I know you're cheating

Varissa Murkana

"What's this, Rik?" harun was desperate. It had been almost two days that the middle-aged man could not sleep. The restaurant is closed. The fraudster, who claims to be Gisam Butena, has sold his restaurant to a mysterious man who he says is still abroad.

Shock, stricken, and desperate. That's how Aaron feels right now. The restaurant was the only source of income for their family all this time. Although there is no need to bear the cost of Tika's tuition, but household expenses still increase every month.

"Well, right! The karma is coming into effect! It's all because of it, brother!" accuse Tika to her brother.

"Kok, Brother?" erik asked not to accept.

"Who told you to cheat on Varissa? See, will it?" Tika spread her hands wide. "In the end, our karmic family!"

"Huss!" Retno patted Tika's thigh. The 20-year-old girl grunted inadmissively. He stood up from his chair. Scrambling around his waist in disbelief as he looked hatefully at Mother who always defended his elder brother's actions.

"Look at me, Ma! If until Mbak Varissa knows the behavior of Brother, Tika will never want to follow his criminal discipline. Moreover, if until Ms. Varissa unplug all the facilities that Tika has, Tika better kill herself. And that's all because of Brother, Mama and Papa!" yelled Tika annoyed.

"What the hell are you, Tik?" furious Retno upset. His youngest daughter always adds to the problem. I don't know when the boy will grow up.

"What is Papa's business, Rik?" Aaron urges. Returns the topic that had shifted due to Tika.

"Why have you tried calling a lawyer?"

"Where's the money, Rik?" chirps Retno sebal. "The DP money that the impostor loves, has already been used with your Papa."

"Pull from Mama's stash, you can, '" suggested Erik.

Retno threw away her face. The diamond ring that he always held in front of Varissa had been beautifully circular in her sweet day. The result of draining the amount of savings is not much due to a lifestyle that is too much show off and do not want to lose.

"Udah is over," he replied.

"Mom buy more diamonds?" ask Erik in frustration. His pair of eyes had just caught a strange-looking shiny object in his eyes. That's a new ring.

"Ehm," Retno replied half-heartedly.

"We're going to report to Varissa, huh! Papa is sure that Mr. Reno can help us make the restaurant again if Varissa asks," suggested Aaron.

"No!" Erik refused. "I'm the same Varissa is still alive, Pa! If he finds out that his Papa restaurant has been taken over by someone else, he might be even more angry."

"Threat of divorce, Rick! Very difficult," Retno's sergeant while holding a swagger. "At the other hand, he will prostrate himself at your feet if threatened. Anyway, what could he be without you? Does he have anyone else willing to take care of him other than our family? Nothing, right?"

"Later, I'll try obrolin first to Varissa. Yea?"

"Yes it must be. That's his Papa's historic restaurant. If it means a resto for him, he should fight with all means to dapetin resto it back dong!" Retno grunting. Feeling very above the wind thanks to the love of Varissa that he still thought was as big as before on his son.

****

In the afternoon, Erik bought a bouquet of red roses for Varissa. Full of big smiles, Erik approached the wife who was relaxing by the pool while reading her favorite novel. The two white feet seemed to be submerged in the water. Move a few times as the owner's eyes find a favorite part in a long line of sentences that he reads.

"Honey," Erik kissed Varissa's cheek while presenting her with a bouquet of red roses.

"Tumben, Mom?" ask Varissa astonished. Strange gurgles began to smell. Varissa has started to be able to read the situation. However, her hand still received the bouquet of red roses that her husband had happily given her. The name of the gift is still a gift. Even though it comes from the enemy.

"Va, I'm gonna talk to you for a second, okay?" asked Erik doubtfully.

"What by the way?" ask Varissa who pretends not to know. In fact, this moment he had been waiting for already from yesterday.

"It's about the restaurant Papa runs."

Erik scratched his suddenly itchy temple. There's a little doubt tucked in the tube. He feared that Varissa's reaction would be far from what his mother had predicted.

"Chat inside, yuk!" bring Erik. He reached out, helping Varissa to stand up.

"Why, Mas? How come your face is pale, is that it?" ask Varissa while putting Erik's flowers on the table.

"Gini, Va!" Erik's legs could not remain still. He was confused about what kind of word to string Varissa so as not to get angry later.

"What the hell, Mas? If it's still a long time, mending me back again!" Varissa stood up, about to leave.

"Start, Va!"

Tuh, right? The patient Varissa slowly began to disappear.

"Buck, Mom!" Varissa urged with an impatient face.

"Father has to be deceived" said Erik frankly.

"Because of trickery how does that mean?" Varissa's forehead is wrinkled. Pretending to not understand Erik's words.

Begin Erik's explanation from the beginning of the problem to culminate in a sale that turns out to be just a scam. The man explained according to what his father had told him. Not reduced, even added a little so that his father is more visible as a victim of persecution.

"So, Papa Harun sold the restaurant, Mas?" Varissa's mouth is half open. His face was in shock, not playing. "How come, Mom? Didn't I tell you that the restaurant has a long history and memories of my Papa's struggles? How come Papa Aaron can get that money for money?"

"But my father was also deceived, Va! My father was not completely wrong either. It's all the fraud!" Erik gave a fierce defense.

"Not wrong?" Varissa denied firmly. "Where is it possible, my dear? There is an intention to sell it, it is wrong! How could Papa Aaron be more tempted by money that even if nominally a hundred times, would not be able to buy all the memories and history stored in the restaurant?"

Erik has patience. He stands. Throwing the ashtray on the table against the ivory-white painted wall just behind Varissa.

"It all happened, Va! Want to be flanked again? Protests are useless, right? Now, what you have to think about, is exactly how to get back to the restaurant! Not even indignantly vague and blame everything to my Papa!" Erik's ruffled waist. Not to lose a debate.

Varissa grimaced at the husband's words. Even with Erik's original behavior that turned out to be really disgusting for him. He could only laugh.

"So, you justify all your Papa's behavior, Mas?" Varissa stared intently at her interlocutor.

"It's not time to figure out who's right and who's wrong, Varissa!" Erik said firmly with his jaw tightening. "Rather than you continue to be angry like this, mending you call Mr. Reno, and ask him to take care of everything. Simple, right?"

Varissa nodded her head. His tears began to catch up almost unstoppable. His entire body trembled, trying to dampen the nearly bursting emotions due to the painful words from Erik. Not a single bit of guilt that the man showed. In fact, even a mere apology did not get Varissa.

"Simple you said, Mas?" Varissa wiped away the tears that had fallen.

"I'm starting to understand now."

He stands. He walked up to Erik and pointed at the man's chest repeatedly as he spoke. "It turns out, all this time I've been trying to assume you and your family are part of me. Temporarily, you?" Varissa stared intently at Erik's netra.

"You only think of me as a source of money, right? It means a lot to me, you don't care at all, Mom! You're selfish!" varissa cried tears.

The woman turned around. Took a rough bouquet of red roses given by Erik and threw it hard on the giver's face.

"Take your bribe! I don't need it!"