Look at Me, My Husband
S2 Mother of my son 7
A handsome man looks out of a luxurious apartment with a casual look, but looks classy. Sunglasses roost sweetly on the nose of the nose, hiding blue eyes that have in recent years harbored wounds.
The man who was none other than Pratama Wirayudha was tracking his feet into the elevator. Stand tall with both feet apart and both hands intertwine in front of his body. His cold and mysterious attitude stole the attention of several girls who were riding in the same elevator.
As if unaffected, Wira who had eavesdropped on the whispers behind him just tidied up his sunglasses and hardened his facial line as if to fortify himself from the naughty temptations that might soon attack him.
Being a single man since Naina left, he has met many women. Discover all the characters of the feminine who flocked to him like a magnet to meet steel. Unfortunately, none of them are like Naina and can match Naina.
The hero heaved a sigh of relief, as soon as the elevator door leading to the main lobby opened. William, the assistant had already greeted him with a smile as bright as the morning sun.
"For Mr. Boss" he said. William hurriedly followed the steps of the Hero who walked ahead.
"We're on the road now!" wira orders while turning around and throwing the keys to his red sports car.
"Ready, Mr Boss!" William greeted with the same smile.
The destination of their trip today was Bandung. After days of busy work, out of town from the west end to the east end of Indonesia. Finally today Wira took the time to look for traces of Naina in the city of Bandung. A small village in the far reaches of Bandung.
Armed with the address Jack gave her, Wira decides to find out for herself who Naina Joseph and Vienna are referring to. Less than a month from his meeting with Jack, finally the young businessman who was rising up and running his intentions.
The Jakarta-Bandung journey was taken without obstacles. Right at noon, the sports car that William drove into the small village with a pebbled road. The car slowed down, the sounding was obvious. Attracting the attention of several pairs of eyes of residents who accidentally cross paths.
"Will, you're not wrong, are you?" ask the Hero to make sure. Netranya swept a small village with a residential population that is still dominated by green trees. Very far from the hustle and bustle of vehicles like in urban areas.
"No Boss." William answered with confidence.
"From the car is not clearly visible home number and RT RW. Em ... did we stop by the shop, just ask the villagers." William gave the idea while the tip of his right index finger led to a small shop with mothers sitting chatting.
"OK."
The red car stopped slowly. Sontak shifted the concentration of mothers who were gossiping about the booming soap opera.
"Sorry Mothers, interrupt the time. Want to ask em ... Naina's house .. em ... Where's Naina Joseph, huh? The address is Jalan Buaya inland No 15 RT. 01/R. 01." William said as he read the piece of paper in his hand.
"If Naina Joseph was as far as I know her mother Vienna. Not the road crocodile. The true marsh crocodile." One of the mothers answered.
"Ah, that's what I mean." William corrected his words after rereading the address on the paper.
"If it's a Vienna house, it's on the other end, sir. Straight, on the left. In front of the house was a mango tree bearing fruit. There's a wooden chair." The other mother answered. Walk towards the street while pointing towards the house in question.
"The guy's not here. At home only in-laws and children are equally servants. He is working abroad. So TKW in America what in Australia .. em .. anyway there," explained the shop owner's mother who had been listening.
"Yes, this has been invisible for a week. Usually Viennese like to snack here." Another mother connected.
"OKs. Thank you, Mom." William clenched his palms together. Smiling and slightly wrapping up. Not wanting to hear the story further, which will inevitably end long and endless.
When he opened the door, William still had time to hear the chat mothers in the stalls who switched topics. Previously gossiped Aa Aldebaran and Teh Andin now changed to gossip Naina.
***
William seemed to be sitting on a wooden chair looking at the young mangoes swaying. The atmosphere in the village was very beautiful with a cool breeze blowing slowly on his tired face after driving alone from Jakarta - Bandung.
"Aren't there people in the house, boss?" william shook his hand to his face. Collect more wind for his sweaty neck.
"Looks ...." The hero closed his face to the door. Trying to peek at the house from the crack.
"In the dark, there seems to be no one at home." The hero said softly.
Trying to take the time to ignore his work but his valuable time is wasted. I don't feel like going home empty handed. After this he can somehow return to find Naina and her son in the middle of his busy life.
"Do we find out from the sub-office, boss?" William gave me an idea.
The hero seemed to think for a moment, before finally nodding in agreement. At least he can get information there.
***
Get off the car, Wira stepped into the village office which was not too large. Once there, Wira and William were greeted by a local official.
"Sorry sir, can anyone help?" ask a man who works as a secretary of the village. He was just about to go out for lunch, waiting for Mr. Lurah who was still preparing in his room. He seemed to have invited his two guests to sit.
"Sorry sir, I'm looking for one of the residents here named Naina." The hero opened his voice after dropping his body on the plastic chair right in front of the secretary's desk.
The young man looked confused. Lately there are many foreigners or guests from outside the city who find out about women who have been their citizens. From what was previously unknown, until finally the figure of Naina became a family among the family devices. Even Mr. Lurah knows Naina's brother who often contributes every development in their region.
"Sorry sir, it is true that Naina's mother and family have lived here .. em. but a week ago they and their family moved."
Deg-
Hero surprised. I didn't think it would be too late. Too busy with his work, Wira can only visit this place after almost a month.
"Where to move? Was there no report of moving to what area? There is usually data from the population service if there is a movement of citizens from one region to another."
The secretary seemed to be researching Wira from the tip of the foot to the tip of the hair. Then throw his eyes at William. Last look at the red car parked neatly in the courtyard of the village office.
Somewhat hesitant to share information about one of the citizens who have lived in their region.
"Sorry, Father who? I can't give information carelessly without a clear idea who I'm talking to" the village secretary explained.
"I am Pratama Wirayudha. Actually, I came here to look for the whereabouts of my ex-wife and son who disappeared three years ago." Wira introduces herself. He seemed to be standing up and taking his wallet out of his pocket.
A self-identity card was placed Wira on the table, following later her wedding photo and Naina who was always tucked in her leather wallet. Accompanying his days for these three years.
The secretary smiled with relief. At least his personal opinion is not wrong. The men who came looking for their former citizen named Naina are different from the previous men.
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