A Rose for The Volunteer
ex.part 16
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If time can be repeated only once, then every event is a human fabrication, not a whole plot of Destiny that God has written for each creature.
If time could be repeated at any time, then there would never be a word of regret, no one would be hurt and hurt.
This is where Bayu is tested, a little Bayu who never knows who his Father is, a little Bayu whose birth mother left and never again wants to know the situation, he said, Bayu who grew up well and lovingly, Bayu who always had a brilliant and proud achievement, Bayu who always had the opportunity to choose the woman in his life because of his handsome and well-established life.
Now as if the path of destiny was turning over, Reva, the woman he loved asked for a divorce from him, Bayu who was still sitting on the edge of the bed staring at Reva nanar.
"It's not a good way out Va". Bayu is still trying to fix things, looking for a way out for his problems and Reva.
"But it's been 3 months Mas.and all that time you've never even touched me, let alone given me an inner living". Sahut Reva's.
"So that's the only thing, you still need my body? while in your mind only Deka...!". Bayu narrowed his eyes.
"You're wrong, I love Deka, but you're my husband, and you're a husband who can't understand me, I'm in college, I'm in college.More, learn to nerusin papa business that eventually you will also enjoy it".
Bayu leaned his body against the bed, he would never win arguing with Reva.
"Now what do you want" said Bayu.
"I want each of us to live, Nesya can come with me".
"If I would give you an inner living, would you consider your decision, for Nesya's sake".
Reva. Reva did not expect that Bayu would say that, Reva knew, Bayu had no longer wanted to touch him since his return from Indonesia, Reva did love Deka, she said, but Reva also knows it won't be easy to get Deka back to her.
"How's it?" Bayu repeated his words.
"But I still want to go to college, I want a career, and I want to start now Mas Bayu sleep again here, not in Nesya's room or workspace".
"Originally you don't ignore Nesya, I will try to stick with your will".
Now that Bayu had laid down his body, Reva had approached, Bayu had ignored him for too long, and it was a little painful for Reva, every time Reva touched, Bayu had always rejected him. With the threat that Reva can again have Bayu, in the small heart Reva is also afraid of losing Bayu.
That night, Bayu gave an inner living to Reva, although in his heart felt tremendous pain, no longer love, but somehow what feelings in the heart of Bayu, Bayu, his heart was torn apart when he saw Reva moaning and closing his eyes, perhaps in the dense eyes of Reva not himself, but Deka.
Bayu finished the night, not the satisfaction of his heart, just to maintain his household, for the sake of Nesya the little princess he loved so much.
Bayu raises the blanket, covers the body of Reva who holds himself, Bayu tries to close his eyes, and secretly the tears re-seep at the end of his closed eyes, Bayu keeps the wound too deep.
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Pregnancy Sekar this time is not as easy as when she contains Roses, Sekar even vomit when kissing the sweat of Deka who just came home from work, almost every day like that, until Deka had to settle down when he came home, and went straight into the Rose room, bathed there, changed clothes there, and only came out after wearing the fragrance of the fruits of the Rose.
Deka actually felt amused and strange with the changes in his life since Sekar was pregnant, but how else, Deka more heartless if he had to see Sekar vomit, remove his entrails and immediately look pale.
After making sure the smell of his body turned into a Rose, Deka headed for the kitchen, Sekar and Mawar were already there, Madam Santi, Household Assistant sent by Bu Nurul could already be familiar with Sekar and Roses, we always have dinner together, Santi is actually not too old, he is only 38 years old, but because of the economic conditions of his family, making his face look like 40 years old.
"Good night, good night, Santi". Deka kissed the Rose's cheek, then sat down next to Sekar.
"Mas, please don't ask". Sekar stared at Deka after swallowing a spoonful of her dinner.
"What's Sekar?". Deka immediately replied.
"I want to eat tiwul, but that's a lot of brown sugar". Speak Sekar that makes Deka immediately gawk.
"Yes tomorrow I'll find it". Speak Deka who is thinking, where to look for tiwul.
"Must be tomorrow, Mas, I signed him from yesterday, but afraid to talk to Mas Deka".
"Iyaaa.besok Mas will buy you tiwul a lot of sugar". She immediately smiled, reflexively kissing her husband's cheek.
"Yaaa mother, how to kiss that father, tuh mbak Santai so smile themselves". Only the awakened immediately closed her face with her hijab.
Deka chuckles.
"No papa, Sister Santi if the same husband is also so Kok Rose". Said Santi's mother who immediately rubbed the Rose's hair.
After dinner Deka continued his work in the room, Deka was busy preparing a painting exhibition and the opening of his new shop, Deka who is now not the Deka who used to be, this man began to work crazy, he was crazy, the future of his small family became a new spirit for him to develop a business that he had once neglected. Now Deka has hope, Deka has dreams, Deka has many people he has to fight for, the faces of the orphanage children who welcome him whenever Deka comes with a lot of gifts, also became one of the encouragement Deka to continue working.
