Bima's Second Wife

chapter 89

"Who is he?"

The girl looked at me.

He's staying quiet. Geez, he's usually very chatty, but why is he a mute now?

"Yes already. I'll take you home in the afternoon!" I said, I don't need answers anymore. Lazy! I stood up and stepped.

"He's my girlfriend" he said, making me stop my steps. I sat back at my place.

"Why did he hit you. Is he disappointed because you like php-in people huhh?" He looked at me not understanding.

"Yes like that time. You come, then you disappear, then you come back and say love to me."

He's down. Joe looked at me in disbelief. As if from the look in his eyes he protested with my words just now.

The girl sobbed, her tears streaming down the gray school skirt with a short knee length.

"He's angry." he said. Yes of course angry if in php-in is it!!

"She's angry because I don't want to get to bed."

What??!!

Joe and I were just as surprised. We looked at each other and then we turned our eyes to this girl. He's still down. I clenched my fist. I don't know why I feel so angry!

The night comes approaching. Joe's been home since this afternoon, he can't stay overnight because there's a job in his workshop.

I took the groceries in the refrigerator, and immediately cut the vegetables as well as the onions, and a little chili. There were still a few leftover shrimp last night. I decided to cook the pasta with the shrimp in the pasture sauce seasoning on it. Umm looks like a yummy!

"What cooking bags?" the voice of a girl made me look. She smiled at me from behind the pantry table and then approached me.

"Hungry?" my many. He's nodding. It's nine o'clock in the night. He slept so well that I could not bear to wake him up.

"The smell is good." he praised. I smile.

"I want to see!" his eyes were full of interest staring at the frying pan in front of us.

The food is ready. We ate both. He eats with gourmand. He must have been hungry because he kept crying.

The food on his plate is over. I added my pasta to his plate. Of course, in another part I haven't touched. He smiled then in just under five minutes the food on his plate was back to run out, clean and unceremonious.

"Enak." said. "Same like a grandmother's."

Grandmom. I'm a miss grandma. I haven't been home for a long time now to Grandma's. The last one was probably two years ago. Because of some reason I don't want to go home!

"Mad's parents too?" I turned my head the other way, not wanting to make him know the answer from the look of my eyes that were starting to water.

"Go home. Grandma also misses Rian!"

I'm confused why he could talk about it?

He walked towards the sofa in a limp, then returned to the pantry table, and handed me a piece of paper. His handwriting is well known. Grandma!

I looked at him confused.

"Our grandmothers are the same!" he said that made me shocked and stunned without being able to speak again.

"Grandmother kangen mas Rian!" he said it again and left in front of me.

I opened the white envelope and found some photos there. Grandma carried me when I was a baby. Then my picture when I was in SD, and look, I think grandma threw this picture away! The photo of me hanging on the branch of his mango tree that made my shirt torn.

I smile. Then start reading word by word on that piece of letter until it is finished. And behind the letter I also saw there was a single photo of a complete family without me in it. Their happy smiles. The woman I knew very well, and a handsome man next to her then the little girl in a pretty dress was holding an equally beautiful doll.

My eyes started to water but I promised I wouldn't cry for them.

Who's the girl?