I'm taking you off, Mas!

Guilt in Afkar's Heart

"Then where are you going with Dhiya so neat?" Ask Bu Nuri. As usual, his attitude was always on Yara.

"I'm going to the parlor, Mom!" Answer Yara slowly.

"Why should it be this early, Mba?" Mira asked.

"I want to go with Uncle Yono, Mir! Wouldn't he go to the market to deliver rice?" Answer Yara.

"Yes, anyway. But 'there will be Mas Afkar, he can take Mba Yara there!"

Yara smiled a little. "You forgot, you just don't remember who I am, Mir. How does he remember the way to the parlour?" Yara chuckles back at Mira.

"Oh, yes I forgot, Mba!"

"But you can show me directions!" Afkar chimed and stood up. Dhiya is still at home in the embrace of his father.

"Are you going to leave Mba Syafa if I ask for a delivery now, Mas?" Ask Yara. It made Afkar speechless while thinking. There was no response from Afkar for a long time. Dhiya, who was in Afkar's arms, looked at Yara and Afkar alternately. The little girl was confused by the words that came out from her parents.

"I can guess, Mom. You will be heavier on Mba Syafa because right now in your heart and mind only he is right. I'm just a stranger to you, even you're confused what to do with me, right Mas?" Yara's words managed to make Afkar choked and looked at him immediately.

Afkar was shocked by Yara's words. That was exactly the same as what he said to Syafa last night.

"Here, Dhiya. We're leaving!" Yara took over Dhiya. "Have you salim, right, father? Dhiya isn't afraid anymore?" The girl nodded slowly. Then Yara lowered Dhiya and asked the little girl to check on Bu Nuri and Mira.

"Same salim uti with Aunt Mira," Titah Yara and Dhiya followed.

"You've been cleaning up in the kitchen before you left, haven't you, Ra?" Bu Nuri asked Yara right after Yara greeted the old woman.

Yara smiled in a slant. Her mother-in-law was always like that to her.

"I never forget my duty, Mom. I'm calm, everything's done."

Finally Yara and Dhiya say goodbye.

"I'll take you forward, Mba!" Mira said and they walked together to the terrace of the house. Afkar followed him from behind. After being on the porch of the house, Yara approached Afkar.

"I've prepared breakfast for you, Mom! Your favorite food first. I didn't know you forgot or didn't when it came to food. If your taste has changed, throw it away. Let Mba Syafa provide your new taste at this time. I'm saying goodbye!" Then Yara walked while holding Dhiya's hand.

"Da ... Bye ... Or, dad!" Shouted Dhiya while waving at them. Mira returned the wave of the hand. But not with Afkar. The man just silently stared at the departure of Yara and Dhiya.

Yara looks very excited about going to the orphanage on a freight car.

Uncle Yono was already waiting for Yara and Dhiya in front of the courtyard.

Yara left the house with an indiscernible heart of pain and pain, then looked back. Yara saw Afkar staring at her and Dhiya. But he didn't want to catch up with her.

'Our memories are really not left in your memories, Mas!'

Inner Yara was sad as she stared at Afkar from a distance. Yara hoped that Afkar would turn to look at her. But he tried not to lament his destiny. Inevitably Yara had to rise up for her life. Struggling to stay by Afkar's side or to crush the man with his new life.

Afkar looked sadly at the car that was leaving. After the transport car left, Afkar turned back into the house. The man felt that something was missing in his heart. He immediately turned to look back at the freight car. The car disappeared at the end of the road.

"Mas ... Here, breakfast first!" Shafa called Afkar to sit down with him.

"The fried rice looks very simple. But it's delicious, Mas. Cobain me!" Syafa feeds Afkar a spoon of fried rice made by Yara. "How's it feel?" Ask Syafa.

Afkar was silent as he tasted the cuisine. Afkar was silent for a long time.

"Mas ...," Call Syafa.

"Yes, why?" Afkar did not focus on his question.

"How does it feel?"

"Sweetie, this is my favorite input from the past. All the dishes that Yara made were always delicious. My tongue only goes with his cooking." Cetus Afkar without him knowing with the words that came out of his lips.

Shafa was silent at Afkar's words.

'Is Mas Afkar beginning to remember Yara? What if after this all his memories come back? Is it time I should prepare to share Mas Afkar with his first wife.'

Inner Syafa. He immediately stopped the movement of feeding Afkar.

"You can also cook later, Fa. Your marriage is only a minute old. The taste of the cuisine we cook it will be delicious and delicious if often done so accustomed to the spices in the kitchen. Yara can cook because she has no other job than in the kitchen. We'd be smart when it comes to cooking if you learned." Bu Nuri calms Syafa's mind. He could guess the contents of his dream son-in-law's mind.

Afkar was instantly silent after Bu Nuri nudged his hand. Then he told his son to look at Syafa who showed a sad face.

Afkar just woke up with his words.

"Sorry, Honey! I didn't mean to distinguish you from Yara. I don't know why I speak like that either" Afkar said.

"Ah, not pa-pa, Mas. I understand ko. It's because of your instincts that you've been living with Yara for a long time. I understand ko. You don't have to worry about me" Elak Syafa.

"You can also be smart to cook later, as long as you try. You can learn with Yara, later," continued Bu Nuri.

"By Mas?"

"Can, Honey! That just doesn't make you tired" Afkar said.

"No, my mom. I want to be smart to cook so that Mas Afkar feels at home later," Syafa's face has turned cheerful again. The woman grabbed the arm of Afkar sitting by her side. Then it's a little spooky there.

Afkar stroked Syafa's head but his mind was on Yara. There was a sense of guilt appearing in his heart at Yara just then. Because the shadow of her who was kissing Yara while eating fried rice flashed through her mind.

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