
Daffa frowned when he saw that the number on his phone was not recognized. He also abandoned his intention to pick up the phone call. Then, he put his phone again on the nightstand, and again sat on the lip of the bed beside Andhira.
"Who is that, Mom? Why not just lift it? Who knows if there is something important" Andhira said.
"Do not know! I don't know the number" Daffa replied as necessary. Andhira nodded slowly.
"Dhira ... Why are you hurting yourself like this? Look, your whole body has bruises, and your hands are hurting, too" Daffa said, circulating his gaze to all parts of Andhira's body he mentioned.
"How do I explain this to you, Mom?" andhira looked at Daffa.
"Everything just happened out of my control. I feel, maybe I'm mentally ill" Andhira said, crying silently.
Daffa hugged Andhira while gently stroking the tip of her head. "Don't talk like that! Calm down, we'll go through everything together" whispered Daffa trying to calm Andhira.
"How can I possibly calm down, Mom? If the cause of the chaos that happened to me was you. You are the seed of pain that grows and spreads throughout my body to my soul!" andhira said in his heart.
"Tell me! What amuses your feelings?" daffa asked as he took off his hug and straightened his gaze into Andhira's eyes. He also wiped Andhira's tears
"I want to stay at Mom's house, Mas" Andhira said.
"Alright, we'll stay at Mother's house," agreed to Daffa without the drama of rejection.
"But I want to be alone, Mom. For one night only," Andhira continued with a pleading gaze.
Daffa seemed to be silently thinking. Then, with a heavy heart he granted Andhira's wish to stay at her mother's house without Daffa. "Then get ready! I'll take you," said Daffa.
"No need to take you, Mom. I'll go alone on a motorcycle," Andhira refused in a subtle tone.
"Darling, please don't make me burdened with worry. I just want to make sure that you get to Mom's house safely, that's all."
"Good, Mas." Andhira.
"Here, put your clothes on first. Let me prepare another need," Daffa continued to give away the clothes he took from the closet.
"When he looked like an angel, he was just a demon in my mind. I think, .. I've gone completely crazy." Andhira began to confuse the personal judgment of Daffa in his life.
It was only natural that Andhira thought so. Look, Daffa, whose attitude has now changed like the earth and sky compared to his previous attitude. Unfortunately, Andhira's heart is no longer easy to melt. Because, too deep Daffa dig deep recesses wounds in the inner Andhira. Until now, Andhira's attitude is just behavior without a feeling. Although Andhira still obeys Daffa, it still does not mean that his heart has accepted. It's just a formality.
Send them to the house of Andhira's mother, Salamah. Daffa led Andhira into the house. As usual, they greeted each other.
"Son Daffa, Dhira, what's going on? Tumben once here did not tell you first," Salamah commented slightly surprised.
"Yes, Mom. My daughter wants to stay, he said. So, yes, Daffa just deliver," replied Daffa with a friendly smile.
"Ooh, is that right, kid? I think there's nothing" Salamah continued.
"There's nothing, Mom. Dhira just misses wanting to sleep with Mom," Andhira's timbrung.
"Hehehe, look at Nak Daffa. I told you that Andhira still likes spoiled," said Salamah meledek Andhira.
Daffa smiled. "And I have treated Purti badly, ma'am," Says Daffa in my heart.
"Come, son, let's sit down first" Salamah said.
"No need to bother, Mom. Daffa wants to go straight home, "refuse Daffa politely.
"Well, why the hurry, son? I thought, Nak Daffa would also like to stay here," said Salamah feeling awkward.
Daffa turned to Andhira who was silent with a flat face. "Because Dhira doesn't want me to be here, ma'am," Daffa replied inwardly.
"Son Daffa!" salamah tried to bring Daffa's focus back.
"Y-yes, Mom. Daffa can't stay for now, ma'am. Maybe next time, because Daffa still has some business to do," Daffa's alibi covered up the truth.
"Ooh, fine then."
Daffa said goodbye to go home. Although timid, she ventured to kiss Andhira's forehead in front of her Mother-in-law and then left. There was a sense of heaviness to move his legs leaving Andhira. The man was completely in love with his wife.
Daffa from that house. Andhira hugged Salamah tightly. "Mother, Dhira wants to sleep well, can't you?" Andhira.
Salamah did not reply and only returned Andhira's embrace. "What happened to my real daughter? Why is his behavior so strange?" salamah wondered.
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