
Fahmi is not a child anymore, he is a teenager, his body is as high as my body. After circumcision, his voice had sounded heavy, his body looked more sturdy with firm shoulders.
"What's up, son?" I gently want to know.
"I want to talk to you for a minute." Fahmi's face implies that if his wish I can't refuse, I can't bear it.
"Mother delivery, huh?" lirihku carefully, do not want to break his desire.
"No need, Bun. Danger. Fahmi can be alone." Fahmi forbade me with a huff.
I, who was very tired, could no longer think of guessing Fahmi's will. I could only nod, then look at my son getting out of the car to see his father.
Quickly I lowered the window on my right and sharpened my hearing, agitated by what Fahmi was going to say to his father.
"Down, Dad" Fahmi exclaimed at his father who was still sitting in the car staring in surprise at his son approaching his car.
Although Mas Bayu seemed confused, but he still obeyed the wishes of his son.
"Dad has to apologize to mom right now, or I don't want to be considered a father's son again!" exciting Fahmi.
Mas Bayu who was still stepping over to my son, immediately stopped dragging his feet. He was still fixated, I'm sure anger was starting to take hold of him.
Just like Mas Bayu, I was no less surprised to hear Fahmi's words. Didn't expect my son to be that brave to rebuke his father. The adult attitude I felt began to exaggerate, his desire to defend his mother's self-esteem was blown, to forget the age limit between himself and the father.
"Why do you apologize, son?" Bayu did not want to look lost.
"Don't you feel wrong? mother left this house because father always makes mother sad. Apologize first if you want to see me" urged Fahmi sue his father.
"But, son, father..."
"Well, from now on, you're not my father anymore. Dad has no right to me anymore, and mom," Fahmi broke up when his father remained hesitant to give up apologizing to me and admitting his mistake.
Dini who heard everything, seemed to be provoked to join in defending her heart adoration. He got out of the car with a grumbling facial expression then spurred a step to approach Mas Bayu.
Seeing the arrival of the woman, Fahmi turned around, ran around to the side door of my car then entered and asked me to go back. I who was still stunned and did not believe what had just happened, could only sound the horn saying goodbye to Mas Bayu and re-appointed the car with a heart that was still amazed.
We passed by leaving the two people still glued to look at us with riled faces.
Fahmi stared at the street from the window. No more words that want to be said seem to really want to be able to rest. I also speed up my drive, just want to get home quickly, no longer dare to discuss the incident with Fahmi, Ake really understands the hurt of my son to his father.
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A thrilling morning arrived, today I will go to the big office of Mas Bayu company with Mr. Kevin, Luluk and our team.
Not to forget, the scarf given by Mas Bayu also completes my appearance today, the abstract patterned fabric is beautifully circular around my neck. Not because I want to remember the gift of Mas Bayu, but just want to slap him to remember his promise first when giving the object to me.
A real surprised look was seen in Mas Bayu's eyes as we met in his company's meeting room. He who sat in the row of Early chairs, continued to pay attention to my movements. Today my dream was realized, I was the one who remained selected for the presentation during the auction tender of advertising projects at Mas Bayu company.
"Bu Hani has understood the note from me for additional proposals, right? There's still time if there's anything to ask, let's just ask." Mr. Kevin scaled softly from beside me.
Seeing another man sitting close to me and whispering to me, my tail caught Mas Bayu looking so restless fixing his sitting posture, he seemed to dislike.
"God willing I understand, sir. Pray well, yes." I deliberately whispered very close in Mr. Kevin's ear to the thin distance of our faces.
I enjoy these moments, Mas Bayu must know that my world does not end just because of his betrayal. I proved, if I'm not going to stand by her treatment, put me aside for the sake of that woman from her past.
After the exposure of several bidders, it was almost my friend and Luluk's turn for the presentation. I calmed down and convinced myself that I would be able, for the future of the child in my care later if forced to officially divorce, alone without Mas Bayu.
Early repeatedly looking at me from his desk, he looked so restless that he finally stood up and approached me, bending over he whispered in my ear.
"Good luck, don't come home with regrets" he said.
The woman who today looks no less beautiful than me it gives me spirit but her tone is full of ridicule. I know he wants to knock me down mentally. Hmm, Dini doesn't know how tough I am right now. Race hurt my husband, has been able to blow my spirit to win this tender. I must be able to prove what kind of tough woman I am in front of Mas Bayu and Dini.
A thunderous applause, I smiled with satisfaction. It seems that the ranks of the top brass of the company Mas Bayu are interested in our proposal even though my presentation is still running half the time. Their questions can be explained satisfactorily until my presentation session ends. I am very confident that, by the power of God, my team will win the tender.
Dini squinted at me as she walked up to the board of directors to shake hands and greet them, including greeting the woman.
"How are you, Mommy Dini? Nice to meet mom," I pretended to be friendly.
"Good news, Ms. Hani," she replied nervously.
I took the time to look at Mas Bayu for a moment, he still shone in disbelief if he had just stood the presentation in front, was his wife who was a dozen years just a housewife, which was thrown from his side at this moment.
Waiting for the announcement session of the results of the ad tender winners, all participants were given a break to enjoy a coffee break. That's when Dini approached my desk again.
"So, what do you have if your tender wins? Wish your husband would come back to you?" again with his cynical smile.
"Mom, you must know that Allah is Most Valued, whose servant is worthy of union? a good woman deserves only a good man. And a woman like mother is definitely more worthy of being with a cowardly man stuck in his past like Bayu" I replied casually.
"Hahaha, that? Remember Miss Hani, that waitress is forever more worthy in the kitchen. Mother's dream for a career again like height deh. Go back and do the house, ma'am!" Early light insulted me, he seemed to ignore if my presentation had received a thunderous applause.
I kept my sanity, just kept quiet and did not expose the woman beside me at all. I don't want to be as bad as throwing insults, Dini finally passed leaving me still by stepping proud. Does he still feel better than me? Let's see later, man's husband-capturing woman.