It turns out, "I'm (Not) the Only One"

Renata Decree

Renata had been pacing back and forth in front of the house, he was so upset because Bima had been gone since again but until almost evening the man also did not come,

"She was really intentional about making me sprained if I didn't have this child, I wouldn't have to be stuck in a small village like this."

The pregnancy that he had originally hoped for, now was like a boomerang for himself.

He thought that by becoming pregnant, his life would be guaranteed, Bima would undo his intention of giving everything to Indah.

But the fact is not, even her pregnancy made Bima's decision to be more confident to leave everything behind.

Renata was almost sitting on the small chair on the terrace, but he quickly got back on his feet when he saw Bima's car entering the courtyard,

"She came later too."

Bima got out of the car when the car engine was dead, not forgetting he was carrying a small electric fan.

"Where have you been, Bim? I'm jamming your ass waiting for you!"

"I've stayed in the note, right, this is the fan!?"

"Not AC?"

"I think here, a fan is enough."

"You're getting outrageous huh. I'm not just your wife, I'm also the mother of your son, I can't be noticed a little."

"Sorry, but what do you want? I'll get it, but not AC. The electricity is only small voltage, than later wash his clothes mending hand do not need to pack AC."

"So that means here to wash your own clothes? No laundry what?"

"We live in the village, Ren. Don't ask for anything!?"

"I don't usually wash my own clothes."

"Before my marriage, you didn't wash your own clothes!?" bima said while shaking his head, he knew Renata was from what kind of family he used to be.

Seeing Renata speechless, Bima also used the opportunity to enter the house. His body was already very sultry, wanted to immediately take a shower and rest because all day continued to go around.

Bima does not want to reveal the past, but to break the arrogance of Renata may be a little reminiscent of his origin will remind a little how to behave.

Renata is not from a family that is, his father is only a security guard and his mother is just an ordinary housewife. They have been friends since childhood, Bima or Bram often help the Renata family in many ways.

Until he did not expect that his kindness would be utilized like this, the sincere request of Renata's father made him unable to resist. But that now makes him stuck with women who used to be innocent because it was covered with simplicity and now it turns out how the real nature of Renata.

As usual, after taking a shower he immediately checked the dining table. But still as in previous days, he found nothing in the food that he could eat.

"Hahhh, this is common!"

Bima tried to entertain herself. Luckily he still had instant noodles and a few pieces of mustard.

A pack of instant noodles was enough to fill his hungry stomach.

After ten minutes the noodles finally ripened and he immediately ate it.

Renata, who had come out of nowhere, sat down at the dinner table.

"Bim, we need to talk!"

"Just talk, I'll listen to it!"

"I don't want to be stuck here forever."

"Trus?"

Bima was already very sick of facing the woman in front of him, but he had no choice but to face her. This was already his choice, so he also had to accept the consequences.

"It's better that our marriage doesn't have to be registered with the civil registry!"

This time Bima was silent, she stopped eating and stared at Renata.

"From later on when we're going to split up, make it harder."

"What does this mean?" Bima really did not understand the intent of Renata's words.

"The meaning is clear Bima. I don't want to be stuck here forever, so I've decided. This kid_!" Renata rubbed his stomach which began to look filled, "I'll hand it over to you when you're born, and I'll choose to leave."

"You're crazy, aren't you!?" Bima was really shocked, he hit the table making his spoon fall from his noodle bowl.

"I'm sane, I'm so sane. Our marriage has not been good all this time, starting from not being able to get blessing, there is beautiful and now you are poor. So I think it would be better if we just end it. You can have this child completely."

"You've really gone crazy huh, that's your son too. He needs his mother, not just his father."

"But I don't need him, if you don't want to take care of him, I can get you to find an orphanage for him."

"You don't fuck around!" Bima stood up and pointed to Renata's face, "You can hurt me, hurt anyone, but don't expect you to hurt my son. He's my son, let me take care of him. After giving birth, you are free to go anywhere."

After saying that, Bima immediately left Renata. His hunger suddenly disappeared.

