
...☘Hati pull over to accompany,...
...with love at his departure☘...
One week later, in Pondok Indah. Time was 7am, but Britney was just sitting and looking in the mirror.
One week has passed, the departure of the beloved Grandfather, making Britney a figure of silence.
"Dear."
Britney was silent, with a displeased feeling.
"You're still mad at me?"
"Dear, I'm sorry. I know, I was wrong. But I'm your husband, I don't want you to be sick either."
Britney still regrets that she went to the hospital that night. Surely he could still see Grandpa for the last time. But everyone forbade her from leaving, and Britney still seemed silent. A week had passed, and the husband was still persuading him.
Two days after Grandpa's departure, Britney also received doctor treatment at the Cinta Bunda hospital. His condition is declining and very weak. Especially if she is pregnant. Although she was usually very strong, but because her heart was in sadness, and was disappointed, she did not want to eat, seemed silent, and she did not want to talk to anyone, even with her husband.
"I'm going to go to Mas' office." Britney with a soft voice.
"Yes, but you_"
Pras with all his feelings, he knew that Britney still harbored a sense of disappointment towards him, from the look of his eyes and the attitude of his wife at this time, very clear, if his wife harbored a sense of disappointment in him.
"But what is it?" Britney asked in a flat voice.
"Yes, you can go to the office. I'll take you with me."
Britney just kept quiet, looking back at the mirror, she started picking up her face cream, slowly already starting to polish her face. An unsightly face, and slowly a small smile implied on her beautiful face. Pras who saw that, it felt very pounding, and Pras is still trying to make his wife back healthy.
Pras had already seen that smile, but he was still worried about his wife's unstable condition.
"Mas, we'll go home later. I miss Alishba."
Pras heard the words, his heart was a little relieved. Finally the wife has started to return, not in her own heart and feelings.
"He'em, we'll be home. Alishba misses you too." Pras said, standing on the left side of Britney, Pras' right hand stroked his wife's bushy hair.
For one week, Alishba was with Maeva and Mamah Sarah, who took care of Alishba. As long as Britney is still unstable, from her condition, Alishba is quite kept away from Britney. Moreover, Pras is also very busy taking care of his wife, and yesterday took care of his office papers.
Since the departure of Grandpa Restu, the owner of the company RM. Pras and Evan who take care of all company assets and assisted by the personal attorney Grandpa Restu. There are a lot of things to do, and everything is still in process.
Not only about the company, but also Grandpa Restu's personal assets, which are still on Grandpa's behalf. Everything is in the process of completion.
Vanesa is still in him, too, but Evan quickly takes care of everything about the letters, nothing small is left behind, and Vanesa doesn't care about that.
"Mas, is the office problem over?"
"Not yet, it's still processed. Bang Evan took care of it."
"Keep, what will the company's deed be shared?"
"Yes, according to Grandpa's will."
Britney, who was holding the lipstick, put it back down and looked at her husband from the mirror. "I don't agree. Why, should it be broken. It should be in Abah's name."
"I don't know about it either, I just take care of the papers in the branch, same Om Jonny, if it's Bang Evan's business. It was also according to the will, Lingga also saw, if it was Grandpa's handwriting."
Five months ago, Grandpa Restu, had already chosen a lawyer for the company, and had already written the name of the company's heirs. Not only the names Abah Ferdi and Evan, but there are the names of Britney and Vanesa who got shares from his company.
Britney seemed to be squeezing the side of the dress she was wearing, breathing with a fast beating heart, there was an uncomfortable feeling. It felt like Britney wanted to cry and yell, but she held it back enough.
Pras saw that, and he began to bring his face closer.
"Dear, cry. Don't hold it, I know how you feel. You can be angry with me too."
Britney could not cry at that time, she could not express the sadness that was in her feelings.
"Mas."
Britney's voice sounded soft, her eyes reddened, slowly the tears began to drip, the palpitating feeling in her chest was indeed not restrained anymore.
"Mas Pras,..." Britney stood up in her chair to turn the band around, and immediately grabbed her husband's hand.
