ANELIC

Chapter 17

Rajasa scrambles every item belonging to his late Mamah. He tried to find anything that could answer his question. About the bakery Daisha also Lapis Legit and Daughter Mother. Not long ago he was looking for that trace, his mind had already run everywhere. Let's not say his mother has been dishonest all this time. Nothing is hidden. His curiosity, adds to the spirit of looking for clues earlier. No matter the chicken's crowing the morning mark is coming back soon.

I was nervous doing all of that. He was screwed, he could not stand the moment he sought never met.

"Well, Mom why don't you leave anything for Rajasa? Rajasa confused Mah if gini," he said. Rajasa looked at the photos of them on the wall of the room.

Rajasa was almost frustrated. He was still looking for anything that could be an additional clue. Mamahnya's drawer adjacent to the bed, Rajasa opens. He found a slum novel by a famous writer in his era.

Segurat Bianglala at Singggigi Beach. Mira W's. A novel about a woman's journey in search of her father. On the way, he finds love, friendship and family. Rajasa was not interested in reading it. He was surprised that his mother, whom he had barely seen reading a book, could keep such a thing.

Rajasa grabs the novel in a drawer, he opens it carefully. I was afraid of being broken. All this time his mother kept close to his bed, must be valuable. Rajasa imagines his late Mamah reading the novel before falling asleep, then putting it back in a drawer. Rajasa also combed through the sheet by sheet of the novel, in the middle of the page he found the picture. More precisely a photo of his mother and a woman. Rajasa looked at the photo, he approached it with his eyes. No doubt the woman who is with her Mom, is a woman photographed by Mr. Rajendra's family. Only with younger versions. Rajasa remembered now, who the woman really was.

Destiny sometimes turns complicated and difficult for some people who are required to live that destiny. Sometimes it is easy and easy for others. Rajasa will never be able to choose his destiny, all is right according to the portion of the Almighty. If everything he lived seemed to be self-made, it was purely the will of the ordinary human heart that was living its destiny.

Rajasa positioned himself leaning against the bed. He opened the sheet and lived every word of his Mamah novel. Without feeling her tears fall, this piece turned out to have no one. Reading and crying made her eyes heavy. He hasn't slept yet. Through a dream, Rajasa picks up his Mom.

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Anelis forced herself to swallow the porridge that Nurma had brought. He deliberately brought her home, in the form of appreciation for what Nurma did. Anelis is eager to call Rajasa, letting go of the longing that has begun to lodge in him. Their togetherness almost never existed. Anelis remembered one name that could be contacted.

[Dim, Mas Rajasa last night in the office? There's a lot of Dim overtime?]

Anelis' phone vibrated. Dimas' reply came quickly.

[Then you don't go home, Ne? We stayed at the office until night. I will check again if he does not.]

Dimas's answer made Anelis even more limp. Where her husband went until he didn't return to the apartment. Nurma's words ringed in her head, Anelis felt worried for a moment. Anelis can't stand being silent. This is about Rajasa, fearing the man who is loved for nothing. Anelis presses the call button on Rajasa's number. Not connected only redirected to call waiting. Anelis grumbled, the porridge from Nurma was no longer good to swallow. He moved to their TV front. Keep trying to contact Rajasa. It's ten in the morning, is it true Rajasa will not go home again, or immediately work the next day. Anelis is getting angry.

Apartment door open. Someone pushed the pin from the outside. It was Rajasa. Anelis went straight to the door, ready to welcome her husband. Anelis deliberately flaunted her rabbit teeth.

"Astaghfirullohal. Ne! What's yours?!" Rajasa is shocked by his wife's papah. He put his hand on his chest.

"For Mas, the new clock nyampe home," said Anelis kindly.

Rajasa, walking ahead of Anelis, puts his bag of leptops on the table. Rajasa switched to the TV seat. He leaned his head and stroked it with his own hands.

"Bikinin coffee item Ne," Rajasa pinta on Anelis.

Anelis hurriedly took the cup and made the coffee according to Rajasa's taste. Her husband came home, Anelis must not look sick. He put hot black coffee on the table.

"How much is his job? is the return hour irregular?" anelis asked as she sat next to Rajasa.

Rajasa raised his eyebrows, catching a glimpse of his wife. "Yes Ne. A lot until I got dizzy myself, especially the bakery problem. Mamah never told me, I was afraid to make it," Rajasa told Anelis. Actually if Anelis asks or is enthusiastic about Rajasa's work, he always wants to be open. Anelis rarely asked.

"No matter what, help me pray" Rajasa said. He picked up the hot coffee on the table, shredding it little by little.

"Well.can you now drink hot coffee. Usually will not be drunk immediately," said Anelis wonder.

Rajasa smiled, he looked at the cup in his hand. "The name is also again stress Ne," said Rajasa.

"If the stress is refreshing Mas, go for a walk or a hobby, for example let his mind fresh, fresh as a bath," said Anelis while looking at her husband. She always finds inspiration after a shower. For Anelis cleaning yourself is refreshing.

"Mandi? You still have that. Ngajarin people ask to take a bath," Rajasa saw his wife who was ten in the morning not yet neat.

"When she takes a bath, her husband rarely comes home" Anelis said.

Hearing Anelis' words made Rajasa shunned. Now, he rarely watches his partner. Busy with endless work.

"Yes sorry, I'm too busy. And starting tonight I also want permission to go home more often at night. I try not to nyampe a month of this work run. You understand me, right?" tanya Rajasa reassures his wife.

Though worried and sad, Anelis said yes. The business of the hard-won company is clearly a part of Rajasa's self that cannot be thrown away. Anelis understood, Rajasa had grown his name long before meeting him. She had only been enjoying her husband's efforts all this time. He does not want to be selfish asking for more than Rajasa.

"Eh, aren't you in Ne's office? Your face shoots a lot, doesn't hurt, does it?" ask Rajasa worried.

"Libur Mas, Mr. Faruq said the holiday office. Understandably I haven't bathed yet put lipstick on so shoots," replied Anelis cover. He did not want Rajasa to know yesterday he was in the hospital.

"Really?" ask Rajasa. He approached his wife, looking at her eyes that were getting more and more like the eyes of a panda.

Anelis moved her eyelids, admitting that she was actually asked off by Mr. Faruq.

"Ne," call Rajasa gently.

"Yes mas?" ask Anelis chimed.

"I want to" Rajasa said. He was like a child whining to buy candy. Her face was made childish and adorable.

"You what?" Anelis' eyes glanced sharply at Rajasa. Her husband was getting closer to her.

Rajasa did not answer Anelis' question, he brought himself closer to his wife who had not yet bathed. Rajasa pushed a little bit of Anelis' body.

Anelis reflex closed his eyes, he deliberately leaned his body on the sofa. Realizing that Anelis welcomed his invitation, Rajasa wasted no time. They had not met for a long time, after the departure of his mother.

Rajasa no longer thinks about the needs of self that are displaced by the busyness of bertubi. After this maybe his mind is open, his energy is back tempestuous to solve some company problems. The removal of all the burdens of the mind. Rajasa focuses on enjoying every inch of his closeness to Anelis. In that apartment, they were just the two of them. Anelis and Rajasa are free to express their longing.