Because of the Trash

Just a Crib

Angga immediately displayed a face of shock and fear, he looked up with as much effort as possible to ascertain whose face was in front of him.

While the woman who was beside Ayu was also shocked because of the expression of Angga, "A-ayu, Papa can clear," Gelagap Angga stood staring at Ayu.

Ayu shifted from where she was, she had not seen the face of the woman who was eating together with her Papa.

The woman's face was slightly covered by her hands, Ayu increasingly smiled at the behavior of the two people who were already this age.

Like ABG's son who was dating secretly, "Come, Papa can be clear!" bright Angga rubbed his face rough after a few minutes of silence was created on their table.

Ayu saw part of the woman's face, she turned her gaze to look at Angga.

"If you are both willing and sure, it is better to immediately marry Pa. Not good, both are old too, right?" tanya Ayu smiled faintly and passed away from the restaurant.

He swung his legs towards the car again, his intention to buy the pot was undone because he saw the scene like that.

"Well, Neng? Where's pot?" asked the driver who looked at Ayu carrying nothing into the car.

"Oh, that. Yes sir, what I am looking for is not there. Later, to the market," said Ayu smiling knot towards the rearview mirror.

The car finally came out of the mall area to the house, the day was almost night because dusk had shown its height.

'Yes, I am sincere about whatever happens in the future. I'm happy, really, Ayu's inner self chuckles a little.

"Neng, why cry?" ask the driver who looked towards Ayu for chuckling.

"Hahaha, who's crying sir?" ayu asked with laughter as well as wiped the tears that came down her cheeks.

"That's ... Neng was crying again, you know," said the driver who was a little panicked and confused by what really happened to Ayu.

"Hahaha, yes, sir. Why am I crying, huh? Hahaha, are there any tears? I no longer cry." Ayu wiped her tears with her hands, the driver gave tisue towards Ayu.

"Neng, Neng does not always have to be a great and strong human being. Just don't be a weak person either. If you want to cry, yes, no papa. It's human, there's nothing wrong with that" explained the driver who made Ayu immediately cupped his face and cried as it happened.

However, he did not want to be too protracted. Maybe later Angga knew that he was crying because of his swollen eyes.

Ayu let out a long sigh and tried to smile after wiping away the tear marks using the tisue earlier.

"We want to stop first or the car road is slower, Neng?"

"No need sir, I also want to pray about it. It's better to just go home," explained Ayu smiling and nodding in understanding.

***

Angga sat down and grabbed his hair after Ayu's departure, he did not pursue Ayu at all because he knew that Ayu would definitely go home.

"What now, Mom? Do I need to see Ayu?"

"Yes, because everything is too. We will meet Ayu maybe in a week, now he also has problems with the problem," resigned Angga by tendering the back to the bench.

Angga stared with his shoulders raised, he did not know now what to do even to go home a little afraid.

"Yuk, you I'm taking home. After this I want to talk to Ayu directly," break up Angga patted his knee first and then stood up.

They finally decided to go home with Angga who drove the woman or rather her lover.

***

"Mas, what if Akhtar is not found?" caca asked anxiously and frantically in the living room.

"We pray, God knows everything. Any more information on the victim's discovery?"

Caca shook his head weakly, his face looking very pale even from yesterday not a single grain entered the rice into his stomach.

Tok .. tok .

The sound of knocking, Riki instantly got up and opened the door to see who was coming.

"Akhtar ...!" milda shouted that so came running straight inside hysterically.

In fact, Riki did not have time to greet or greet with his in-laws first. Riki closed the door again and walked towards the two women who were hugging each other and crying.

"Why give him permission, anyway! You don't see what the weather is first, huh?" snapped angrily Milda gazed towards Caca as well as Riki.

Caca could only look down by squeezing the end of his shirt, Riki who looked at his wife's state of pity.

"Sorry, Ma. Can we not be angry with us? We are also like Mama, we feel lost especially Caca as her mother," explained Riki who tried to calm down.

Milda immediately looked at Caca deeply, she felt so guilty especially now seeing Caca's slightly apprehensive state.

"Darling, that's not what Mama meant. Mama loved Akhtar, mama was angry like gini," cut Milda cupped Caca's face and rubbed gently.

Caca looked up, he nodded his head, "Call me Ma, I hope Akhtar is all right. Even if he comes home lifeless again, we must be sincere and accept with the destiny that has been set," said Caca staring at the faces of Milda and Riki alternately.

They nodded slowly, staring blankly at the floor, "The child is a daycare, not just a child. Even those of us; our homes, cars, children, lives, even the care that God can take at any time. The owner of everything in the heavens and the earth, now. We pray that Akhtar will meet soon, whether he survives or not let God rule over it all" Ayu said, trying to be strong to accept whatever will be received later.

Too much hope will also cause heartache, right? In fact, it could be that after what we get it turns out that it is not as expected to make ourselves want to rebel and hate the Creator.

That's why, it's better to leave it alone. Whatever it is that is the destiny of the Divine, "Mama wants to stay here, right? Come on, get it sorted out first. After that, we pray together doain Akhtar so that it quickly meets," suggested Caca by rubbing Milda's shoulder with a smile.

Milda nodded and got up from the seat to Leon's room, Caca and Riki chose to go into the room first.

"If Akhtar really died how?" riki asked while closing the door.

"Gak papa Mas, it is so the line of destiny," said Caca smiled faintly and entered the bathroom.

Riki threw her body on the bed and rubbed her face violently, "Gue is like a useless husband!" the curse on himself.