Long River

Disjunct

"You why?" Arya got out of her car and came closer.

"It's okay sir." Leka immediately cleaned up the remains of her tears.

Arya could see the eyes of the woman before her were reddened and slightly puffy. The woman also almost hit her car, exiting the apartment complex in a hurry without looking left-right.

He actually wanted to buy bread in the cafe in front of the apartment as well as want to pass in front of the apartment, maybe he had a streak of information about Leka and Aska, but it seems like luck was on his side, met with Leka directly in a state like a quarrel with Aska. He suddenly got a brilliant idea to separate them.

"But why are you rushing out?"

Tiin, tiii ....

Apparently Arya's car is blocking other cars from getting in.

"Wait here for a second, I'll park my car first."

"Mmh?" Why did this man tell me to wait? Do I have to talk to her about something? Aah, I'm confused, what should I say to her?

Leka was forced to wait when Arya re-entered her car and parked it inside the apartment parking area. The man then went back to Leka.

"You why, scolded by your employer?"

"What?" What am I supposed to say? Aw, Aska! You trouble me.

"If you're not fit to work with him, just stop."

"Eh, that's ...." Well, what do I have to answer? Leka was really confused thinking about it.

"Are you afraid you don't have a job? Don't worry, you can work with me!"

"Eh, what?"

"Yes, now what do you want? Want to keep working but you're nervous or you want to stop working with him and move to me?"

Leka's eyes are perfectly rounded. He really did not know what to answer because this was all of a sudden. "I ... I ...."

"Yes, I'll let you talk to him. If you're in trouble, I can help you talk, too." Arya pulls Leka's back to return to the apartment with her.

While waiting in the elevator, Leka fretted. What will happen later, will her husband finally expose this story and apologize to Arya or Arya will report this to her husband's parents? He was really confused, had to be happy or even afraid of this man.

Leka opened the elevator door, as well as the apartment door. I did not think her husband would welcome her. "Ah, Leka you ...."

"Sorry Sir." Leka hurriedly cut off her husband's sentence so that her husband would come to his senses, he did not come alone.

"Eh?"

"Assalamualaik." Arya came into the apartment.

"Waalaikum salam." Aska was really surprised. "Om Arya?"

Arya looked around. "Well, it's also the interior of your apartment. Just this time I got in here."

"Oh, yes. Please sit down." Still in shock, Aska invited Arya to sit down. "Oh, Leka. Please make me drink."

"Oh, no need. I'll just be a minute." Arya sat on the sofa chair.

Aska was really confused to see it, what wind was there until Arya came to his apartment when they had met earlier at the training ground. He also saw a strange scene between his wife and Arya.

"Please sit here Leka." Arya patted the chair beside her. Leka avoided her husband's sight and immediately sat down beside Arya. She was resigned if later she would fight again with her husband or what would happen.

Aska had to sit in front of Arya. "What's wrong, Om?"

Arya showed her friendly face that was full of puzzles. "How is your relationship with your maid?"

The sentence made the eyes of the two of them look at each other doubtfully, Aska and Leka. Leka just looked down confused and Aska, she seemed to be at a loss for words.

"I just saw him downstairs, almost getting hit by my car."

"Oh, sorry. My maid is so careless."

Leka stared at her husband with a sharp look in her eyes. He who has been slapped, is now blamed with the phrase 'careless'. Leka's anger began to rise.

"But I saw it as if I was crying."

"Oh, usual. It's a bit sensitive. Can't get a little angry, immediately screech, cry."

Leka was really upset. Why is he now the scapegoat?

"What works less well or how?"

"Yes, that's ...," said Aska with a smile.

"If you don't like him, you can fire him. I'll find a new one. Oh, I have the phone number of the agency that can find a maid. Wanna?"

"Oh, there's no need. I still forgive him. His work can still be tolerated." Aska tries to dismiss Arya's worries.

Abaaa ... Leka nodded, annoyed.

Arya then turned to Leka. "Then what about you. Will you forgive your master?"

Leka bowed with still scowling.

"She doesn't like you." Arya looked at the man in front of her. "Or just like this. You find a new maid, let Leka work for me."

"Come on Leka, quickly grab your things. I'll take you away now."

"Now?" Aska. Leka was no less surprised. Quickly the man made his decision.

"Let's go, wait a minute." Arya reminded.

