Destiny Love Rianti

18. The arrival of the Galih

My neighbor's rooster has been singing cheerfully starting this morning. The plant still looks fresh with the amount of dew that blot each green leaf. Also the sun looks still shy showing its shape intact.

This morning I busied myself to water some beautiful ornamental plants embedded in the pots I had just bought. Caring for ornamental flowers has indeed become my hobby, because it can beautify the home page.

"Good morning deck Rianti," said Mr. Dayat, my famous flirtatious front neighbor.

"For Sir," I replied with a faint smile. Afraid that he would act again, soon I continued my work.

Mr. Dayat is her husband, Ms. Mila. It fits not, the only gossip and the other flirtatious for mercy.

Sometimes I am annoyed too if almost every morning, if I want to water the plants in the yard, Mr. Dayat always go to nimbrung in front of his house while inviting me to chat.

It's okay if the chat is reasonable, well this sometimes likes to cross the line.

"Dek Rianti, very diligent," he rebuked again.

"Hehehe," I just chuckled as I continued my work without looking at the striped-nosed man across the street.

"Add more beautiful this Rianti deck well," he said with his perverted face.

It feels ticklish to hear the words of Mr. Dayat. I would love to extend the hose and water it with water, so that it will soon wake up. Maybe he is dreaming and delirious right now.

"Dek Rianti has no husband yet?"

"Udah has sir" I replied steadily. Hoping that the answer is able to shut the mouth of centil Mr. Dayat.

"Oh yeah? baby already have, if not already, you want....."

"What do you want, Haah?"

Mr. Dayat's words came to a halt as Bu Mila suddenly shouted from behind him. I who at that time did not pay attention to Mr. Dayat, was also surprised by the arrival of Ms. Mila.

"Ehh Mama's. It's okay, mah." Pak Dayat's face began to worry, he scratched his temple slowly.

"Basar aki-aki, already have a grandchild is also still a flirtatious." Ms. Mila tapped Mr. Dayat's ear, making Mr. Dayat grimace in pain. At first glance Bu Mila looked at me with a less friendly gaze and then passed into her house with Mr. Dayat.

I no longer ignore the quarrel of the two men. I continued to water every neatly arranged plant in my yard.

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The time is 09:00. All work is done, food for breakfast is available neatly on the table.

Today Fatih is off, because all teachers in the school must attend special seminar activities for teachers who work in the school network.

As for me, today took an afternoon shift to exchange with Maya, one of the employees who was guarding the dispensary in the afternoon. He deliberately swapped shifts with me, because in the afternoon he had to attend his brother's wedding outside the area.

All the staffs were gathered in front of the dining table. Prepare to feed the good worms in their stomachs. Laughter always accompanies our breakfast.

"Come, let's eat first. Later after eating just playing again," I said to my three children who are now joking cheerfully.

"Read ummi!" All three of my sons answered him.

They were sitting sweetly back in their seats. Immediately I spooned their favorite soy sauce fried rice plus their favorite beef eggs. With Fatih, Syamil and Syafiq eating it.

Then I turned to the twins sitting on their baby stools. Zee and Qila had already started learning to eat by themselves even though it was still very messy. their MPASI today is rice, quail eggs, carrots, tofu and a little chicken meat that I blender smooth, to be quickly swallowed by the twins. They have two teeth at the top.

Every now and then I check my salary to see if there is a message from Mas Hafizh. He came home today. The departure time is exactly 06.15 and now it is 09.00 he should have arrived earlier, because the journey only takes one and a half hours.

But until this hour mas Hafizh has not also given news. Usually all his activities outside the area he always told me through a photo. Why is he not telling me now?

[Where else?] I boldly sent him a message first. Worrying about anything happening with him during the trip.

Message not sent. There is only one tick on the chat screen. I don't know why I suddenly feel bad. Afraid of anything happening to her.

Not satisfied either, I immediately dialed her number to ask her whereabouts. It also seems to be inactive. My heart grew increasingly concerned, bad thoughts began to lodge in my head.

[Mas is fine] even if it's not sent, I try to keep sending him messages.

I keep calling her number. Expect to suddenly connect. But for half an hour I called, the number was not active.

