I'm The One You Throw Out

Meet Lita

The next day, things got better. Seira and the others did not let Rayan alone let alone daydream. Seira is always happy if Jago takes Rani to the restaurant. The little girl was a good friend to Rayan, in addition to the employees who were always storytelling.

"Honey, I'd like to go check on the preparations first. You are fine here, yes," Fatih said, as she kissed the wife's forehead as well as their youngest daughter on the woman's lap.

He saw Rayan with a daughter employee and Bi Sari, not spared the cheerful little girl who brought a happy laugh. Fatih came up to them, glancing at the toys strewn across the floor of the hut. His hand rubbed Rayan's head attentively, he was grateful that yesterday's incident did not make the boy so moody.

"Isn't he?" Rayan turned her head, her face looked cheerful and persuasive to hear a story from the employee earlier.

"Go first, yeah. Brother here is fine," said Fatih who was taken by Rayan.

He kissed the top of his head and received a kiss of reverence in the hand of the boy. Seira smiled, the greater the gratitude in her heart was blessed with such a perfect husband, as well as healthy and cheerful children.

Next, he starts thinking about how to tell Rayan about the whereabouts of Zafran, his biological father. No matter how bad the man was, he was still a proper father to know and meet his son.

He sighed, as much as Seira hated Zafran, but Rayan must not know what her father's behavior was. All he needs to know is the good side of a Zafran.

Fathiya squirms on the lap, making Seira distract from Rayan to her. Just like Rayan, the bigger is more similar to Zafran even though the baby is so similar to Seira. Similarly, Fathiya, whose face since the dominant baby Fatih, more similar to the papa. Like a betel in two.

There is an ancient myth circulating in the Rangkasbitung region and surrounding areas (especially the area where the author lives), that if a boy is similar to his father he will definitely be abandoned. (Whether he died or divorced). (Only a myth that we should not swallow raw).

The baby in her lap is getting bigger, three months old. Seira put the baby on straightened legs. Play with her, teach her to talk, laugh, and clap.

Indeed being a mother who has a baby, makes women often talk alone, laugh at themselves, and the small figure is a tired release solace.

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While at Hendra's house, the man had just walked out of his study. Last night Nisa locked the bedroom door and did not give Hendra permission to sleep with them. I don't know until when he had to sleep separately even though he was still in one house.

Hendra stared at the door of the room, the two women he loved even did breakfast inside there. From the time they talked until the morning, Hendra's eyes had not seen the two figures.

Oh, his heart misses. What if Nisa and Hana leave him alone? Nah! That can't all happen. He did not want to be like Zafran, who languished at the end of his life.

He ventured closer to the door, the laughter of the two women in there really made Hendra's heart more languish. He was lonely when they were still on the same roof.

Wh-tok-tok!

"Darling, I'm leaving. Can you come out for a second?" said Hendra shaking. Not only her mouth, but her heart.

Silent. There was no telling from inside the room even the laughter that had filled his ears now disappeared like swallowed by the earth.

"Nisa! Hannah! You guys still in there?" asked Hendra getting more upset.

His hands clenched, trying to move the doorknob, but couldn't. It's locked from the inside and no one can open it, except Nisa.

Hendra sighed, regret piled up in the heart. He dropped his back on the door leaf, staring at the ceiling of the house that looked empty without radiance. His jaw slowly rose up and down as he swallowed a spit that felt thorny.

Just like that, he already felt lost. What if they really leave? Hendra could not imagine living alone without his wife and children.

He glanced at the clock that was coiled around his wrist, sighing tiredly as it was almost past his working hours. It seemed, she did not want to go and stay at home waiting for the two women of different ages to come out of the room and see their faces.

Hendra stepped gontai, this time he had to swallow the bitter silence. An uncomfortable feeling filled the recesses of his soul when ignored by those he cared about.

His rumbling stomach led Hendra to a minimarket to buy bread and mineral water. There was no breakfast for her that morning, it seemed like Nisa was really punishing.

"Naaina?" reprimand Hendra so his position is only a few jengkal of the small figure.

The cool Naina sat down, looked up and smiled as she recognized the figure reprimanding her.

"Om Doctor?" He went down and unreservedly greeted Hendra.

His radiant face looked even more cheerful and refreshed than the last time they met.

"You're going home from school?"

Naina nodded.

"Wait for what? Who's taking you home?" ask her again because she didn't see Lita there. Oh, maybe that woman is inside.

"Self, Om. Nai's school is close, really, it's right there. So, Nai went and went home alone," he said innocently.

Hendra frowned, there was no way Lita would let her son go alone. Do they live near there.

"Did Nai live around here? Where's Mom?" Ask again and become more curious.

Naina shook her head, remembering Lita's message not to tell anyone where they live now.

"Nai went with Mom, came home later with Mom. I work here now and don't do laundry anymore. It was, inside," Naina replied while showing Lita's whereabouts in front of the cash register.

Hendra glanced inside, the woman was serving the buyers kindly. Just like Naina, Lita also looks brighter than when with Zafran first.

"Om going shopping? Just goin!" he said, returning to his seat. Waiting for Lita's break to go home.

Hendra smiled, he continued his goal of going inside. Glance at Lita who is busy with customers. The man also queued up, could not escape his eyes from staring at Zafran's wife there.

"This is it, sir? Anything else?" tanya Lita received a loaf of bread and mineral water from the customer.

"Lita?"

The woman's fingers stopped playing a number as a familiar voice greeted her eardrum. Lita looked up, smiling kindly at the doctor before her.

"Doctor? How are you?" the tanyanya was friendly, while continuing her work.

"I'm good. You guys lived well, huh, all this time?" hendra smiled clumsyly as she watched Naina's mother.

Lita smiled as she could, then replied, "Yes .. life, right, must go on, Doctor. There's Naina who still needs me the most."

He handed over Hendra's groceries and received the money. Then act as usual to other customers.

Thank goodness you are living well.

Inner Hendra muttered.

Because of the kindness that Lita did sincerely even a little, she got the right reply. Live properly because he was willing to help the old woman.