GOOD MORNING MY ANGEL

GOOD MORNING MY ANGEL
GOOD MORNING MY ANGEL 17



GOOD MORNING MY ANGEL 17


(Tien Kumalasari)


 


“Hallooo ..” Restu repeated his call, unsure of his hearing. Like the voice of a man?


“Ya, Hello ..”


Restu was now convinced, it was a male voice. His chest was rumbling suddenly.


“Hallo, who's this, and who's looking?”


“I want to talk to Lisa, who are you?”


“Lisa is taking a shower. I am his friend, uh ... his best friend .. uh ... no, his lover.”


Restu closed the conversation with overflowing anger. So Lisa's with a man, who claims to be her lover?


Restu hit the steering wheel of his car hard, and a horn roar immediately sounded, as the punch of his hand also pressed the horn button.


Restu doesn't care. He starts his car and runs it with overflowing anger.


Nagging, curses and swearing slid from his mouth, along the way in which he went in no direction. Night had arrived, and Restu was still circling around the city. I never imagined Lisa would do something that would hurt her so much. He sacrificed a lot for his love. He lied, wasted money, even stole his wife's bracelet to please her lover. But what does that lover do now? He betrayed. He even went with another man, who could have guessed they were in a hotel or what, obviously alone, one was bathing, one was waiting for him in the room, one was waiting for him, or did they even take a bath together?


Restu repeatedly hit the steering wheel of his car, to vent his anger.


Late at night, Restu stopped his car in front of a cafe. Not just any cafe because when the restu masuh saw several couples were dancing like crazy. The smell of alcohol filled the room. Restu didn't care, he ordered a bottle of booze. Sesloki drowned, then again and again. Half a bottle was already spent, his head started to feel heavy. The world seems to be spinning, making it dazed. But then he drank again, and again. A sexy woman approached, and her blurred eyes saw Lisa's shadow on the woman. That woman is a comfort woman. He stood behind Restu and hugged him. The woman's fragrant aroma made her feel more dizzy.


“Lisa .. Lisa .. “


The woman chuckled. Gently rubbed Restu's cheek.


“Go, traitor, goii !!”


“Hey, I'm not Lisa, baby.”


“You traitor, you forget that I have sacrificed a lot,” Restu keeps scolding.”


“Where to drink me, ambiiiil.”.


The woman took an almost empty bottle. Restu took it, and chugged it out. Then his head drooped on the table. The woman chuckled, then pulled her inside.


***


Broto has been in his office for a long time. Many times he called for Restu, but Restu was not in his room. He felt annoyed.


“That child is very difficult to arrange. Working discipline alone cannot. How can I relinquish the responsibility of this company to him?” his nag.


An hour, two hours had passed, Restu had not yet seen the trunk of his nose. Mr. Broto called his secretary, but he replied that Mr. Restu had not arrived.


Broto sir called Restu's phone. The phone is dead. Then Broto called Wulan.


“Ya Sir?” wulan answered from across.


“Your husband is still sleeping?”


Wulan's surprised. She doesn't usually vilify her husband in front of her in-laws. He always covers it. But now he's confused. Since yesterday, Restu has not come home. If Wulan says sleep, Mr. Broto must have woken her up. But if you say you have left, why this afternoon has not arrived at the office, proof that his father-in-law called home.


“Wulan, are you still there?”


“Oh, iy .. Yes Sir. Yes ...”


“Suami you're still sleeping? It's noon and he hasn't come to the office yet.”


“Oh ... ** .. but .. day ... “


“She's why Wulan, don't you cover up your husband's mistakes,” reprimand Mr. Broto, said.


“Iy .. yes sir, **.but .. already ... uh. mas Restu last night ti.not coming home,” finally no other way, Wulan told the truth.


“What? Not coming home?”


Restu has often not come home, Wulan is not surprised. But Mr. Broto just heard once that his son did not come home. He was so surprised.


“Iy .. Yes Sir.”


“She said where to go?”


“TI ... no Pak.”


“Wulan, how are you? Husband doesn't come home, and you don't care?” reprimand Mr. Broto with a displeased tone.


“Sorry sir, not ... Wulan does not care, but ... he has often done it,” there is no other way, Wulan finally bluntly.


“What? Frequently? You didn't reprimand him?”


“Mana ss... I dare?”


Broto just hung up his phone. She felt something was wrong with her son's household. The incompetence of Restu holding the reins of the company's leadership has disappointed him, plus now there is something unnatural in his child's household.


“Mr, time for meeting, Mr is awaited,” a secretary told.


“Meeting postponed. I'm not feeling well.”


The secretary nodded, then resigned from the presence of the director, to announce to the staff who were ready to hold a meeting on the orders of the director as well.


***


Rio was wiping his car when he suddenly saw Broto's mom getting off a taxi.


“Mother, why didn't you tell me to pick up mom, if you really want to come here?” greet Rio's friendly.


“No Rio, I'm going to the office, because you called me. But because I had to meet Wulan for a while, then I stopped by,” said Broto who then passed.


He immediately entered the house, and found his son-in-law cleaning the furniture in the guest room.


“Mother? How come mom suddenly comes, same who?”


“Self, mom takes a taxi,” said bu Broto who then sat on the sofa.


“Why not ask Rio to pick up Mom?”


“Rio said so, too, but I want to go straight to the office, because your father asked for it. Just, I need to stop by here to meet you.”


Wulan sat in front of her mother-in-law, watching her mother-in-law reach into her bag.


“This is Wulan, your bracelet that was taken by Restu, mother asked him to be returned, and yesterday afternoon has been returned. Now I hand it over to you again,” said bu Suryo while handing over a box.


Wulan opened it, seeing the bracelet that was the same shape and model as yours. He continues to observe it. It made a difference, but he had not found the difference, and saw his mother-in-law standing back.


