Look at Me, My Husband
S1. Chapter 55
Just about to leave, the hero turned around. “Nai, may I hug you one last time?” ask Wira. Standing in front of Naina with a parched face.
Hearing the request of the Hero, Naina's heart was filled. Suddenly stood up and hugged Wira without thinking long, forgetting the status of those who were no one anymore. The cry he had hidden since earlier, spilled on the shoulders of the Hero. Sobbing sobbed vented the feelings he had stored up since the past minutes.
“Already Nai, do not cry anymore,” whispered Wira, gently rubbed Naina's back. Her heart was even more broken at this moment, when she heard Naina's heartbreaking crying voice.
Naina who does not want to stop crying, makes Wira decide to take Naina home. It was impossible to let Naina carry the car in such a shaken condition. No matter what their relationship is, Naina is still the most important thing in her life.
“I'll take you home, Nai.” The hero said, holding Naina's hand. With his remaining hands grabbed the black handbag and map from the table top.
Naina simply complied, neither protested nor denied as usual. This time he listened to all the words of the Hero, without interrupting at all. Enjoying the pseudo happiness that soon disappears swept by the wind.
“Later I will ask the office driver to bring your car home, Nai,” continued Wira.
Arriving in the car, Naina's cries were still reluctant to stop. “Don't cry, Nai. Or not I will regret letting go of you,” Wira said, confirming her heart. Hope not waver. It's not easy for him, it's not easy for Naina either.
“I'm sorry, Mas. I also had to make this decision. This is all heavy for me too. I can forgive all your lies for two years for hiding your marriage. I can take you back after divorcing Stevi, but I can't accept the fact that Nola is your daughter.”
“This is the hardest thing for me. Until whenever I would still deny the existence of Nola. If we had stayed together, Nola would have been a thorn in our household. Mas can't ignore it, and he deserves all his rights. I will be the most guilty person when taking the rights of an innocent child.”
Naina sighed, before continuing her sentence.
“Mas will be in touch with Stevi because of Nola, and I don't want to feel pain repeatedly. I'd rather be sick once when I let you go.” Naina explains.
“Yes, I understand Nai. No more crying.” The hero gently rubbed the head of Naina. Spontaneously kissed Naina's forehead as usual. Forgetting their divorce.
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Two days after her divorce, there was no contact at all between Wira and Naina. After long confinement, Naina decides to meet her former in-laws. After strengthening her heart and rearranging her messy feelings after divorcing Wira, the much thinner-looking woman stepped out of her residence.
“Mbok, please put my clothes on the bed in the suitcase,” Naina orders before getting into her red mini cooper car.
Surprised, Mbok Sumi gasped at the request of his employer. During these two days, Naina spent time in the room and did not want to share her sad story. Just come out to fill the stomach. The rest, Naina was just lamenting her way of life. Regretting everything that happened.
“Mother ... want to go?” mbok Sumi asked, venturing to ask. The riba was clearly visible from the shady highlight of the middle-aged woman with her batik negligee. She knew clearly, at the moment Naina had no one. Just the hero and himself. No family or friends, let alone friends.
“Yes, Mbok. Maybe after meeting the two parents Mas Wira,” explained Naina, smiling flatly looking at Mbok Sumi who was glued in the middle of the door.
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Naina drove her car at a moderate speed. The red car drove unhindered, the road was not too crowded after passing rush hours. The time was 10:10 a.m., when Naina's car broke into the yard of her former in-laws' house.
Putting a stop at a cake shop, the woman with hair draped was carrying a box containing roll cake and the favorite legit layer of papa and mama Wira.
Throwing a smile at the Wira family driver, as his legs stepped down from his car.
“Pak, Father Mother is at home?” ask the middle-aged driver who was drying the hood of the car with a kanebo.
“There, Mom. Complete,” sahut, bent. With his thumb let his master's daughter-in-law inside.
“Mr where to go? Rarely seen lately,” chirped Naina, looking at the driver mama Wira who has been with the family of Wira for almost seven years. Replacing the old driver, who chose early retirement.
“I'm back to Solo, Mom. There is a brother who is sick,” said slowly.
“Alright, I'm sorry to go inside, Mr.” Naina breezed towards the porch of the house.
Pressing the bell, standing in front of the door of the house with an awkward feeling. Naina was a little relieved as the main door opened greeted Mama Wira's warm smile.