Pras began to hug his wife who had started to cry.
The sound of Britney's cry was very sad and loud, Pras also did not hold himself back, Pras also regretted, why that night he did not invite his wife, and even forbade him to leave. The morning of dawn made Britney limp, the sad news made Britney slumped over her alphabet.
"Darling, I'm sorry."
"Mas, Mas Pras. Grandpa's gone, Mas." Britney hugged her husband. Britney's loud voice.
The two people are in fragility, and that sadness they both feel.
The sound of Britney's cry made Ghea who lived in the room next to her, to cry.
"Darling, Britney is crying."
Evan who was still in the room also heard the sound of crying from his sister, and he said "Let it go, let him be relieved."
"Mas, I'm sorry." Slowly Britney was relieved.
Pras stroked his wife's hair and still hugged her tightly.
"Ems, you're not wrong. I was wrong."
Britney saw clearly the look on her husband's face, and Britney's feelings slowly calmed down.
"Mas, I miss Alishba."
"He'em, we're going home. We'll get Alishba."
"But, Alishba must be going to school."
"Yes, Maeva called. He said they were going to school."
Pras kissed his wife's forehead, and Britney felt the sincerity of her husband's affection.
"Yes, already. Let's go to the office first. Come home later in the afternoon." Britney's voice was soft with tears still flowing.
"Yes, we'll go home." Pras Say.
Pras slowly took off his arms and Britney lowered her head, then stroked the still flat stomach.
"Darling, sorry Mama."
Pras smiled at his wife who had returned to health. Britney, however, fell into her grief. And make Britney sick, not only physical pain, but the inner Britney also hurt.
Pras hugged and kissed his wife's forehead "Great Mom."
The crying Britney slowly started to smile, then said "It's also thanks to the cool Papa."
Pras said "Well, you have to talk to me, cook me dikekuekin continue."
Britney looked down and said "Ems, my husband disappointed me."
"Yes, baby, I know."
"Evil!"
"Yes I'm bad."
Pras who smiled and hugged his wife tightly. Britney was still in her tears, but slowly her heart also felt relieved, even she felt comfortable in the love and affection of her husband.
Pras still hugged her in a fit of rage and Britney pinched her husband's cheek, "Mmh, Mas Pras is naughty."
"Yes, I'm naughty. If I'm not naughty, you're still quiet. You better nag as usual, than just be quiet, I even keep thinking."
"Yes, I'll take you again."
"He'em, you better take it."
"Yes, the hunt is ready."
"I'm ready."
Britney looked at her husband and said, "Will I go to the office with a t-shirt and jeans?!"
"Mmh, no problem. No one's picking up my shirt."
Britney heard that, pinching her husband's waist and looking happy to see his expression.
"Dear, geez."
"Mmh, geez. Yes, I became my driver today. I'm going to Grandpa's grave first, just to the office, and it's noon to pick Alishba up, I miss Alishba."
"Ready Ma'am Britney. I'm not just a chauffeur, if I have to I'll escort Ms. Britney."
An hour later.
Britney who sat by the side of the tombstone and stared at the tombstone that read the name Restu Mahendra.
"Grandfather, I'm sorry Britney."
Inner Britney was full of regret, and she was still staring at the stone, and slowly she placed the flower, then she said "Grandfather, she said, thank you for all the love and affection that Grandpa gave Britney."
Slowly the tears clear, shed and fell over her cheeks. Then saying "Britney loves Grandpa, Britney will continue to remember Grandpa's advice to Britney. Britney promises, will continue to work at RM. Britney's gonna try, Britney's gonna keep Grandpa's hard work all this time."
Pras, who had given time to his own wife, slowly approached, sat down next to his wife, and his right hand embraced the wife.
"Grandfather, Britney dear Grandpa."
Britney was silent for a long time, and whatever was in her heart, Pras also dissolved in the sadness of the wife. Britney began to stroke the name on the gravestone.
"Grandfather, Britney came home first. Britney will be here again. Britney loves Grandpa."