself as well.
The atmosphere became awkward because really their second meeting instead there was an incident that confused the heart and mind. Bian and Wafa both turned their faces away because they did not know where to start.
"Itu—" they said simultaneously.
Heng~~~
Silent once again. Beyond expectations if a Bian can be nervous about facing women. In fact, every time always face important and more formal colleagues.
"Well, why can't I say anything in front of him?" inner Bian.
"Could be! Don't embarrass yourself, let alone this in front of a little girl, Bian. I can!" strengthen themselves again.
Bian looked at Wafa back. At that very moment, Wafa turned towards him.
"For the time being, can we take on the status of a partner? In front of my ex-wife. Not more. I'll pay you as a compensation fee," Bian could finally say and feel relieved
"That's pretending to be a couple, is it?" ask Wafa.
"Smart! Like that ..." said Bian.
Wafa became speechless, lowered his head and then, "i don't want to, it's a lie. Even if I get paid, the money is not lawful to me" Wafa refused.
"You …." Bian is upset but does not want to be angry.
"Aren't you able to move on from your ex-wife, sir? Mr. Bian, okay, from now on I will call you Mr. Bian," Wafa said, staring at Bian.
Wafa raised his hand to Bian's shoulder. "Move on, sir. She's already married. Come on, you can! Fighting, surely you will get a much better wife," Wafa instead patted Bian's shoulder gently while nodding his head.
"Jeez, be patient .." said Bian. "Do you see my face lamenting that my ex-wife is remarrying?" point Bian to his own face.
"Um .. Not like it," Wafa said after staring at Bian's face.
"Come, look again. Do I still look forward to my ex-wife coming back?" continued Bian.
Wafa approached Bian's face because they were whispering. So clearly Bian could see Wafa's clean and tiny face.
The deg!
The deg!
Suddenly a heart drum sounded. It was as easy as that Bian was stunned by Wafa's gaze. What happens next?