"Eh, yes." Leka immediately went upstairs. In thought it would be good for them to separate for a while, because they could not think clearly when with Aska. At least when his mind has calmed down he will think again what steps will be done next. Even her husband until the end still tried to play this play.

Aska was really panicking. The man in front of him would easily take Leka from his side, but he could do nothing. Arya is a friend of her father, Chris. He can't be careless or he'll talk to Chris. On the other hand, he could not divulge this charade because it was not yet the time. He should talk to Leka.

"Eh, briefly. I'm going upstairs first."

"You what?"

"Eh .. would like to pay his last salary." Kill Aska.

"Well .. you're very kind to pay the salary for a few days, but it doesn't have to. Let me pay."

"Eh ...." Aska is really not wrinkled. He can only swallow.

Arya could read Aska's uneasiness. He knew what this man looked like, because he saw Aska very fierce with almost all of his students at the Wushu training ground and how unfair Aska was to Kenzo. At least, by taking his wife now, he can avenge the pain of his heart for the treatment of Aska to Kenzo. Slowly Arya started to smile again. "When you need another maid, I'll work on it soon. So you just have to say it."

"Eh ... later only Om. I want to be alone first." Aska brushed her hair back with her finger. He felt almost crazy. Someone stole his wife in front of his own eyes and he could do nothing.

Leka had brought her big bag to the end of the stairs.

"Oh, let me bring you." Arya immediately stood up and came to Leka. He brought Leka's bag down through the stairs.

Leka and Aska, their views met each other. They had to split up because Aska still wanted to continue this play, even though he did not want Leka to go away from him. Leka looked at her with a cold face and followed Arya because she knew her husband would continue this crazy idea for some time until he would never be able to acknowledge her as his wife. Just die with your cipher! Umpat Leka is upset.

Arya encourages Leka to come out first. "Call me, if you need anything."

"Oh, yes, Om."

Door closes. Everyone has gone. He stayed in the house back by himself. Why so fast? What the hell's going on? Did I just fantasize? Leka really left, right? This really happened?

Somehow there is a tightness in the chest that makes her tears glazed. Where did all that gentleness go? Runi who walked around the dining room or Leka who prepared breakfast for him this morning. Now gone is gone when his heart begins to want to settle on the beauty of the day that both of them offer every day. It seemed that his delusion had now been forcibly snatched away, and left wrapped in silence. Yeah, deserted. The endless quiet. Why would he let this happen? Wh why? Now he realized his plan had destroyed himself.

Arya looked at Leka who looked agitated. He may also doubt, he doesn't know, but he can't wait to make his next plan.

It sounded like a loud scream from up there. Maybe it was the voice of Aska who was yelling, I don't know, but it was enough to make Arya can sing a smile on her lips.

Leka then got in Arya's car, and the car went slowly.

"Ok, now you're working for me huh?"

"Yes?" Leka stared at Arya at a glance. I'm a maid now. I work in what part?

"So you did what I asked."

"Yes ...." Leka still glanced at Arya.

Runi is the same. He saw the man again. His memory returned to the man he called 'Papa'. "Papa."

"What?"

Leka was embarrassed. "Ah, that. He remembered Kenzo for singing papa-papa."

"Oh, that." Arya laughing. "But this work is also related to Kenzo. I called Kenzo with Jo."

"Yes?" Leka looks nervous.

"You'll bathe her."

"What?" Leka was surprised to hear that. "Sir, what are you talking about?" His face was red.

"Oh, that's not what I meant. Just from the chest up."

"That's so ... Ah, are you crazy? I'm not that kind of person!" Shouted Leka furiously. He hit Arya on the shoulder.

Arya tilted her shoulders. "Hear first, Jo just finished surgery."

"Operation?" Leka's eyes glared perfectly.

"When he was in high school in Japan he witnessed for himself how his parents were killed and his house burned down but he survived the fire. It's just that there's a burn on the bottom of his chest. He's had surgery once to perfect his body, but he needs a few more surgeries to make his body perfect."

"Oh."

"Rather than I hire a nurse again right, I better ask you to bathe her. You guys know each other anyway. It used to be my wife who used to take care of Jo."

Leka glanced back at Arya, concerned. He didn't expect Kenzo to have such a sad past. Even more sad than his life story. "Sorry sir, I was ...."

"It's okay."

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