Aunt Melinda

Still Missing No?

The night is getting late. Erli had slept since half ten. And Linda's work is done, too.

Now, Linda is getting ready for bed. So too with Ferry.

Buk buk buk!

Linda patted the pillow, then arranged it in such a way. To be comfortable when she falls asleep.

"Sir. Emhhh. Mail... Home letter sent by a notary."

Ferry's disjointed words, making Linda stop her activities. She narrowed her eyes, looking towards her husband who was sitting on the bedside.

"What would you like to talk to? I don't understand."

"That's the Deck, the house letter. Emhhh. The house letter from her husband mbak Nana."

Ferry answered the question, pointing to the table. Where there was a large brown envelope, which lay on it.

Linda turned her gaze from her husband to her dresser.

But, before she cooked, on her dresser it was nothing. Just a few of her makeup tools were nothing much either. Along with the bag he used to use when leaving for work.

But now, on the table was a big brown envelope. Maybe Ferry put it up there, when he was in the kitchen. Or when two are drying clothes.

"Continue?" ask Linda, wondering. What her husband wanted.

"You keep the Deck. I don't know what home is either."

Linda thought for a moment, before finally giving some suggestions. What the house will be for.

"Mas. That's the Mas Ferry house now. Mas can be sold, contracted, or occupied. It's up to Mas Ferry too."

Hearing his wife's words, Ferry looked at him questioningly. He never thought that his wife would give such an answer.

Ferry thought Linda would be angry. Raged again, because he was talking about Nana's mother with her husband.

"Sir. You sure about that?" tanya Ferry convinced himself, that what was said by his wife he could realise in the future.

"Yes... How else? That's also if Ferry wants to. Kan Mubazir also Mas your hard work yesterday."

Ferry was surprised by Linda's last words. He felt insinuated and cornered as well. Because what his wife said was true.

He finally felt ashamed. Regretting all his actions that were yesterday.

"Sorry Deck. Please, don't talk about it again!" pinta Ferry with sound as slow as possible.

He won't, if Linda brings up the problem with Nana again.

"Keep, Ferry's plan for what's home?" ask Linda, who wants to know. What is currently on her husband's mind.

"Mas wants you to keep this Deck. Can't be used at any time, if we need money or something. So it's kind of an investment."

Linda nodded her head, hearing the explanation given by her husband. He understood what Ferry was thinking right now.

But he obviously wouldn't want to keep it, or hope to use it someday.

"Sell it. Send it to your parents, in exchange for the capital they once gave."

"I don't want to see or feel like I'm holding a bomb, which could explode someday."

Ferry was surprised by Linda's words. He never thought, if the silence Linda, who had apologized to him, still held a grudge in her heart.

Perhaps, all women would do the same as Linda did at this time. Because the mouth could say forget it. But in reality, their hearts still say no.

"alright. I'll follow what you wanted."

He will send all the proceeds from the sale of the house, to his parents who are outside the island.

Perhaps it would be better, than keeping the letters of the house in this house. Because of what his wife said earlier, who said he did not want to keep the bomb.

What is meant by a bomb here is, Linda is constantly reminded of the past. When accidentally saw the existence of the house letter, which was stored in his closet.

"That's better," murmured Linda, who was preparing for bed.

Ferry nodded his head, understanding the circumstances and feelings of his wife. Of course, I can't accept the reality. That she's been having an affair with Nana's mom behind her all this time.

*****

At his uncle Romi's house.

Romi was sitting talking to his sister, Della, after his mother Linda's house.

"So, his father brother Danang is sick what Mas?" ask Della, who knows. If her brother goes to Danang's house.

His upperclassman was in high school.

"Says the Deck complication."

"Oh yeah, you're in HRD. You know, too, if Madam Danang works at the factory too?" Romi asks about Linda to his sister.

"Know dong Mas," said Della quickly.

"In fact, Linda is the prima donna there. A lot of managers and bosses talk about Linda."

Romi frowned, hearing the answer given by his sister.

"meaning?"

Finally, Della tells about Linda at the factory where she also works.

That is why he also knew that his father was sick. Because by the time Danang came to the HRD office to apply for leave for Linda and herself, Della was also there.

But because there are insulating boards or barriers for each position in the office, Danang does not know where he is there.

Della finally finds out, if Danang apply for leave for her mother suddenly. He had to wait for his father in the hospital.

Danang herself, however, also applied for leave for herself, two days later. Turn Linda off to stay in the hospital.

"So, as long as you work there, Linda and Danang don't know?"

Della shakes her head, hearing the question asked by her sister. Because all this time, his work did not intersect with employees in the production section.

"But Danang is in the office of PPIC lho Del" Romi continued. Tell Della, if Danang does not work in the production department directly.

"Yes Mas. Della knows too. But it's the same. At PPIC, for absenteeism and everything related to HRD is also a special person. Not the person directly, if not in urgent circumstances."

Romi nodded his head, hearing the explanation given by his sister.

He certainly did not understand too much about the division of labor in large companies such as factories.

The place of business is only a small contractor. It's just for light business.

Like the manufacture of a canopy, which will be done in the factory, where his sister works.

"Sister," call Della. When she saw her brother was silent for a while.

"Hum..."

"Sister still want to see Linda's mom?" ask Della, who was never expected by Romi himself.