Damar For Kinanti

Chocolate pudding

Outside began to drizzle, Damar and Kinanti were still on their beds, both of them as if they did not want to wake up.

" So. nobody wants to tell me..?" ask Kinanti with her head over Damar's chest.

"Don't ruin our morning." said Damar Lirih, he then turned around and hugged his wife tightly.

" I need to know what happened to you.."

" i can't say it." said Damar, peeping at Kinanti's forehead.

The daughter who heard such an answer could only remain silent, it would not be good if she forced her husband to tell her story,

moreover, her husband's mood had just returned to how it was.

" Have a holiday today?" tanya Kinanti diverted the conversation,

" I don't have a schedule to go to college, but I have to look at the wood today, a little far away..

I might be back here in the afternoon.."

said Damar,

" where?"

" to the far side, I say also you don't know the area..

but stay in this district, though,

I have to see if the wood is already worth cutting or not." Damar explained.

" Well, with the office guy?"

" no. I'm with Umar alone.."

" why is it always Umar?"

" because he's meticulous and intelligent, he's my confidant.."

" but aren't there many whose abilities exceed Umar's in the factory?"

" That's true, but I can't guarantee their honesty and loyalty yet.."

hearing that Kinanti was speechless, apparently that was how her husband judged someone.

Although the drizzle increased rapidly Damar continued to leave, he drove his car with Umar, penetrated the still rocky road and into the far corners of the village where his wood was planted.

Kinanti deliberately sought to get busy by buying various cake ingredients and food with Yuk at the nearby traditional market when her husband had left.

He made Damar's favorite chocolate pudding and some pastry jars for snacks.

She prepared all of this for her husband,

he wants when Damar comes home later, already able to enjoy his favorite pudding.

" Mom ndak di kasih tho mbak?" tanya Yuk reminded Kinanti.

" Yes yes yuk. kasih yuk.. but yuk yuk yang yu.. I am afraid yuk.." said Kinanti, she remembered her husband's warning so as much as possible not to meet her mother-in-law.

" Neither let me deliver.."

said Si yuk,

" mas Bagas same mbak Winda do not forget e mbak.." said yuk again, said yuk,

" Mr Winda will be out with his family yuk. maybe later in the evening comes. better tomorrow I love you.." said Kinanti.

" Yuk's house bagas?" ask Kinanti, please,

" Yes, but why don't you come here blas yo mbak?" sahut yuk yuk,

" It's a day off now.May be quiet at home spending time with his father..

moreover, it rains like this." said Kinanti back.

" Let me go between you for Bagas mas mbak..?"

" Let me just yuk.all I want to meet his father Bagas..

acquaintances.."

kinanti said smiling.

He took two puddings that had been printed in the special box, one to give yuk, one to take to Bagas.

" Sek yukk... The pastry forgot..?!" call Kinanti to yuk who is already at the door of the house.

Kinanti took one jar of cookies and gave it to yuk.

After leaving, he brought the pudding and a jar of cookies walked out.

The look on Kinanti's face shone once this morning,

the passion and affection given by her husband filled her heart and mind for good things.

where else can he get it, though,

his sacrifice was like endless for Kinanti.

He was also grateful that his marriage to Haikal was annulled,

if not, maybe he will regret his decision for life.

Of course, Damar who has been hard-earned..

half dead to himself,

he easily accepts other men just for fear of his love for Damar.

It was the most ridiculous and irresponsible decision of his life.

With quiet steps Kinanti walked past her mother-in-law's house, then passed the house of Winda, she continued to walk towards the house located at the very end.

Kinanti arrived at the terrace of Bagas house,

it is seen that Bagas had played outside this new, because there are some toys scattered and maybe the caregiver forgot to take.

" Tok tok..?!" Kinanti knocked on the door.

" Let me open up.." Yoga sitting relaxed while watching tv rise up.

" She's just a bag..!" Bagas who had been put to bed by his nanny ran out of the room.

" God?! Bagas..?!" kata Yoga followed his son to walk towards the tanu room with a restraint.

" Ceklekkk.." The sound of the door opening,

Bagas found Kinanti standing before his door.

" Aunty!" said Bagas loudly,

" Hey baby? aunt has chocolate pudding.." Kinanti showed her innate, then gave her to Bagas.

" Asikk! asikk!" bagas said while accepting it,

" Father! papa?!" call Bagas while pulling Kinanti's hand to get inside.

" Bagas?!" Yoga who pursue the steps of Bagas inevitably finally arrived at the doorstep.

And at that door he was faced with someone he had been avoiding all this time.

The jeder..!

Like being struck by lightning in broad daylight, the two froze, staring at each other in disbelief,

even Kinanti was like a dazed person.

Even he did not move even though Bagas pulled his hand, until the babysitter Bagas came and grabbed Bagas.

" Bring Bagas into the mbak's room" Yoga said in a half-vibrating voice.

He strengthened himself to return to normal as before,

he also forced himself to be able to think clearly in this situation.

What to do now is all that is in the mind of Yoga.

And after Bagas and his nanny left, Yoga began to approach.

" What...how are you...?" yoga said as calmly as possible, he tried to smile even though it was difficult.

But Kinanti did not reply, she remained glued to her place with a facial expression that Yoga could not understand.

Perhaps shocked, sad, and sorry, Yoga is too chaotic to capture what it really is.

" You.. You must be surprised, I.. I can explain..?" yoga is approaching,

But Kinanti retreated instantly,

" You. papa Bagas..?" ask Kinanti then with eyes that are ready to drop the tear.

Yoga bowed for a moment,

he lifted his head, then nodded weakly.

" I can explain what's going on Nan..?!" Yoga tried to reach for Kinanti's hand, but Kinanti swiftly pulled her hand so as not to be touched Yoga.

In a rude motion he turned around and returned home with his swift, even half-run steps.

He did not want anyone else to see his tears flowing.

His heart was smashed so many times, it hurt so much to see the person who had hurt him and destroyed him in such a way, it was living so close to him.

In fact, she is a close brother of her husband, and the father of a child she loved so much for almost two months.