It does not feel at home, he chose to walk out of the house without knowing the direction of his destination. The important thing now could be to avoid from Renata for a while until her emotions subsided.

He didn't want his anger to hurt Renata.

He was completely inexhaustible with Renata. He thought having a baby among them would change Renata's selfish nature, but it didn't. Renata is becoming.

Renata and her mother are not much different.

"Mas Bima!?" the voice of someone behind him made Bima stop his steps, as he looked back there was Dirman and a father.

"This is Mahmud sir!?"

"Mr Mahmud!"

"You want to go to Mushola too?" dirman asked Bima to be silent, he did not know where to go now. Maybe that's a good idea, though,

"Yes!?" reply Bima origin. Talking to others may be able to slightly reduce the feeling of anxiety.

"Come with me."

Finally Bima joined and in front of them also met other fathers who were also heading to the mosque. Apparently almost all men in the village if the time comes magrib they flocked to go to the mosque.

Luckily Bima had studied religion, so a little he could still follow the movement of the priest during prayer even though he did not know what was being read during prayer.

His parents since childhood had never taught him about religion, making him completely blind about religion, only in his ID card stated that he was Muslim, he continued there was nothing.

Bima followed the others, waiting until the time isya' just left the mushola.

But because he still did not want to go home after praying Isya', he chose to sit on the terrace of the mosque. He plans to go home when Renata is asleep, at least he will not meet Renata tonight.

Mushola was already deserted, but there were still one or two people inside. Bima did not know if one of them was Dirman until Dirman greeted him again.

"Lohhh, is Bima not home yet?"

The question from Dirman made Bima raise her head and smile. But it seems Dirman realized Bima's forced smile, he also sat beside Bima.

"Mas Bima, it happens that my wife cooks a lot today. How about Bima come with Dirman to the house?"

"Don't you trouble your wife!?"

"No, my wife was happy. He always nanyain mas Bima, tell ngajak to the house. Come on, just a second!?"

Finally because Dirman continued to force, Bima also agreed.

They walked together to Dirman's house,

"Bima's got a problem, huh?"

Actually reluctant to tell the story of his household to others, but a little storytelling might reduce the burden of his life, a little,

"A little!?"

"Don't worry mas, if we don't have more shoulders to lean on, God willing there are still many places to bow down to God. If man can make us hurt, God will treat him with us bowing down to him!"

Bima was astonished, he could hardly believe the words coming out of Dirman's simple-looking lips. It really does not show that Dirman is a man with a lot of knowledge.

"Ha ha ha, my words are funny huh mas!?" dirman suddenly laughed at his own words.

"No, but instead I'm proud of you, you can have such thoughts. It's amazing."

"It's from my naji teacher as a child, mas. Although he said simple at least can be an encouragement in my life."

"Thank you, Man!?"

"The president didn't do anything, why thank you?"

"There is no need to do anything to make others thank you, just listen to the story of the person has lightened the burden of others, thank you!"

"Together mas, Dirman so seneng if Bima mas finally can be slightly reduced load!"

Until finally they arrived at the Dirman house, Bima's arrival was immediately welcomed warmly by Dirman's wife.

Dirman asked his wife to prepare food for them, just simple food, fried tempeh, chili sauce and also vegetable kale into the dinner menu.

But the taste of simple food is so delicious on the tongue of Bima. He remembered the food he had once eaten in the village of Indah, just like this. The food is delicious but it feels so delicious.

Without feeling his eyes began to water, if only he had done nothing wrong, maybe Beautiful would not hate him. Bima quickly rubbed her watery eyes so that no one would notice if she cried.

After finishing eating and chatting, the clock had already shown the number nine,

"After night, I went home first, thanks for the dinner. This is the wisest food I have ever eaten."

"Sama-sama mas, I'm happy if mas Bima likes."

"I'll go home first, say hello to your wife."

"Yes mas!"

Dirman's wife had to put Dirman's youngest child to sleep so she could not accompany Bima to chat.

"Assynnya!"

"Greetings waalaikum!"

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