Halal Love of the Senior
Last Day

"Mas Rendra, please invite Ale to pick me up." Dita glanced at her smiling husband triumphantly while driving the car.

"Let your guide know yourself. The wife of the man is approached" said Rendra casually.

"It's a good thing Ale wants to be invited to cooperation and not fuss." Rendra touched the head of her son who was sitting on Dita's lap. "Good job, My Son."

Dita smiled amusedly at the words of her husband. In her heart she was grateful, the man sitting beside her was using an elegant manner to keep Abhimanyu away from her. Make it no longer need to ask the supervisor to keep a distance with him.

"Darling, did you see that expression when I introduced myself? Very funny." Rendra chuckled while glancing at his wife.

"Lagian Mas Rendra fad so much earlier. Until you bring Ale all. Just make a scene at the office."

"That's called strategy, honey. What matters is that everything is going well and according to plan. One pat can be many flies." Rendra started to boast.

"She didn't snort just now. Try it if I was alone, he wouldn't believe it. So I'm taking Ale as proof of our love, honey."

"Tuh, listen, son. Baba's using you." Dita spoke to Ale.

"Ale would agree with my actions. He certainly did not want the bubble seduced by other men. It looks like me."

"Yes, if you're united, I'll lose later." Dita pursed her lips.

"We're doing a little shit for Ale, honey. Let's break even. One support me, one support darling ya." Rendra glanced flirtatiously at Dita.

"Remember doctor Lita's message, Mas. Wait for Ale 1.5 years first at least. Thank goodness for 2 years. Very ambitious to give Ale sister. He still can't walk."

"Let's be young, honey. Later the child is grown, we do not look wrinkled. Let's be considered her brother Ale," Rendra sloroh.

Dita sneering. "Keep trying to spread the same charm of his friends Ale?"

"Yes, no. I've got a beautiful and godly wife looking for another one. Can be slit I'm the same Mas Adi."

"So just afraid of being slashed by Mas Adi?" Pretended angry.

"Dapetin Akhtar bubunya just as Ale aja hard, time want me to release it. Not likely. You are the one I share my life with. Just you and only you, My Love."

"Gombal," said Dita who laughed amusedly.

"Where have I ever been a tombal, honey. Everything I said came from my heart."

"Son, Baba's starting to fight. Tomorrow if Ale's big can't be gombalin girls." Dita asked Ale to speak again.

"Astaghfirullah, who likes girlfriends girls, baby. Don't slander. I'll punish you at home" Rendra said.

"Prophe lash, son. We'll play together later, if Baba's still craving." Dita even more seductive her husband.

...---oOo---...

The next day, Dita left for an internship as usual. There was something a little different when he met some of the employees. Most of them are familiar. Greeting and inviting him to talk even if just asking for news. They usually smile and bow their heads when they meet.

When Dita entered the room, Citra also became more friendly. Back as before. Perhaps, his roommate had not considered him a rival anymore to get Abhimanyu. Or is there any other meaning? I don't know, only Image and God know.

"Anin, I wait in my room" Abhimanyu ordered. The man no longer entered Dita and Citra's room as usual, only popping his head between the open door.

"Good, Brother," said Dita. Rendra's wife immediately tidied up the documents she was reading so as not to fall apart when left to meet Abhimanyu later.

"Sir Citra, I went to Abim's room first" he said before leaving.

"Yes," retorted Citra without taking her eyes off her laptop screen.

Tok.

Dita knocked on the door of Abhimanyu's room. Even though the door was open, he had to keep knocking as a sign of courtesy.

Abhimanyu looked up as soon as he heard the door being knocked. "Come in, Nin," he said later.

He entered the room of his guide without closing the door. Leave the doors half open, so that all who pass by can see them and not cause slander.

"Sister Abim, is there a need with me?" tanya Dita after standing in front of the Abhimanyu table.

"Sit down, Nin." Abhimanyu re-ruled. "Wait a minute, I'll have to send you an email first."

"Good, Brother." Dita then sat down in front of Abhimanyu. They sat face to face, separated by a work table made of teak wood of the number one quality. From the chair, Dita can see that today the appearance of his guide is somewhat different. His face looked haggard and his clothes were a little messy, unlike the usual one which was very neat. What did her husband do yesterday to the point of having a big effect on Abhimanyu?

"Anin," called Abhimanyu while still staring at his monitor screen after a while.

"Yes, Brother."

"Why didn't you tell me you already have a husband and children?" asked Abhimanyu who remained seemingly busy typing on the keyboard.

"Sorry, Brother. I've told you a few times about it, but Abim always cut my talk," replied Dita.

"So, it's my fault for cutting your talk?" Abhimanyu stopped his activities, turning to look at the woman he failed to get his heart.

"Bu—kan so, Brother. I was probably wrong to be dishonest from the start. But when submitting the file from campus there is a photocopy of my ID card in it. The ID card says that I am married. I think Abim has read and knows my status."

Abhimanyu let out a long breath. Yeah, he remembered that. However, because when he first met Dita was already fascinated, he ignored reading in detail all his files. He only skimmed through his attachments.

"You're right, Nin. I was wrong. I didn't thoroughly read all your files." Abhimanyu acknowledged his ignorance.

"Your age is young, why did you marry and have children? Your college is still semester six. You're not an MBA (Married By Accident) are you?" abhimanyu asked as he looked at the female netra in front of him.

Dita shaking. "It's actually my personal business and it's not related to my internship. There is no obligation to explain. But let there be no more misunderstandings, I will answer Brother Abim's question."

"I did marry young, Sis, when I was 19. It was just second semester. My father married me to Mas Rendra because he did not allow us to date and to avoid adultery."

