Grasping Taste

Kangen

"Why are you, Run?" rosa asked when she saw that Aruna was not so excited. From now on, his daughter-in-law was more silent and daydreaming.

"Aruna just thought Mas Sabda had not called for two days" said Aruna still stirring pregnant milk before breakfast.

It's been a week of Word off the island to continue Rosa's work. This time he had to jump right in because this was a new field that he had to study seriously.

"Maybe the Word is in the far side. Projects that open land, usually difficult signal. Don't you worry!" clearly Rosa. He has a lot of experience in that field.

"Do you not believe in the Word?" rosa's search left Aruna speechless. Either, the disbelief or worry that makes the pregnant woman can not stop thinking about her husband. Aruna herself did not understand.

"You know what it feels like to be betrayed, but don't mind too much! Kasian Mama's granddaughter." Rosa did not want to say to be able to trust the Word. People who have been betrayed are always haunted by disbelief.

"Aruna believed Mas Sabda, Ma." continued Aruna, she again convinced her heart to believe in her husband.

Rosa smiled, her hand clutching her daughter-in-law's hand. That, means he will support what Aruna said just now.

Rosa believes that her son is not the type of man who falls in love easily. If ever lulled with a figure of love in his past, it was because their relationship was separated without clarity and it made the Word as if still curious about his own feelings.

"Well, you know Aninditha?" asked Aruna doubtfully.

Aruna's question made Rosa pause for a moment. The woman is still worried about reopening her past story or choosing to hang on to save it.

Silent. The atmosphere inside the dining room became silent for a moment. Aruna looked at her in-laws questioningly.

"She's Mama's best friend's daughter." Rosa's sentence hangs. The eyes of the two were linked to each other filled with questions.

"When there is a project in Batam. Mom is deliberately looking for her best friend. Her name is Anindya, but she's gone and left her daughter Anin."

"Anin's a pretty girl, she was in third grade at SMU. Her teetering life made Mama want to take her, take care of her and actually wanted to match her with the Word, in order to connect friendship into a family." rosa's sentence paused when she saw Aruna's changed face. There was a bit of discomfort in his daughter-in-law.

"But, Mama is grateful. The word got a beautiful and nice girl like you." continued Rosa. Not just seducing or nonsense, but that's what's in Rosa's heart. He likes women like Aruna.

"Keep, Ma." urged Aruna.

"First, the Word was very recalcitrant. She doesn't want to go to college, her job is hanging out and hanging out. Mama's fault is also, Mama is not a good mother or wife. Mama is too obsessed with proving to both of Mama's parents that marrying her father Sabda is best for Mama."

"But, Aruna believes Mas Sabda is Mama's priority" said Aruna to shift Rosa's guilt on her family.

"Yes, the Word is Mama's priority. It's just that you don't realize what a child needs. Mama was too careless to pursue the material." explained Rosa.

Aruna's phone rang between their casual chats that morning. The name Sabda finally appeared in his flat object screen. Aruna immediately smiled welcoming him.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mas." said Aruna, the woman immediately smiled cheerfully.

"Mas kangen, Run." said Sabda a week away from his wife and being in the interior makes Sabda miss his wife very much.

"But the greeting was answered first, Mas." protested Aruna.

"Hehehe waalaikumsalam, darling. How's the baby grandpa doing?" ask Sabda. Her voice made Aruna's longing heart get wet.

"Good, Mas. But, why did you just call?" ask Aruna.

"Mas, in the interior really?" asked Aruna so curious.

"Yes, but the place is good, Run. There is also a city here although it has to take a two-hour trip to get there. Later if Mas has prepared everything Mas will bring you here." said Sabda.

"Does that mean you were there long?" sela Aruna, her voice sounded heavy. Although he had been hurt by it, but his heart was still tied to the man who was calling him.

"Yes, it turns out that Mama's project has a lot of problems. Not to mention clashing with the locals." replied Sabda.

Their chatter was interrupted again by the signal. Aruna could only sigh and spontaneously caress her stomach because of the little guy's kick in there.

"Damn!" as if the Word is still raising the position of his phone.

"Why, Mr Sabda?" tanya Nanang looked at the emotion-filled Word. He also just finished calling his girlfriend.

Word went down the stairs and approached Nanang who was already at the bottom. This kind of situation made Sabda very fed up. At the same time the wife must be interrupted by an unclear signal.

"Still misses the wife even signal cross again, make greget alone." out the Word made Nanang chuckle in response.

"Moreover me, sir. If the communication break is afraid of the boyfriend in the tikung people." continued Nanang. The man was the new Assistant of the Word.

"Well, why not get married first?" tempt Sabda while patting the man on the back of the man.

"Wow, look for capital for marriage first, sir." welcome Nanang in a weak voice. The man is pursuing a career at a young age.

Sabda and Nanang again walked towards the temporary settlement and were quite simple.

"Why, Mr. Sabda does not live in the city alone? Mr. Sabda can monitor in certain times" said Nanang who was surprised, usually the big boss only received a clean different from the Word that immediately plunged into the field.

"This is the first time I've handled a project. So I'm still learning a lot. There are too many problems here. Where can I leha-leha, Nang." Sabda explained made Nanang increasingly admire the Word as a figure of intelligence and totality.

A fortune car parked in front of their settlement. Sabda and Nanang quickened their pace to meet the guest they had been waiting for.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Arslan." greet the Word to the man who was several years on it. He was the Architect on the project that Sabda was handling.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Sabda. How about, like, staying here?" asked Arslan so kindly.

While the woman beside Arslan was watching the Word so closely. Alena, she's Arslan's wife who happens to be with Arslan. Alena is actually also an Architect, but for now Arslan asked her to focus on being a housewife.

"Meet me, she's my wife Alena." Arslan introduces Alena.

"Alena." the woman with waist-length hair extended her hand with a smile.

"Sabda." greet the Word by cupping his hands together on his chest.

Past mistakes make the Word learn and understand, how to behave in the opposite sex, or who is not a mahram.

Alena pulled her hand, the woman looked misbehaved. But, there was admiration that radiated on his gaze for the Word. A handsome figure with a metropolis style but so careful in maintaining a relationship. It made the character of the Word so attractive in the eyes of Alena.