“Ma,” said Naina, bending over and kissing the back of her former mother-in-law's hand.
“You came Nai,” he said, immediately pulled Naina into the house. So happy to welcome Naina. Even though the divorce has happened, for her Naina is still her daughter. Beloved daughter.
While holding a friendly hand Naina, Mama Wira invites Naina to talk in the room.
Naina circulated her gaze, sweeping around the house with her own eyes. His misses were poking at this moment. Two days of not meeting with Wira, he was eager to be able to stare at the man. Moreover, he had planned to leave Jakarta, of course he hoped to see the man he loved for the last time.
“You missed Wira?” ask Mama Wira, smile.
Naina shook her head, trying to lie. Although the look in his eyes could not lie. The longing looks real.
“Wira out of town. Since yesterday Wira in Kalimantan,” clearly mama Wira. It was as if I understood what Naina was thinking.
Naina surprised. Not usually the guy's out of town. Even if there is a task out of town, Wira chose to send a representative.
“Wira in cooperation with his cousin, Bara. They get mega project in Kalimantan and Bara can not go. His wife had not been born long ago, he could not just leave her. So Bara asked the Hero to represent her.”
“Oh yes, Sister Bella when to give birth?” ask Naina. Long time no news of cousin Wira. Their family relationships are not very close. Only occasionally meet when there is a company event or family event.
“Yes, it looks like it's been seven or eight months. Mama also forgot,” said mama Wira.
Naina just nodded. Not too much talking. He still can't face the fact that he's actually divorced from Wira. He was quite surprised by Wira, who could work as usual as if nothing had happened. While he, until he could not get up from his sleep, spent all day in the room, lamenting his farewell with Wira.
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That afternoon, after visiting Papa and Mama Wira, Naina rushed home. Upon arriving at his residence, he saw two bags neatly arranged in the living room of his house. Mbok Sumi also looks ready.
“Mbok ... where to go?” ask Naina wonder.
“I ... I'm with Mom only. Don't want to be left here. If Mom leaves, I go with Mom,” explained Mbok Sumi, sitting on the floor, joining his two bags that he deliberately prepared. Since being asked to clear her employer's suitcase, Mbok Sumi looks worried. Don't know what to do.
“Do Not Mbok. I don't know where to go either. I don't want to bother Mbok Sumi,” reject Naina.
Mbok Sumi smiled. “Then, Mom come with me, go home. To Bandung, Bu.”
“Don't Mbok, I don't want to bother Mbok Sumi. If Mbok Sumi is here, it can still work. Mas Wira will still hire Mbok.” Naina explains.
“No Ma'am. If Mom leaves, I'll come with.” Mbok Sumi insisted.
Long Naina seemed to think, until she finally opened her voice. “In Bandung, whose mother lives with?” ask Naina.
“Self. My daughter is working. Living out of town, my husband also works out of town. Home in Bandung is nobody,” explained Mbok Sumi.
“Mother come with me only,” persuade Mbok Sumi.
Naina drops her body on the living room sofa, looking at Mbok Sumi's idea. All this time, it was only Mbok Sumi who was closest to him. The place is shared and moaning. Even Mbok Sumi knew all the problems that hit his household and Wira.
“Alright, but I'm only temporary. Later, if I get a job, I'll stay alone. Don't want to trouble Mom.” Naina agrees. At this time he really needs a place to shelter, while rearranging his life.
Mbok Sumi nodded and smiled.
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That night, Naina and Mbok Sumi left the house they had occupied for five years. There was nothing Naina brought, other than a few pieces of clothing and the ten million dollars she had pulled from the ATM. Home certificates, jewelry, bankbooks and ATMs are not carried at all. He didn't even bring his phone.
A blue taxi was waiting for them in the darkness. By holding onto Mbok Sumi's arm, Naina leaves behind all her memories with Wira. Without saying goodbye to the Hero or the parents of the Hero.
Just left a letter on his nightstand. Naina is sure, sooner Wira will find out his departure, at least she does not feel too guilty for having left without a message.
“Bu, get in the taxi first. I still have to make sure no one is left behind,” said Mbok Sumi. The middle-aged woman went back inside the house.
Since then trying to find an opportunity, until finally Mbok Sumi has a chance. Of course not wasted. Putting out a piece of paper, which he dipped in black ink. On the top of the paper, a test pack with two lines is placed. The letter he sent to the hero.
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