The sound of a car suddenly rang out inside my yard. Half-running I headed forward to see who was coming. My hope is Mas Hafizh. Because it is customary to come home from traveling outside the area, always stop by first to see the children before he goes home.

I slowly opened the main door and walked out expectantly.

The hue of my face changed. Hope doesn't match reality, it's not a Hafizh mas but a man I slapped last night. It's mas Galih. A sweet smile faded as soon as she saw it.

"Ummi, ummi, that's Hafizh yah." The sound of children screaming from inside the house. Along with the footsteps of the little boy running towards me.

Within seconds, the children were already where I stood. And Ani and the twins. Everyone was silent looking at Galih. Fatih to clench her hand a sign of holding back anger.

"Hi son, don't you miss Abi?" Even with his leisure he greeted the children, like he had never done anything wrong.

Mas Galih walked leisurely towards us. Fatih retreated and took cover behind, followed by Syamil and Shafiq.

Mas Galih remained relaxed hearing Fatih's shout.

"Fatih baby, this is Abi son, Abi's coming home." He started to crouch and raise his hand. Gesticulating for Fatih to approach.

Fatih did not come near. He was still flinching (silent) in his place. Tears began to come out of her net.

"You want what else you are?" My cercah.

"I just want to meet Ri's children," she replied as she got up from her squat.

His view is now fixed on the twins who are in the embrace of Ani Mbak.

"This is our son Ri?" Walk slowly closer to Ani.

I know he was so happy to see Zee and Qila. Because she had hoped to have a daughter.

"No! They're just my kids!" Reply firmly.

"Go Mas. You have no more right to me and the children!" I'm lirih.

"You don't forget Ri, until whenever I'm the father of the children!"

"A father who leaves his children."

"You should be ashamed, my children, no one misses you."

"I'm sorry Ri. Please give me a second chance to correct my mistake" he said.

Mas Galih began to beg. A scrape of regret was plastered on his face.

"I'm sorry Ri left you and the kids."

I don't touch every word he says. Let it be with all its taste. I don't care, whatever he's gonna do to get back to us. It was enough of his betrayal two years ago to be proof that he was not a good man for me and the kids.

Still vividly remembered all the meaninglessness for me.

[You no longer attract Rianti. Dull fat ugly etc] well I still remember very much.

"Udahlah Mas's. I'm not as pretty as Amira. Didn't you say I'm no longer attractive to you?" Seringaiku.

"I was wrong Ri. You're still the best." He showed his waving face again.

I have not yet answered the words of Galih. A taxi drove into my yard. Mas Hafizh, the man got out of the taxi with a bag of crackles filled with toys. The sweet smile she threw at me, managed to make me feel shy.

"Om Afis," the children ran towards him. Hugging him even asked to be carried by him.

I looked back at Galih. He could not believe what was happening in front of him. His hands clenched, his face pias for a moment.

"You see Mas, the kids have found your replacement." I smile back.

"So don't be so confident, if I still hope for you let alone still love you."

"You're wrong. It's easy for me to forget all the pain you inflicted on me."

Mas Galih looked at me full of anger. I don't accept what happened to him today. While Mas Hafizh walked towards us by carrying Syafiq and memapah Fatih and Shamil.

"Hi Galih, how are you?" Mas Hafizh asked Galih.

Mas Galih stared intently at Hafizh with clenched hands. Then back to looking at me. And he immediately went to his car, and soon after he caught gas leaving my house.

Thank goodness he was gone. At least the atmosphere at home can return as conducive as ever.

"Abang, take the sisters inside well, all bring the toys. Um Afis wants to talk to ummi for a minute. May it?" Hafizh's orders to Fatih.

"Ah ready Om," Fatih replied with a happy laugh.

Fatih then invited her sisters into the house. Followed by Ani and the twins. Remaining me and Hafizh mas on the porch of the house, with a distance of one meter without a partition.

"Hey wife-to-be, how are you? How come you never reply to my message?" He looked at me.

"Still candidates too, reply to messages. Not muhrim!" My reply is not to lose a centile.

"Haha. Relax, we're getting married tomorrow. Can you?" Her sweet smile adorned her face.

"So there. Faster is better." Reply lowered.

"Ahhh, alright!"

We looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

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