Suddenly a Husband
Bruit

"I've been waiting for you at the cafe it turns out to be here. Really not keeping promises!" Nilam sat in front of me. Her face was pouting, bent and somehow I saw her like Yohana a dozen years ago.

Astagfirullah. Quickly I reminded myself to be careful of the heart. Right now I'm in trouble with Yohana, moments like this are usually very clever demons once in, influencing our hearts to play heart. Moreover, my age is vulnerable with the name of the second puberty. So people say. "Who told you to sit there?" I looked at him bravely sitting there. "I don't allow you. Please find another seat, there are still many empty ones!" I said, While glancing at another place that is still empty.

"Father who promised to treat me, but you didn't make that promise. You know, I waited for half an hour. I had to go back to the office and ask the secretary where you were going. Fortunately he knew so I could follow you here." he replied lightly, instead of hesitating to blame me so that I regretted eating the food he gave me this morning.

"Okay, you please order, but don't eat here. Move to another table. I will pay for it." I chose the middle ground because I didn't want to waste time arguing with him. "Let's move. This break time is over. You can get a warning if you're late!" I said.

"It's okay, I'll tell you that I'm late because of you."

"Astagfirullah. Yes it's there, eat it!" I'm still trying to throw out. But Nilam was even more persistent. Sit there, order some food, then eat your bed with me.

Although there is nothing, it still makes me worry because this is still in the office environment. Worrying about seeing and thinking no-no. Now is the age where prejudice takes precedence over questioning.

I have told Nilam, because if there is gossip, usually like to be exaggerated. But Nilam doesn't care. He said, he never ignored the talk of others because he was not the one who lost, but others. The devotee will get sin and make a transfer of reward to the one who is rumored. "So no loss, right, sir? Even lucky!" he chuckled, then focused on devouring the ramen noodles he ordered.

Seeing this child eat freely without any burden, I was carried away, did not want to bother because we did not do anything. Just to fulfill a promise that I actually did not intend to promise him anything. After eating, we went back to the office.

***

As I thought, the name of gossip was very quick to break it. I overheard them talking about me and Nilam. Mr. Beni and his apprentice named Nilam had an affair. We no longer communicate after we leave the restaurant. He was busy with his duties and I got late with my work.

Two days to a week, the rumor finally disappeared along with us who were keeping our distance. But back to lip fruit when Nilam had to come with me when there was a tender. Actually he should have left in an office car with three other employees. Nilam came to learn the tender issue. However, I got home, the office car broke down so three other employees decided to take a taxi. Because Nilam apprentice, he was told to take the bus back to the office. That's when I accidentally ran into him. Seeing him stand long enough to wait for the bus and when the bus came, even full until Nilam who tried to ride did not succeed even though his body was quite small.

"Why the hell sir? Really ticklish? We aim the same, the car is empty. What's wrong with me hitching a ride?" Ask.

"His fault? You want to be a gossip again?"

"Sir sir. I told you I don't care. Like the previous gossip will just disappear because it is in fact what they think is not true. Why take a taxi if there is a free ride? I choose to follow the father, frugal count as well, sir. So the voucher can be used during the next visit if there is no more ride. So the intern is not good, sir, must be smart to manage finances."

Hearing Nilam complain made me unable to resist hitchhiking. It is the same as Johana. Ahhh a moment like this makes me miss Yohana even more but until now he still stubbornly does not want to tell me to go home. I asked Caca to persuade her mother. Did I really mean nothing to her when I was her husband!

Ciiiittt. I had to brake suddenly when someone crossed by impromptu. As a result, Nilam who sat next to him immediately bounced his head because he was not wearing a seatbelt. His head was like a blister, hence he grimaced in pain.

I ignored him, first seeing the condition of the pedestrians I almost hit. Fortunately, this guy is okay. It seems he realized guilty so hastily apologized. Once I was sure there was no problem, I got back in the car.

"You're nothing, are you?" my many. "He wears a seat belt. If the ride is not troublesome, it has been helped even ngasi problem!" I nagged at being annoyed by his negligence. There is also a worry that he is making things up and being a problem for me. Instead of answering, Nilam cried. Of course it makes me more confused. "Heh, don't cry dong. Is anyone sick? Heads huh? Where else is sick? I'm taking you to the hospital, okay?" I offered to help.

"No need. It's okay."

"If not why, why cry? It must be something, right? Okay, don't argue. We'll just go to the hospital." I was about to turn the car to the hospital stopped by Nilam.

"I'm not crying because I'm sick, sir. Pain like this is common, usually even more. I'm not okay. I'm just sad. Remember my father who is gone. I miss my father." he wiped his tears, tried to be fine but still looked as if he was fragile. "I was very close to my father, but God took it quickly from me. In the past the father who often comforted me if I was sad, the father who likes to accompany and advise me even though the father also likes nosy "crying Not followed by a small laugh when he remembers his past.

This attitude of Nilam reminds me of Caca, he was also that spirit with his father. I like to tag even though he ended up crying because I was upset by my attitude.