
Siti looks so skinny. His stye face now looks a little deflated. The panda circles in his eyes.
There was nothing the family could do to persuade her to eat normally. How can I persuade if to talk they are not allowed by Siti.
"Eyang asked for your help yes .. come and persuade Siti, she has long limited herself with all of us. He doesn't even care about himself."
"Yes Eyang. Erlangga will soon be home. Hope Siti wants to talk."
"Thank you Er ...."
That's the conversation, ma'am. Amira and Erlangga on the phone. The older woman who still looks beautiful knows that Siti and colleagues are quite close.
While there, Erlangga just stared at the screen of his phone. He played the phone with his clean white finger.
"Maybe I have to get there, before Lee and Naura arrive."
The handsome man immediately got up and climbed up from the swimming pool that had soaked his body.
"Bi .. towel please."
"Iyad den, for a moment." cried the middle-aged woman from the room there. Not long after the woman with the stocky stature came. Giving his master a towel.
"Tonight I didn't go home. Auntie just cook for the workers here. Don't wait for me to come home."
"Yes den .. be careful on the road."
"Hm. Thanks Bi."
Erlangga immediately walked. Entering his room. He went into the bathroom. Take off her towels and swimsuits. Lighted shower. White steam instantly covered the bathroom bulkhead made of thick glass.
Under the warm water, for a moment Erlangga closed his eyes. He thought far away laughing somewhere.
After you have finished cleaning your body. Erlangga immediately dried his body. Take a casual dress with torn jeans and a plain black t-shirt. Don't forget the earrings she always wears. A necklace and a watch that never forgets to adorn his wrist.
Walk down the stairs. Grabbing the keys to his yellow sports car.
He stepped on the gas pedal so deeply. Driving at high speed. Hope to arrive soon and meet with 'Kembang Desanya'.
Arriving at the European Indian-style mansion, Erlangga headed straight for Siti's room. He knew that there was no one at home. Because residents here have their own busy lives.
tok tok tok tok
"Siti .. This is Aa. Open the door, dong."
There's no answer.
"Temenin aa eat yuk. Laper is so."
Slender.
"Siti. You didn't? said ustadz madrasah I as a child, torturing yourself is a sin. God won't like us."
Still no response. But it did not dampen the spirit of Erlangga.
"When Zidan finds out it's like this, I think he'll be disappointed. Pun father. How can they be happy with their present life, if their favorite child suffers. Maybe they'll choose to live in a rickety hut again and ...."
Clamps! door open.
Immediately Erlangga put on her sweetest smile. Although not reciprocated.
Siti simply fell silent, putting on a flat face without expression. The woman walked out, down the stairs. Erlangga followed him from behind. In his eyes the woman who is still stored in the bottom of his heart.
There is a growing sense of. There is worry, anxiety and sadness to see 'kemang village'nya which is now withered.
They sit in the back garden. On a swing with a big tree.
Erlangga stood beside him. Still staring at you.
"Siti ... Why does it have to be like this? if you can't, you should have prevented this marriage, not ...."
"I never knew it would hurt like this A."
"Then what are you going to do next?"
"hold on? in all this pain?"
"This is all I want. Like it doesn't like it I have to accept A."
"Listen to me." Erlangga sat in front of Siti.
"You can ask Lee to divorce Naura, Lee will definitely obey."
"That's impossible. Their wedding was only a few days. And I also forced Lee to marry Naura. It feels so cruel to Naura A."
"Why did you ask Lee to marry Naura?"
Siti speechless. His eyes stared intently at Erlangga. Siti looking for seriousness, can Erlangga be trusted?
"I always get threats from someone. He'll hurt Lee if I don't do this."
"What!?"
"Yes A. I think it's gonna hurt a lot. I can't imagine anything happening to Lee. I think what's wrong with me allowing Lee to marry Naura. At least Lee's fine."
"Lee know all this?"
"No."
"Why are you telling me this now? Maybe I can help you. And this marriage won't happen."
",It's okay A. Maybe it's destiny. Who can change it?"
"Next time don't make rash decisions. If there's anything, let me know. Soon!"
"Yes A."
Kruyukk ....
Siti looked at Erlangga full of question marks. Until he finally laughed.
"Let's eat. I don't want to hear your stomach anymore." invite Siti.
Erlangga smiled spoiled, like a child.
Siti walked ahead. Erlangga smiled happily. Siti finally wants to go eat.
They went to a fancy restaurant in a hotel. Talking about anything is not really important.
Siti laughs occasionally. While Erlangga could only smile to see Siti who was already willing to laugh.
Erlangga's heart was relieved. Seeing his 'village development' would eat and smile back. Before returning home, they stopped by a Muslim fashion boutique. Buy some robe and hijab for Siti.
When I got out of the boutique, there was a bit of a commotion. Time is stirring because of the mugging. Some people ran after the snatch. Boisterous atmosphere.
Brak!
Someone hit Siti. The hijab she was wearing came off because it was in the hands of that person by accident.
With the reflex Erlangga hugged Siti's body. Covering his head with his body. Siti lowered her body. Covering his head with his hands.
"Sorry Mas. I accidentally bumped into his wife."
"It's okay. Next time be careful." said Erlangga.
Erlangga still hugged Siti. Covering her broken hair. Paper bag containing hijab and robe, soon Erlangga torn rough. He quickly picked up the new hijab in his purchase. And put it on Siti.
After neat. Siti stood up immediately. With a loud breath, the beautiful woman tidied up her clothes and hijab.
"Thank you A."
Erlangga shook his head. Smiling to win Siti, even though her heart was no less messed up. Angry at that person, but there was a hint of happiness in his deepest little heart.
Like taking a chance in narrowness, but hugging Siti makes Erlangga very happy. Clutching the small body of the woman he had always wanted all this time.
Think hover. His eyes were still not separated from the woman who had just adjusted her clothes.
to be continued.