Long River

Cajolery

Leka shut off her phone. He then put the phone in a bag while tidying his luggage to Runi. Before long, there were footsteps coming closer.

"Leka, why are you waiting here? I was just about to take you to dinner. My brother and his friend are home."

"I have no taste" replied Leka ketus and looked the other way.

"Yes .. So I bought you some food to go home." Aska showed the plastic bag she was holding to Leka.

Mmh ... No intention, right?

Aska opened her car and put the food in the back seat. They then boarded a moving car home.

"Leka, sorry. I didn't mean it that way. Please, stop lashing. You remember our agreement, I tried to keep it. I'm so grateful you did that. Leka ...."

The woman did not answer. He just hugged Runi tightly.

Oh my God, how should I? Meeting him was not the happiness I got but the sadness that streaked. I regret having looked for it, but for the sake of a status I must be strong. Runi, I want to make her happy, pity her for not having a father, but Aska is so for her. Will it change after a month? It's like he doesn't have the guts to just talk to his parents. Did I ask for a divorce from her, was it not a sin? Her thoughts that continued to rage in the head made her not listen to the words of her husband who continued to talk along the way they headed home. Leka's brain is dead-end.

Arriving at the apartment, Leka laid Runi on her bed. After entering his room Leka immediately took his clothes and replaced them in the bathroom. When he finished, he came to the bed with a blanket and a pillow.

her husband, who was waiting on the bed, was shocked. "Where are you going?"

The woman did not answer. He immediately went out and went into Runi's room. Leka slept on a rubber carpet and covered herself there.

The rubber carpet was enough for him to sleep on a luxurious but unhappy soft mattress. He recalled the times he used to sleep in his home in the village that he so missed. Moments where he could only afford a piece of tempe or tofu but he could sleep soundly at night. All were happy in his head. Why can't the rich have a beautiful bed that makes them sleep well? The rules they set themselves trap them in a painful life. A life that looks beautiful on the outside but is very tiring to run it on the inside.

The tears are dry. It is still far away to go one month, and he must prepare his mental body to go to the time that has been determined by Aska. I don't know what his heart was at that moment. She had no power, only her current husband was her guide now.

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In the morning as bright as that, Leka again struggling with the cuisine in the kitchen. Only the pot and frying pan made him excited again through the morning.

Runi as usual lay on the sofa while he was siphoning from the bottle of milk he held himself.

Aska herself came down a little late with fully dressed. He came to the dining table. All are available at the table but without Leka. His wife seemed to prefer to be busy in the kitchen rather than accompany him.

Ask to eat. He did not want to meet his wife and quarrel because it could reduce his appetite. He could not stand hunger and did not want to eat breakfast by looking for food outside.

"God ...." Aska stood up after finishing her breakfast. He went to find his wife in the kitchen. Leka was checking the fridge when her husband approached her.

"Mmh, eh???" Leka who was about to close the fridge, was surprised. Suddenly Aska grabbed her waist closer to the man's body. Their faces face each other.

"Mc ...." The man grinned. "Can't I see my wife's face?"

Leka was confused by Aska's statement.

"I'm married to you so your whole being is mine, right?"

"W-what?"

Aska did not answer. He kissed his wife's forehead. "Till tonight. Assalamualaikum." He took his wife's hand and put the back of his hand on her face.

"Waalaikum salam." What the hell does that mean?

"Oh, I put the shopping money on the table huh?" Aska without looking. He waved his hand in the air.

But that day Leka did not go shopping. The groceries were still enough in the fridge, but that was what made Kenzo fret. All morning he waited across the market but Leka never came. He was very disappointed. He went back to his father's office.

"What is your dad doing?"

"Mmh, looking at the report. Tumben's this early, what's up?"

Kenzo came in and sat back in the chair in front of Arya. At first glance people will not believe that they are Father and son because of their age which is only 17 years. They look like brothers.

"Dad, I haven't met him today."

"Why?"

"He doesn't seem to be going to the market."