"Initially Mas Rendra came to the house just asking permission from my father to make me a girlfriend. But, father did not give permission. If it is serious Mas Rendra must propose to me. After a long thought finally Mas Rendra proposed to me, at that time we immediately married my father. So I've been married to Mas Rendra for two and a half years and have two children. But my first child was called by God at seven months of age. Ale it, our second child."

Abhimanyu gasped at Dita's explanation. He did not expect that the woman who once filled his heart was very guarded by his honor by his father. Making him eliminate the bad prejudices that had been on his mind.

Secretly, he also admired Rendra who directly came to Dita's parents. The gentlemanly figure. It is only fitting that Dita would accept it. He who was almost the head of three never once came to see the parents of his ex-girlfriends to ask permission to date their children.

"I'm so sorry for what happened to your first child, Nin," Abhimanyu said after a moment of silence.

"Thank you, Brother."

"Send my regards to your husband. I envy her because she can get your love."

"God willing, I will tell you. Is there anything else you want to talk about, brother?"

"No, Nin. You can go back to your room."

"Nin," call Abhimanyu again when Dita is at the doorstep.

"Yes, Brother." Dita turned her body, standing in place while facing the guide.

"I'm sorry to ask you to talk outside of work" Abhimanyu said.

Dita smile. "It's okay, Brother. Hopefully after this there will be no more misunderstandings."

Abhimanyu nodded and returned Dita's smile.

"Any more, brother?"

Abhimanyu. "No, you can go back to work."

He lowered his head and walked out of the room.

Abhimanyu took a deep breath after Dita was no longer seen from where he was sitting. He must now be willing to accept the fact that his love has withered before it even develops. New to Dita, she feels a deep interest. Moreover, Dita is the first woman who since the beginning of her presence has captivated the heart. His hope to establish love and household with the apprentice student really must be dashed.

Why God is so cruel. When he has found true love but can not have. It is impossible to win Dita's heart because she knows the magnitude of their love bond. Moreover, Rendra is not a man who can be underestimated. Yesterday's incident has left him dead and embarrassed. Should she go back to being a womanizer who always spread love everywhere?

...---oOo---...

Dita was finally able to pass through the internship calmly. Rendra's actions that have made a scene have a big impact that is profitable for him. Everyone was friendly and helped him a lot.

Rendra kept his promise to provide shopping vouchers for Osu cafe and Ale Wear for all employees. In addition, he also gave lunch on the last day of his wife's internship. Of course they welcomed him with joy. Who refuses to get free food and vouchers.

We cleaned up everything on his desk before going home and saying goodbye to everyone. Although only briefly, but many things he got during the internship. Proving that in the world of work practice is not as easy as when in college. Even though doing college assignments is not an easy thing.

"Sister Abim, thank you for accepting and guiding me during my internship here. Sorry if there was any mistake and khilaf that I did. Hopefully the company will be more advanced and successful" said Dita when saying goodbye to Abhimanyu.

"Thank you, Nin. Sorry also if during your internship here there are many shortcomings. Hopefully your lecture is also smooth and can be a reliable architect someday" replied Abhimanyu.

"Aamiinu. Thank you, Brother. Maybe for some time I was still bothering Abim in the work of my report."

"It's okay, Nin. That was my job. Don't mind if I have something to help."

"Thank you, Brother. I'll take care of it."

"Yes, Nin. Greetings to your husband and Ale."

Dita nodded and then came out of Abhimanyu's room. Next he said goodbye to Citra.

"Sister Citra, thank you for helping me so much during my internship. I'm sorry if there's anything wrong and wrong that I did" he told a roommate.

"Yes, equally, Dita. I'm sorry I ever talked to you. It's because I feel jealous of you. But it turns out I was wrong to insult people who are married" Citra replied.

Dita smile. "Have forgotten all that, brother. Think it never happened."

"I can't possibly forget because I feel so ashamed of you. It turns out you and your husband are very nice people."

"That is because our disgrace is closed to Allah, Brother. We're not that good."

"No, you keep going low. I'm really sorry and sorry for ever accusing you of anything." The image apologizes again.

"I have forgiven Mr Citra for a long time. I know Kak Citra was originally good, maybe at that time there was a demon passing by and pumping Brother," always Dita to melt the atmosphere.

Imagra laughed at Dita's jokes. He admired women who were much younger but had more mature thoughts than him. "Yes, the jealous demon who has been pumping me," he replied jokingly as well.

"I say yes, Brother. Hopefully, Citra's career will be better." Dita invites Citra to shake hands. The attractive-looking woman hugged Dita after they shook hands.

"Thank you, Dita. We can still be friends, right?" tanya Citra after breaking down the hug.

"certain, Brother. Do not let our friendship rope be cut off. Call if you want to go to the cafe or to the boutique, if there is no event, I will come" replied Dita.

"OKAY. May your family be the same. Smooth college and be a cool architect," Citra sincere prayer.

"Aamiinu. Same prayer for Citra."

"I'm not married yet, who is it?" citra Canda.

"May soon someone justify Kak Citra," Dita's prayer later.

"Aamiin," Citra said out loud.

After saying goodbye to everyone, Dita left the internship office with various feelings. There are many things that have been passed there both fun and not. He would never forget the merits of those who once did good to him during his apprenticeship. True prayer may Allah repay their kindness with multiplied rewards.

Rendra was already waiting for him in front of the office with Ale. The routine that her husband has been doing for the past few years. As if, the man who had made her fall in love, was not satisfied to tell everyone that she already had a husband and children.

"We go home now, Mas," he said after greeting Rendra and holding his son as usual.

"Everyone's saying goodbye?"

"It has. They all thanked me for the lunches and discount vouchers. Mas Rendra, also got a greeting from Abim."

"Wa'alaikumussalam," replied Rendra who still felt jealous of his wife's guidance even though it was not as big as before.

...---oOo---...

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