I'm Not a Wingless Angel

AFTER 2 YEARS

Fetish

*

" Mr!!!" My kids went looking for my mom as soon as we got out of the taxi. I handed over the payment and entered the house. The three people I love are hugging each other. I walked up to my mother and took her hand, then kissed her on the back. She hugged me tightly, I returned her warm embrace that I missed so much.

" Healthy In?" ask him after we take off the hug.

" Healthy ma... Alhamdulillah." I replied.

After that, my children started the crowd, scrambling to tell a long story about their experiences. Mama was so confused to listen to which one, I just laughed while arranging all our clothes into a closet in my room.

**

" Dimas is still looking for you Di." mama opened the morning chat by saying his name again. The children are still sleeping, after a busy night sharing stories with their grandmother.

" He hasn't even taken care of your divorce papers." I'm still quiet.

" Go back if you feel far away from him even more painful, it's not too late. Mama Sandra two days ago even called asking how you were, she felt like she saw you at one of the places she was visiting." Mama kept telling me about them, made me remember all the memories of her.

" That's it... Let fate take me where I should be. I don't want to be selfish about kids, for me they're the main ones." Reply calmly.

***

Dimpled

I raised my head, at the end of this my head often hurts. Maybe my blood pressure or cholesterol went up again.

" Hi Dim..." A greeting startled me, I fixed my seat and looked at the person who had greeted me. Hufftts... Him again.

" Eat yuk.." invite him with his signature style made - make.

" I'm busy Nad, sorry." I said refuse

" Your staff is there" he replied

" I'm sorry Nad, I can't." I said again, I got up and walked into the small room in the shop where I was resting, but a hand was holding me back.

" Come on Dim... For a moment.." I looked at my staff who just kept quiet to see him enter the store. I threw his hand violently.

" You can't work!" I snapped at them, they silently looked down in fear.

Andi came and went into the shop, pulling out the woman's hand was the first thing she did. I continued my steps into the room. Andi's blaring voice reminded my staff that the woman was forbidden to enter this store. I grabbed my hair to relieve the pain in my head while lying down looking up at the sky - the sky in this room.

****

Fetish

The business of moving the children's school is finished, I ride a motorcycle slowly considering the time - my time when ngojek. I passed my basecamp first, there's still but there's nothing I know there. I continued on, intending to see the tavern I would make a place to start my business here.

I finally arrived at my destination. I had a chance to chat with the owner of the store, so today I just want to check the contents and condition of the store. The owner is very friendly, the shop is clean and I like the position of this store adjacent to the campus, hospital and many offices. I do plan to open a culinary business here, of course, the surrounding conditions are the main consideration. If this is just a quiet area, how can I walk. I directly paid the contract fee of the tavern and intend to start arranging the room tomorrow.

After finishing the business of the store, I went straight to the market to see - see the kitchen tools and cutlery for my shop later. I walked in and out of the home appliance store and bought a few things I liked. My steps came to a halt in front of a gold shop, remembering my daughter who repeatedly expressed her desire to have a necklace. I stepped into the store, MAS SHOP DIA. I smiled at the name of the store, then looked - look at the necklace section and picked out some simple necklaces for my daughter.

" This how much does it weigh?" I asked one of the store clerks who served me.

*****

Dimpled

" This how much does it weigh?"

" thank you, come on..."

I opened my eyes again and got up and ran out of my room. My employees were shocked to hear the sound of the door of the room coming open, they looked at me confused.

" where did the woman say thank you?" my many. They pointed to the right of the shop. I ran out of the shop, chased the owner of the voice, searched and fro.

" Dimass!!!" the one I didn't expect that I found instead, he directly put his hand on my hand and stuck to it spoiled. I just kept my head down, ashamed of the people around me who looked at us strangely, I quickly pulled him away from there.

******

I was still glued to where I stood, staring at the scene in front of me, a man and a woman who were holding hands, the woman was struggling spoiled beside her, without me noticing my tears falling, he said, I quickly rubbed it and turned away from there. I took a quick step towards the parking lot, turned on my bike, paid for parking and gas. I lowered my helmet cover, hid the tears I couldn't stand, bit my lips hard to hold tightness... " Dimas.." I opened my sore eyes and opened them quickly,

" Allahuacabar..."

A woman was about to cross when I opened my eyes, fortunately I quickly pressed the brakes on my hands. But the woman fell in shock. I quickly pulled out the standard of my bike, pulled and kept the key in my pants pocket, then came down to him.

" Sorry mom, sorry... Mom is okay?" I said as I took off my helmet cover and checked his legs and hands one by one. The woman was busy fixing the beach hat she was wearing, thus ignoring my question.

" Ohhhhh, you are, ha..." He was suddenly silent, I raised my head to look at his face.

" Da?? At?? Is this you son?? Alhamdulillahhh!!!! Fetish... Fetish... Dimass... Dimas.." he shouted and quickly opened the HP in his hand and shifted his screen looking for Dimas' name. I stopped her movement, she looked at me.

" Don't ma... Please." I said while cupping my hands in front of my chest. Mama saw me pity, her hand was put on my cheek and nodded her head slowly.

" Take Mama home, son." she asked softly.

" Sorry ma... He can't take mom, "

" Dimas is not home yet if the clock is this way, son.believe in mom. She's been coming home at dawn ever since you left, son, deliver mama yes.please."

*******

Dimpled

My head is getting sicker with this woman's presence, I fulfill her desire to eat together, rather she is the one who eats, while I just quietly accompany her. My thoughts drifted to Di, had he returned, had he found a replacement, was there still my hope of being with him, dozens of questions gathered in my brain. It seems, I have to go see Mama Di to make sure that what I heard earlier is indeed Di's voice.

" Muzzo..."

I looked at the woman in front of me

" what?" ask me rude

" You ignore me. I don't like it." she said spoiled, "then what do you care about me?" I said in my heart.

" Hurry up Nad, my head hurts, I want to go home" I said again

" You're sick, baby." he said, pura - pura attention, then holding my cheeks and forehead. I pulled his hand out of my face. He looked at me with a face - purring to frown.

" Look, just continue eating. I went home first, I couldn't stand this pain." I said, standing up, taking my wallet out of my pants' back pocket and putting a few hundred thousand bills on the table. After that, I got out of the restaurant and decided to go home.