Arya smile. Kenzo's an innocent boy. He always told Arya everything in his nature unless someone had cursed him. He was so because he inherited wealth from his biological father that was so abundant that he did not have to bother looking for money, he did not have to bother looking for money, in fact, he was confused how to spend the wealth of parents who never broke from the profits of his father's 3 companies located in Japan and Italy. Even many companies are vying to join his company while Kenzo himself does not care about his parents' legacy. Otherwise it was Arya, who helped him find a CEO who could manage the company, while he worked on something else.

Kenzo actually prefers to do things that are art than other things, considering the abundant treasures of his parents make him do not need hard work to do anything. The money keeps flowing causing Kenzo to become a man with no purpose in life if there is no Aryan interference in his life.

"Why? Missed?" Ledek Arya on this biggest child.

Kenzo frowned, reminding Arya of Mariko, his wife. The Japanese style is both very thick considering they were raised in Japan, in contrast to Tama and Aiko who grew up in Jakarta.

"Hey, you're a boy. Don't lose because you miss. Time can't meet him for a day, you're cranky like this? Do you have no other activities? A man without a job is not cool."

"Anything like that?" Kenzo asked innocently.

Kenzo is an exception. He does not need to work because the money is abundant but the purpose of this father's speech is to have a busyness that does not make him carried away by the flow of feelings that are mengawawan out of nowhere.

"You're looking for activities that can make you forget a moment of your turmoil." Arya held back a laugh. Just this time he saw Kenzo confused because of the woman. Usually he doesn't care. Many women also love Kenzo because he is friendly and also good at singing and playing musical instruments. Something natural talent was also his hobby.

"What activities?"

"Try once in a while you're a serious job. Take care of your job."

"If that's me bored. Every day should ask for continued profit. I feel sorry for them that the company is not profitable much, as if it was their fault. I can't see their frightened faces." That's Kenzo. His heart is very soft.

"Yes, try to accompany Mom at home. Maybe he's making a new bento (food item) model to send to his account at home."

"Oh, maybe. I'm so hungry."

"You haven't had breakfast?"

"Not yet."

"Yes Allah. When hungry you can still miss?" Ledek Arya while laughing.

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That morning in the HRD section everyone looked busy, but not with Aska. He was called his superior.

"Yes sir, what's wrong?"

The slightly fat man asked him to sit through his eye code. Aska sat down.

"I'm asking you to go to the factory now. Inspection of some important work there because the boss needs the data, so you write the report tomorrow."

Well, Papa wants anything else? Huh ... I must have come home last night. Though I was trying to talk to Leka because maybe her anger had subsided. Mmh, it's so hard for women to persuade him. Gave him lots of gifts, but still. In the purchase of a rather expensive, also the same, does not change. What the hell does Leka really want, my dizziness .... "Yes sir." Aska also out of the work room of his superior.

"Why are you being told to the factory again? Fun, overtime again." Zaki mocked him while laughing.

Aska, who had an upset face, was about to kick Zaki. Of course the man immediately dodged while laughing out loud. "Mistake it yourself why karate, so sent to the factory deh!" He came back laughing.

After lunch, Leka took Runi for a walk around the apartment. He then remembered the park across the street where Kenzo had taken him yesterday. Leka wanted to bring Runi there because it was only there that she could bring the children. The area around the apartment is not suitable for children because of the many buildings and large roads. It turns out there are also people who live in apartments that bring their children to play there, only they are foreigners so Leka does not dare to greet him.

The swing happened to be empty, because the other child was busy playing prostotan. Leka occupied the swing while holding onto Runi. He pushed his swing with his feet until the swing swung back and forth. Runi. He smiled at his mother's lap. Leka was happy to see her son happy.

"Look?"

Leka looked to the side and was surprised. "Candy?"

"Oh, it's true that you are."

Leka was so shocked that she couldn't make a sound.

"Do you live near here?" Candi approaching.

"What's? Didn't you send ...." Leka's sentence stopped.

"Send what?"

"Ah, no ...."

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