“Wulan, I just want to hand over the bracelet, now go to the office, the taxi is waiting, in front.”


“Alright Mother, soon Wulan also want to go out for shopping.”


Bu Broto instantly passed after nodding and leaving a smile for his dearest son-in-law,


Wulan placed the bracelet box on the table, after delivering her mother-in-law to the terrace. He continued his work, then called out to Murni.


“Murni,” shouted.


“Ya Bu.”


“Are you ready?”


“Iya, do not misfortune, hot air once.”


“I just change clothes Bu.”


Wulan prepared, and waited in the living room. He grabbed the bracelet back, took the bracelet and watched it. He still felt something different about the bracelet, though,


“So shopping?” rio suddenly looked up from the door.


“So dong Rio, wait for Pure briefly.”


“Wah, got a gift from in-laws apparently,” Rio said as Wulan was observing the bracelet that his mother-in-law had given him.


Wulan laughing.


“Not a gift, Rio. Long story. But I'm suspicious of this bracelet.”


Rio approached, Wulan handed the bracelet.


“Then, this bracelet was lost. I was suspicious, Restu took it, and one day my mother caught a woman wearing the bracelet while shopping. From the woman's rant, the mother knew that the bracelet was given by the woman's lover whose name was Restu.”


“Wauuw, caught ya?”


“Mother was furious, asking that Restu return the bracelet. Otherwise, Restu's behavior will be reported to the father. Apparently Restu was frightened, yesterday afternoon this bracelet was returned to mother, and was handed over again to me. But I feel like there's something weird about that bracelet.”


“Any?”


“The form is similar. But what is different?”


“Bring this bracelet. Later we stop by a store.”


“What shop?”


“Yesterday I followed Restu, he went to that store.”


“Bu, I'm ready,” said Pure who has changed clothes.


“Oh, alright, let's go Rio.”


Rio handed back the bracelet, and Wulan put it in the box. He did not clearly understand Rio's intention to bring the bracelet, and about the shop Rio was going to show.


***


Wulan is shopping at a supermarket, Pure follows her, while Rio helps push the troly.


When they finished shopping, they passed by the clothing store.


“You shop for clothes?” ask Rio.


“No, we just go home,” replied Wulan.


“Not be to that store?”


“Oh yes, what store the hell exactly?”


“Later you will know. You brought the bracelet?”


“Yes, it was you who told him.”


When he was about to come out, Rio saw a beautiful woman, being clad in the arm of a gallant man. The man was not young anymore, but still looked handsome and handsome. Suddenly Wulan was wide-eyed, looking at the circular bracelet on the woman's arm. He knows her very well. He wanted to say something, but the man immediately pulled the woman inward.


Wulan. The bracelet, just like the bracelet.


“I know the woman,” said Rio while going down the stairs.


“You know him?”


“He whom I saw with Restu a few months ago.”


“What? Means right, my bracelet is still on it,” cried Wulan accidentally.


Rio rushed to pick up his car, while Wulan and Pure waited in the lobby. Many times he turned inward, but the woman and the man were no longer visible from his nose.


***


The bracelet he was wearing was still my bracelet,” Wulan said when Rio was already running his car.


Then Wulan took the bracelet box again and took it out.


“Restu lie. This isn't my bracelet. Only the model was exactly,” muttered Wulan while continuing to observe the bracelet.


Suddenly Rio stopped his car in front of a jewelry store.


“Come down, and bring the bracelet,” Rio said as he opened the door for Wulan.


“Pure, you wait in the car for a while yes,” Wulan said to Murni.


“Good Bu.”


Wulan followed Rio. Rio asked for the bracelet, then showed it to the shopkeeper.


“You ask Mbak, is this bracelet ordered here?” rio asked while thrusting the bracelet he had removed from the box.


“Oh, yes Sir, just yesterday afternoon taken. What's up, sir?”


“This material from what is Mbak? Gold?”


“Not Sir, this is just an imitation. We do not sell gold jewelry. This we used to make, for example, photos of a bracelet. Who ordered his name Restu.”


“Oh ... so ?” Wulan almost squealed, but then she shut her mouth. He really didn't think Restu was lying to his mother.


“Alright Ma'am, thank you, we will only ask for this bracelet.”


The waiter nodded, while Wulan had already followed Rio towards the car.”


***


“Truly liar,” furious Wulan.


“It just so happened that I followed her and saw her into the store yesterday, so I immediately suspected when you said that your husband had returned his bracelet,” Rio said.


“And the bracelet is still worn by the woman.”


“Really?”


“I saw it, and sure when you said you've seen the woman with Restu. The bracelet is still in use.”


“But the man he took with him was not Restu.”


“Women are not real. Well, I'm confused about what to say.”


“All the rottenness will be revealed. You have to tell everything to your in-laws.”


***


It was night, and Restu had not yet returned. Wulan and Murni had already eaten dinner, and had already entered into their respective rooms. News of Restu's absence has not yet been heard from his two parents-in-law, who must have been engaged when they met. But they didn't tell Wulan. Wulan also refused to ask. He already said that Restu did not come home often.


“Are you angry with me because I don't want to be frank?” thought it was Wulan who made him sleepless.


At midnight, Wulan fell asleep. But suddenly, she heard the sound of crying. Wulan opened her eyes, half a dream the voice heard. Wulan rubbed her eyes, perhaps she was dreaming. But no, the cry was still heard. Wulan got up, then walked out of her room. The cry was heard from the direction of the living room. Wulan was choked because she recognized the voice. The lights in the living room are not turned on. Wulan stepped over there and grabbed the light switch. How shocked when he saw Pure crying gurgled on the floor in messy clothes.


***


Tomorrow again yes.