
The rain had rained long enough, the couple sat on the floor, leaning their backs on the dusty rolling door. Frea's eyes slowly closed, unable to resist her sleepiness.
The young man smiled, grabbed Frea's head, leaning her on his shoulder.
In a short time, you can make me fall in love. What magic do you have? Again, I can't get away from you. In this short time, please love me ...
Tomy began to lift Frea's body looking at her personal driver who had arrived, patted the couple, then opened the car door.
Rain drops soaked the windshield of the moving car, Tomy's fingers stretched out gently to feel the cold glass beside her.
Can love be bought with money? Something that he could have been. The child of the woman of the night who almost every day witnessed for himself, how a feeling can be bought. Years of just raising money, to make the woman he loves happy, to buy his heart.
However, today his confidence disappeared, the young man's name would return again. The man his wife loved.
What if I took him to live in Singapore they wouldn't meet? Just delaying, the moment they meet, all will still happen. Happiness for money? Can I spoil him with all the money I have...
No, Tomy finally knew clearly, love cannot be bought with money.
***
Tak..dak...
There was the sound of knives clashing, his fingers were good at making various dishes. A small spoon was used to slightly taste the flavor. Smiling, satisfied with the taste of his homemade food. One by one they put it on the table.
Still wearing one hair roller on her bangs, Frea came out in a hurry. Has been wearing a long-handed shirt, with a skirt slightly above the knee, revealing the legs of the tie. Wear high heels, with thin makeup.
"I'm late, I have to hurry" he said frantically, putting his wallet in his bag.
"Stop!! Relax and eat first!!" Tomy was still wearing her appron, smiling.
"But.." Frea's words interrupted, the young man's handcuffs before him, slowly releasing the hair roll left behind.
"This is what happens when you hurry, eat first. Otherwise, I'll kiss your lips and your whole face, so that your makeup breaks down." she said smiling sincerely, stroking Frea's hair.
"A..I'll eat!!" Frea sat down and started eating quickly.
A smile on Tomy's face at least he doesn't eat alone anymore. The shadow of a stuttering child dressed shabby in a rundown house with two plates of white rice. Dining table with two chairs, but only himself, eating while glancing at the empty chair beside him.
Now it turns into a comfortable, comfortable place to live, complete food with side dishes and vegetables. Most importantly, the girl he wanted to give him a pack of rice 12 years ago, was now sitting down to eat side by side with him.
"I'm happy .." he muttered smilingly, looking at his wife who was eating with her mouth full.
"What did you say?" tanya Frea did not hear clearly.
"Be careful if you eat.." Tomy's fingers moved to choose fish spines on Frea's plate. One by one set aside. "Don't choke." he said.
Undeniably, slowly his heart began to melt, at the young man before him. However, his ego was too high to admit his feelings. The face of a smiling young man, who was like he would not let go of his fingers, enlivened his lonely apartment.
It was two weeks from their wedding day. Every time Frea opened the door, the apartment did not look empty anymore, there would be a smiling young man waiting for her. Sometimes invite him to play snake ladder or PS if bored. Even watch the romantic comedy DVDs that Frea loves.
The young man would smile and laugh without much protest, clasping tightly to his fingers. Sleeping together gives each other comfort in just a hug. A simple little happiness.
Just like today, Frea was getting used to it, laughing and crying with her. The young man whom he considered a mercenary, yet slowly unconsciously, became the precious husband in his heart.
"I'm done, I'm leaving ya.." said Frea about to pass away.
"Wait.." One kiss the young man gave on his forehead. A brief but comfortable kiss."Go away..."
Frea nodded, sighed violently, passed walking out of the apartment. A moment after the door closed, the smile on Tomy's face disappeared.
His hands were trembling with anxiety, and Vincent was coming. One thing he knew, for years Frea had not been able to forget it. A piece of his picture is still neatly stored in a drawer tucked in his wife's agenda book.
***
Tak ..tak...
The pace runs fast, considering the arrival of the supply car to one of his stores. Some goods in large quantities, along with payments that must be taken care of immediately.
One by one the stock of goods that entered in his room, assisted by several employees. Until a toy from a small ball rolls towards his feet. Frea smiled, picking it up, as an 11-year-old girl approached her.
"Sister is very pretty." The boy was fixated.
"Thank you, is this yours?" ask the child. The girl nodded.
The toy returned Frea, the child grabbed it, then ran towards a man, "Dad." he said to the man who did not take his eyes off Frea.
The smile on Frea's face faded, staring at the man's face back. A moment later shifted his gaze, about to return to record the items that had just entered.
"Frea..." Vincent came up to him, holding his wrist, "Can we talk?" tanyakanya.
***
The food court area is quite crowded, some people pass by. Talk about ordering food."Dad I want fries." said the boy.
Vincent smiled softly, offered two pieces of money with a picture of the proclamator (one hundred thousand rupiahs), "Order three servings, change for you, leave it to save,"
The son nodded, leaving his father to talk to Frea.
"That's your son? It turned out to be big yes." said Frea trying to smile. Remembering the bitter thing he once wanted to forget.
"He's still my son even though we don't have blood relations" Vincent smiled bitterly, glancing at the woman he still loved after all these years.
Frea paused for a moment, clenching her forehead not understanding, "Not Dona.." her words interrupted.
"Dona was pregnant before we started the relationship behind you. Her ex-boyfriend's irresponsible, so he's intending to make me a scapegoat,"
The young man eased his head, heaving a rough sigh, as if feeling tired,"I looked for you but never found you. At your request I married Dona, even without any love at all,"
"Until the day of Gea's birth (son of Dona), Dona wants me to come back to you, she apologizes, before finally dying from complications during childbirth," Vincent glanced slightly at Frea, "Why silence? Usually you're always chatty.." she asked.
Frea's eyes glazed over, her tears flowing, "Your life is pretty heavy huh?" he said he was crying in an awkward situation.
"Dad..." Gea runs up to Vincent, smiling at his father and Frea.
"Dad, I want to grow up to be beautiful like this sister .." said the child.
"I'm almost your father's age, so just call aunt Frea. If you want to be beautiful, must want to eat a lot of vegetables and fruit, then auntie buy fruit salt for you ..." Frea smiled softly, ruffling the child's hair was anxious.
"Can I call mom? I don't have a mother, so.." the child's words stopped, glancing at his smiling father did not take his eyes off Frea.
"I want to think of aunty like my mother, is it okay?" tanyanya, full of meaning.
Frea sighed harshly, nodded, assented, looking pityfully at her solitude after her parents divorced.
Good, I will have a mother, from a rigid father who is not interested in any woman..Gea murmured in his heart, liked the figure of Frea? Of course, the woman who looked did not pay any attention to the father at all. Just watching the kid.
Unlike the other women who approached Vincent, flirting with his father. Be familiar with her, not the ideal mother-to-be. But the figure of Frea who is beautiful and looks good, not pretending, that's her dream mother.
Seriate