Damar For Kinanti

which is more important

The first day of Kinanti's teaching, the woman set out using her new sea-blue vespa. Damar deliberately chose the color because he hoped his wife's day could be as bright as the color of the motorbike.

Kinanti looked formal with her batik shirt and black cloth pants.

Damar did not forget to buy his wife a flat shoe, to facilitate his steps, because the road to the school is not flat with asphalt.

" Who.. how happy are you..?" tanya Umar saw Damar still seeing his wife from a distance.

" Yes e. bojoku ayu yo Mar..? (is my wife beautiful, Mar?)" said Damar,

Umar smiled, though,

" yes mas.." replied Umar, umar understood correctly, the type of Damar who rarely fell in love, once in love, will not be helped.

" Anu mas.. mbak Zahira until when do you want to study here?" ask Umar later.

" Why is that?"

" all I've taught you.want to learn what else?"

" if he's still here, the sign is that he still doesn't fully understand..

already, just repeat what he doesn't understand yet.."

Umar nodded, then followed his boss's steps into building B.

" Where is Damar's wife?" ask stepmother Damar to Kaila who is ready to go to college.

" Ngajar ma'am.." Answer Kaila took the car keys.

" Is he a teacher?"

" that's why my own daughter-in-law has never spoken to me" Kaila said.

" Eh, it should be her who came to mother, not the mother who came?!,

but it looks like Damar poisoned his wife to keep her from getting close to me"

" mom don't be prejudiced against mas Damar?" bela Kaila's,

" The evidence?!" said Kaila's mother while sitting pretty on the sofa.

" It's only natural, ma'am, that Mas Damar wants to protect his wife.."

" Uh! am I a man-eating monster? so you always have to be careful of me?!" namel the mother.

" Look, I've noticed a strange Yoga behavior, he often comes to Damar's house, even when Damar is not home,

they think I didn't notice what..?!"

Kaila looked at her mother.

" We are sisters ma'am, mas Yoga is always friendly to anyone, so I don't make any kind of assumptions..

if we get to Damar listen..

what do you think?" kaila was calm to her mother.

" Wise ma'am.. Kaila was ashamed of Mas Damar if she continued to behave like that..

we are living..

if he drives us out what can we do?"

" Excluding?! you're your father's real daughter? what right does Damar have to expel you?!" the mother did not accept.

" Mas Damar has a mother, especially with the behavior of the mother who always provokes mas Damar silent.."

the mother silently heard Kaila's words.

" Already ma'am, don't neko neko, Kaila left first, today is just a morning lecture, just a morning lecture,

what kind of snack do you want to buy?"

ask Kaila, please,

" buy brownies only layer, same variant telo unggu also." said the mother.

" Nggih.. Kaila left.." she kissed the back of her mother's hand and walked out of the house to the garage.

Kinanti came home around 1 o'clock, because this was her first day she was allowed to go home first.

Kinanti accidentally stopped at the factory, he parked his motorcycle in the parking lot and walked into the factory.

" Good morning Mom? find mr Damar??" greet the new security guard who was assigned to replace the old security guard,

because the old security guard was assigned to the new building, building D.

" Yes, yeah.." Kinanti smiled, though,

" Just go in ma'am, it's in the office." said the security guard.

I entered the room filled with glass.

He continued to go into the room deeper, there were about 7 employees sitting in their respective work chairs, they were only in a partition by a black glass door.

" My husband's inside?" ask Mr. Hartono?"

" It looks like it's in the room, ma'am?" answer Mr. Hartono, please,

" Just came out.." said the one sitting at the very end of the table.

" Time?" ask oak Hartono,

" dad too focused on the computer screen anyway.."

Quintessentially quiet, but he then smiled,

" let me see first in the room." said Kinanti then walked straight into one room.

Not big, there are only desks and work chairs as well as computers,

then a set of long sofas to receive guests.

" Nothing is possible outside." said Kinanti walking past Damar's employees.

Kinanti walked into the warehouse, though,

but he found Umar.

" Where is Damar Mar?" Umar got up from his chair,

" oh. is in the covenant room..

let me take you?"

Kinanti nodded, then followed Umar's steps.

They had to pass through 2 buildings to get to the place of the covenant, when they got there, Kinanti even saw the scenery that made her uncomfortable.

Her husband was sitting with Zahira.

They rest on the same table, and the same write on the same paper so that their position is very close.

Zahira occasionally throws a smile at Damar.

Damar was so, he smiled occasionally while writing out what it was on paper.

" This is Umar's job..Yes my time who taught you this formula..?" Damar.

" Learning from the boss is better mas, more afdhol..." Zahira laughs.

" It's so bright today, so many smiles?" asked Zahira curious, this expensive man with a smile, arrived with a smile.

" Yes, today is the first day my wife teaches, seeing her who is excited." replied Damar.

" Oh.." Zahira commented on the smile, a great affection from the amber for his wife.

There was a hint of disappointment in the recesses of Zahira's heart, but Zahira immediately threw away that inappropriate taste far away.

" Daddy?!" call Umar closer, please,

Zahira and Damar look at the origin of the sound.

" Dear?!" Damar immediately rose to see his wife, his face was sumringah (happy ).

" Have you come home?" Damar approached his wife.

" Yes.." Kinanti replied forcing her smile, she was actually disturbed to see the closeness of her husband with other women.

" How was his first day? exclaim?" Damar enthusiastically asked.

" Yes.exciting." answered Kinanti shortly,

" Lho? how lemes? haven't had lunch Nan?" ask Damar worried.

" Sampun mas.(is already mas.)"

" Where to eat?"

" Eat pecel, buy the principal.."

" Alhamdulillah.well to the headmaster.."

Kinanti nodded, though,

" Let's go home for a while, let Umar wait for me." said Damar.

" Teaching Zahira?" Kinanti glanced at Zahira for a moment.

" Yes, it was Umar's job, but Zahira's father wanted his son to learn directly from me..

sometimes with me it doesn't matter..

as long as I'm free.." Damar explained,

" When?" ask Kinanti, please,

" what?"

" Yes learn it?"

" Yes until he can.." Damar answered making Kinanti's face a little sour.

" So much free time dong?" ask Kinanti later,

" It's not much, baby, it's just that after lunch we haven't returned to the room.."

" oh.fast, your reports are piling up.." muttered Kinanti.

" You saw him? yes, I have to finish it right away." replied Damar stroking his wife's back.

" Which is the priority? check report reports, or become a private tutor?"

Damar was silent for a moment, there was a less pleasant tone felt from his wife's sentence.

" Of course check the report, why Nan?

is there any of my behavior that you feel is inappropriate?" ask Damar seriously.

" No. whatever you think is appropriate, of course it is appropriate..

it doesn't matter what I feel." replied Kinanti,

" Lho? how so? we are husband and wife..Of course your feelings and opinions matter?" Damar looked at his wife without a gap.

there was a long silence between the two,

there was only the sound of a machine from a distance.

" I'm gonna take a break, I'm gonna go home..

just continue with it.." Kintai turned around and walked quietly.

" You know what?!" Damar who sensed something was amiss pursued his wife's steps.