"Not finished yet?". Sekar stood behind Deka's chair, kneeling her shoulders.
"Before soon". Deka's eyes were still staring at her laptop screen, Sekarpun noiselessly continued to massage her husband's shoulders.
Until Deka leaned her shoulders on the chair, holding Sekar's hand.
"You must be tired, rest there". Deka's speech stopped Sekar.
"Mas Deka must be more tired, from morning until this hour is still working". She rubbed her husband's head, resting it on her stomach that was no longer flat.
Deka turned his chair, put his ears on Sekar's stomach, his hands cupped Sekar's body.
"Hallo's Dad's son, all right inside yeah, don't be naughty, pity mom". Sekar smiled hearing Deka talk to his future son. She still rubbed Deka's hair.
Deka raised his face, looked at Sekar, then stood up, hugged him for a long time.
"I'm lucky to have a wife as good as you are now".
"I'm also lucky to have your husband Mas".
Deka began to kiss Sekar, as Deka began to demand, Sekar shook his head.
"I'm still scared Mommy".
"Why? your womb has entered the 4th month, and the doctor said we can do it".
"Butii..."
"Yes already..now you sleep there, I'm still not late, all want to browse where the selling tiwul". Deka smiled, touching his wife's reddish nose.
"Thank you, Mom". Freshly kissing Deka's cheek.
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After a long browsing, Deka finally found a tiwul seller in Semarang that can be ordered online. Deka smiled, looking at Sekar who had fallen asleep, in the body of the woman now there is his future son, the fruit of his love, and Deka more and more love the innocent woman, a wife who is so perfect according to Deka, even without sexy clothes and thick makeup, Sekar was able to hypnotize the brain Deka to continue thinking about it.
Deka splashed his body beside Sekar, clutching him tightly.
"Make her my wife forever, O God". Deka closed his eyes, burying Sekar's face into his chest.
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The sun had opened his eyes in the morning, Deka was still busy in the bathroom, while Sekar was preparing the clothes that Deka would wear.
"Tiiing" Notif sms from Deka's phone.
Just looking at it, a new number without a name, Sekar opened it.
"You didn't invite me to your show? you forget me? you forgot my threat?".
Degs...
The Heart is beating fast.
"Who is the sender of this text?" inner Sekar's.
Not yet had time to put down the phone, Deka had already come out of the bathroom.
"Who dear?". Deka.
"I'm supposed to ask you, who is this?" After thrusting Deka's phone, his face turned suspicious.
Deka sighed, put down her phone, then put on her clothes.
"You're hiding something from me, huh?". Now back to asking.
Deka neat, sitting Sekar in bed.
"He's Reva, honey". Sekar frowned.
"So Mas Deka is still in touch with Reva behind my back?"
"Unlike you think, honey, I can explain".
Without hearing Deka's explanation, Sekar left his room, went straight into the Rose room and locked it, Deka who knocked on the door of the Rose room was not touched.
Sekar sobbed, whatever the reason Sekar was disappointed with Deka who tried to cover his communication with Reva.
Deca gave up, seeing Rose standing beside her now, Deka undoes her intention to break down the Rose room.
"Dad, mother why?". The rose draws the hand of the Deka.
"So Dad was jahilin mom, so mom was a little angry with Dad, Rose had breakfast?"
"It's Dad.." Answer the Rose while nodding.
"Yes, I'm taking you to school". Deka carried the Rose, keeping the Rose away from her and Sekar who was misunderstanding.
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After dropping off the school, Deka did not go straight to the store, Deka came home, Deka would not be able to work with the condition of Sekar like that, Madam Santi was amazed by his two employers who looked unusual, but he just kept quiet, finished his work.
Deka again knocked on the door, but remained without authorization, finally, forced Deka to break down the door of the Rose room.
Sekar sat on the bed, covering her face with her headscarf-covered hands.
Deka immediately hugged him tightly, he did not care Sekar thrashed, Deka was afraid Sekar misunderstood and left him, until suddenly Deka also sobbed.
"You know Sekar? the thing I'm most afraid of in the world right now?". Deka's question made Sekar even more sobbing.
"I'm afraid of losing you now, I'm alive because you are now". Deka tightened his embrace.
"I can explain everything, I can even take you to LA to see Reva right now".
Sekar who began to realize his emotions slowly returned Deka's embrace. For the first time, Sekar felt jealous, and was afraid of losing Deka.
"I'm sorry.I'm jealous".
Deka who heard Sekar's confession smiled, his heart ache, a recognition that he had been fully accepted in Sekar's life.
"Thank you dear, I'm sorry too".
They hugged each other for a long time, until a text message from Deka's phone was heard in his pants pocket.
That number again, they looked at each other.
Long time.....
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Thank you for leaving your mark...
I hope you still like Deka.
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"tiwul" in the Javanese language which means traditional food from cassava substitute rice, commonly consumed by residents of wonosari, gunungkidul, Yogyakarta.
