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DTPH 02: Vishnu Kunto Aji Promise

Vishnu PoV

All humans who live on this earth must have felt what regret is. A form of taste that comes at the end and can never be twisted, repeated, and redone. And maybe only leave a wish to be able to rotate and repeat again, but it is all just an impossibility. Right now, I feel that regret.

Today, on the seventh day that Oma Widuri left me. If I was the one who left him when I moved to Surabaya, now he is the one who left me to face God. If my departure at that time can return, but the departure of oma really will never be back again. Because I and I are in a different life and place.

The body wrapped in a white bathrobe I brought to approach the wide window in the corner of the room. From this place, I can clearly see the atmosphere that is presented out there. The atmosphere of the night that felt so quiet and soothing, which immediately left only a beam of peace that embraced the body. Although wracked by fatigue and drowsiness that is extraordinary after the trip from Jogja, but I really still want to enjoy the atmosphere of the night today from behind the window of the room.

Previously, this grand house of oma relics felt so crowded when the Gods, Mara and Nendra still lived with me. However, it immediately changed one hundred and eighty degrees when they chose to move to the city of Jogja. A city that my sister said was a dream town where she would spend her old age there. The home town of a woman he loves so much. Who else if not the wife, Nismara Dewani Hayati.

I took a deep breath. Filling up the cavities of my chest that felt a little claustrophobic with oxygen. The silence of this house dragged me back to the bitter times that had occurred in this house. Surely traces of bitterness left by the ex-wife.

I never thought if the woman I had been married to was one of the snake women who had managed to ravage my life. The woman I love even more than my love for myself became the most deeply wounding woman in my chest. Not only am I the one who is hurt, but also all the family members especially his presence which makes the only cause of oma's departure forever.

His ambition to master the oma treasure left my ex-wife blind. Blind, if the treasure is only a deposit that will never be taken when returning to the lap of the Lord. The treasure that had been an ambition in his life, now the treasure that also dragged him to languish behind the prison.

I slightly ruffled my hair rough. What I've been through with Dira, it makes me think that no woman in this world truly loves. Everything is proven, when I try desperately to make Dira happy with the love I have, he actually has a bad intention to master what you have. And more than I never thought, he had a myriad of ways and plans to run it all, until in the end it was the oma who became the victim of the greed and greed of a woman who had the title of wife.

I see a blackened expanse of sky above. I saw the face of the oma floating between the thin clouds that were there. Facial bias that increasingly dragged me in the guilt of having wrongly chosen a granddaughter-in-law for him. To atone for all my guilt, I made a promise to close the door of the heart. I will never open it for anyone again.

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"Please have breakfast, sir!"

Breakfast with rice pecel menu complete with eggs and pempeyek beans, has been presented on the dining table. It looks mbok Darmi is still busy here and there, even though his job to make breakfast is done.

"Bok, sit here!"

Mbok Darmi who was just about to head for the kitchen, immediately stopped his footsteps. He turned around and approached Vishnu who was sitting in the dining chair.

"Yes Sir? Is there anything else you need? Maybe Lord Vishnu wants a fried chicken side dish? Tempe or know?"

Vishnu just chuckled. Though he deliberately called mbok Darmi not to be busy anymore. "No Mbok, this beef-eye egg side dish is enough. I called mbok Darmi to accompany me to breakfast."

Darmi was flabbergasted when she heard her master ask her to accompany him to breakfast. The household assistant who has been in this family for decades can only smile clumsily. "But sir, is it worth the breakfast symbol at this dinner table? This standpoint is just your housekeeper's assistant. Let the food stand in the kitchen."

"Mbok Darmi what's this talking about? To me, Darmi and Kasim are not housekeepers or housekeepers. For me you two are my family. The family that currently lives with me."

"But Sir...."

"Already Mbok. Call Mr. Kasim and we have breakfast together. Does the symbol know? I would be very lonely living in this house if there were no Darmi and Kasim sir. So starting today, we have breakfast together every morning. And if it's night, we'll have dinner together at this table."

Not long after, Darmi returned to the dining room with Kasim. The middle-aged man who was busy mowing the grass, he stopped his work. And trailed behind Darmi's back to the dining room.

Vishnu smiled knot. "Let's Kasim sir, mbok Darmi, we have breakfast together!"

Darmi and Kasim just nodded obediently. The two men took up their positions to sit down at each other's quarters, and began eating breakfast this morning with the master.

"Mbok Darmi and Kasim sir feel lonely not living in this house?"

In between his breakfast the next morning, Vishnu tries to open a chat with Darmi and Kasim. The two people could only throw one another a glance and stare with an intangible gaze.

"Yes, sir, the symbol does feel lonely. Especially when Lord God, mistress Mara and little Aden live in Jogja. The feeling of this house is so quiet," said Darmi expressed his argument.

"I also feel so, sir. This house feels so lonely. What if Lord Vishnu gets married again. After marriage, you will definitely have children. So it's not quiet anymore!"

Uhuk... Uhuk... Uhukkc...

Kasim's proposal successfully made Vishnu choke spinach leaves. In a hurry he gulped down the white water before him. Just last night he promised to close the door of his heart and this morning his housekeeper gave a proposal to remarry.

Darmi glanced at Kasim with a aiming gaze. He felt that it was Kasim's words that had made his master choke. The woman gestured for Kasim to apologize immediately.

"Uppsss ... I'm sorry Sir, I don't mean to be presumptuous. But it seems like my proposal could you consider. Because you deserve to be happy."

"Sir Eunuch!" darmi's two eyeballs glared at Kasim. He thought this man no longer discussed the matter of a mate, this even discussed again.

Eunuch smiled clumsily while scratching his non-itchy nape. "Ah, forgive me Sir. I don't mean to offend Lord Vishnu."

Vishnu attempts to regulate his breath after choking on the leaves of spinach. The man just nodded slowly. "It's okay sir. Just relax. I did plan to add one more family member to enter this house."

Vishnu's words successfully make Darmi and Kasim surprised half to death. Maybe the two people thought the same thing.

"Sir Vishnu will marry again?" darmi said he made sure.

Vishnu chuckled amusedly to find the expressions of Kasim and Darmi. They must have thought if the plan to add one new family member by presenting the figure of a mistress in this house.

"Not Sir, Mbok. I'm not looking for a new wife anymore. However I will adopt one of the children who lives not far from the grave of oma."

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