
Viona and Roger glide to the top at six in the afternoon after performing the three raka'at Maghrib prayer service.
The two deliberately did not inform Christian that they were speeding up their arrival.
Tini and Kenken have also just returned home. I don't know where they're from. Even if it is true from Bandung, it feels impossible.
They just want to give space and time to the new couple who are still shy about it. Making Tini and Kenken anxious until forced to flee briefly from the house area.
As a result, it was not wasted on Roger to express love and unfortunately for Viona.
...........
The road to the top turned out to be quite smooth because it was not on holidays. It was a lucky break for the new couple.
Because if they travel there on Saturdays-weeks and national holidays, stuck in a long traffic jam has become a waste of the region's road users. And the closed line is open one way so the alternative choice of the government in getting around severe congestion.
They finally arrived at the PSK satay place at about eight o'clock.
Stomach filling for a while after a day of attacking each other in ranj*ng makes Roger and Viona starve.
Several tens of skewers of mutton and chicken meat and their appetizing oxtail soup did not forget Roger wrap for his relatives and sons in the villa.
"Road yuk, Yang?"
"Almost don't, pray for a minute?" asked Viona when she saw the mosque around the satay stall.
"Yes, I can!"
They covered for a while for worship. Then go back to the journey that stayed a little more.
The cold mountain air makes Viona close her jacket.
Roger hugged his wife before starting the engine. Take the phone, then take a picture for its WA status update.
"Let's Chris and Lody's brother be! Hehe..."
"Hehehe... when we want to get to their place huh!?"
They also continued their journey.
It's true Roger's guess. Shortly thereafter, Chris caught it. Ask them where they're going.
"Hehehe... khan khan!?"
Both giggle. I am happy to be noticed by my brother.
"Sister Chris cares a lot about Mas Roger!"
"That's how he is! Sok cool though mah keboan people. From the first time! Sometimes he can be a super duper. Ask me if ten o'clock hasn't come home yet! To be honest, it was Chris, Papa to me. He took good care of me even though I hated him!"
Viona looked at her husband's handsome face.
Roger never wanted to tell anyone his life story. Even on his own fiancee, at that time.
But now with Viona, he wants to tell her everything. There are no secrets between them anymore.
A couple is like clothes. Which gives a sense of security, comfort and warmth. That covers all the disgrace and ugliness of the couple themselves.
It all starts with being open to each other. Must dare to tell anything, even though bitter sounds.
"I used to feel very angry. My mom paid less attention to me. Their focus is only the first child, Chris' brother. It turns out my view is very wrong. It turns out that Papa Mama even galvanizes Chris as the oldest child for his mental strength. Because he will be the leader of his brothers after our parents are gone. Now I feel everything. Even the pain, fear and the desire to protect that brother Chris gave in leading me and Fika seemed to wake me up. How heavy the burden has been all this time! Even Papa's problem with Aunt Tasya was he cleaned things up very well. Suppose I, I don't know how long it took until all these problems became what they are today! Hhh..."
Viona. His head nodded slowly. Allowing the husband's words.
"May God give long life to Chris, to guide us all!" viona. Quieted immediately by Roger.
"I'm happy, Yang!" said Roger.
"Me too, Mum!"
"As for you, I feel like I'm becoming a better person!"
"Me too! Me moreover. My life used to be comfortable. Even though we are not from among the possessed. And Dad was just a soldier. So we got used to moving places. Following where Dad was assigned. But I'm used to being dearest even though Dad educated me with his tough, assertive military style."
"Dad doesn't spoil you even though you're an only child, huh?"
"No. Not at all. I was taught to be strong. Can't do this, can't do that. Don't do this, don't do it. Until I'm hard to make friends! My character also became like this, hehehe...! Sometimes weak but very stubborn. That's because all has been provided by Father and Mother but must be willing to accept all the rules they apply. My mother is actually a haunted person. But his love for Dad, made me a loyal person and always obeyed what Dad said."
Ciii...
Roger and Viona are shocked to death. He almost hit someone who crossed him suddenly.
The sudden brake made a very loud squeaking sound from the car that Roger was steering.
He stopped while breathing a sigh of relief. Then open the car door and go outside to check.
A woman sits on the asphalt in front of her car.
"Mbak!? You're all right? Why cross suddenly?!" the reprimand is a bit tart.
And when the woman raised her face, exposed to the spotlight from the car until clearly visible face.
"Ivan...ka?!?"
The face of the woman who used to be in her dreams. Which makes him so eager to work hard, collect the coffers of his income in order to immediately edit it.
Ivanka Camellia. Roger Ghibran Suherman's.
"Who, Mas?"
Viona got out of the car. He was surprised to see a woman sitting on the asphalt in front of Roger's car with a face that was like a mark of someone's hand.
"Oh God! You okay, khan?" ask Viona.
"Ma sorry...! I'm sorry!"
Ivanka stood up slowly. Then he walked away, but was prevented by Viona.
"Mbak is fine khan? Why is his face so battered?"
Ivanka did not answer. Roger didn't flinch either. His eyes were trying to move elsewhere. Then he looked at his wife's sweet face.
Roger could not hold the beat in his heart. The pain was still felt when after so many years he managed to forget even more since there was Viona.
"Yes...! Poor that woman! What...we don't give him the money for compensation?" viona.
"No need, my dear! It was his fault, crossing recklessly. We're not nudging him anyway, let alone bumping him!"
Suddenly from across the street, a man shouted with a knife at the woman who had almost Roger hit.
Spontaneous Roger pulled Ivanka's hand and put it in the back seat of his car.
"Viona, hurry up!"
Roger gasp and they immediately rush off.
Ivanka's voice came from the back seat.
"Mom! Ma'am! Who was the man who yelled at me while carrying a long knife?" ask Viona empathizing.
"My husband! Hik hik hicks..."
"Oh God..."
Roger just kept silent. His eyes were focused on the road. Not wanting to say anything while the wife so kindly gave Ivanka tissue for Ivanka to wipe her tears.
Ciiit...
Roger stopped his vehicle suddenly.
"Come down! This is far enough from where you were chased by the man!" she made Viona look at her husband.
"Please, Mum! Don't drop this mbak by the side of the road. Look at the conditions like... ! Like a victim of violence!" viona hatch.
"It's none of our business, honey!" answer Roger.
"Mas! Please... Let this mbak come with us to Christian's villa! Poor thing! Looks like this madam is in shock because of the persecution!"
Ivanka just cried. Didn't say anything. But his hand was about to open the car door, intending to get out.
"Mas! Mas... This is a girl! This position is already night and what if the bad guy who was chasing him managed to find this mbak again? There could be unwanted events later!"
"Hhh..."
Roger could only sigh. His wife has an amazing pure heart.
But if Viona knew who that woman was, it would be another story.
Roger is back in the running. And soon they arrive at Villa Christian.
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