Look at Me, My Husband
S2 Mother of my son 26
“Wait!” Hero stopped Dennis's steps.
“We need to talk.” The hero continued his sentence.
That day was overcast over the horizon. Breeze blowing breeze hit the leaves. Cold struck, but not for the Hero. The handsome man's heart heated up just by looking at Dennis's look. His own brother but the one who could destroy his life.
“I don't feel like there's anything to talk about.” Dennis turned around after stopping his steps.
“What are you doing here? Don't tell me you purposely approached my wife and son?” wira. Emotions make common sense.
“Hahaha .. ex. You're already divorced. Don't tell me you're sudden amnesia, My sister.” Dennis nodded while patting Wira's shoulder.
“I don't want to argue with you. Our problem is done. And I don't think I owe you anything more. I've done my duty to look after your son and ex-wife. It's just that your mom still owes me a lot. Remember that, I hope that the moment he took his last breath did not remember his sins to me. I feel sorry for him in the afterlife.” Dennis is back.
“What have you been doing all this time? What is your relationship with Naina and ..” The hero remembers Dennis' arrival when there was no Naina at home.
“Vienna?” ask the hero for an explanation.
“Me and my foster mother take care of him, of course our relationship is fine. Is something wrong?” asked Dennis with his annoying smile.
“What do you mean? During this ... wait!” The hero recalls about Naina's sister and mother-in-law that Jack told her about. Stringing all the stories including the name of Naina Joseph that had appeared.
“So, you mean her sister Naina and Mbok Sumi also her mother-in-law Naina ..” guess Wira. His brain began to be able to unravel conclusions that have not been completely separated.
“Hmmm.” Dennis muttered indistinctly while nodding.
“Ask everything to Naina. He'll tell you what happened. Don't forbid me and Mbok Sumi to meet with Naina or Vienna. You're not who he is. The only one who has the right to ban me is Naina Pelangie. I'm sorry.” Dennis says. Without giving Wira a chance to ask any further, the man stepped onto the highway where his black Pajero sport was parked.
***
“Dad ...” pekik Vienna welcomes Wira when entering into the contract.
Three weeks of trying to get closer to his daughter, Vienna finally began to open his heart. Although not yet as familiar as the relationship between father and son that was established since birth, at least Vienna has been approached, wanted to be invited to communicate, wanted to call his name. The call of the father that Naina taught their daughter, really made the ears of the Hero have to adapt. As of now, it still sounds unusual for the Hero. In the family they never used such a call.
“Man who just came out ... what often visit?” ask Wira, railed Rima at the first opportunity.
Deg— Rima stunned. He was worried about what to answer. It's impossible to lie anymore. During this time he hid about the visit of Dennis and Mother Sumi who almost came every day to visit Vienna when Naina was not at home.
“Yes, Sir. Since I worked, Mr. Dennis and Ms. Sumi have been visiting Vienna almost every day. It's just that I rarely see my father. They usually come late in the afternoon, after you come home. If not morning, before the Father came,” clearly Rima bowed.
“Wina has lunch?” ask Wira. His heart that exploded because of Dennis immediately calmed back when he heard the sound of Vienna. The little girl was busy chattering with her new doll.
“Already, Sir. I was bribed by Mr. Dennis for lunch. Mother Sumi makes Vienna food.” Rima explained without knowing the real problem.
“That's a new toy also bought Mr. Dennis,” explained Rima.
Hearing Dennis' name, Wira returned inflamed in heart. Taking her phone out of her pants pocket, she calls Naina. For almost three weeks without hearing Naina's voice, she almost forgot how sweet her ex-wife's voice was. The hero deliberately did so, not wanting to hear too often Naina's voice that would only make her feelings weaken again. During this time, he communicates more often through whatsApp. That's also as necessary.
“Nai, can we meet?” ask the Wira after hearing Naina's voice at the end of the call.
“Yes, Mas. What's up?” ask Naina.
“There's something I need to talk about. I will meet you at the office after your working hours are over,” said Wira.
“Good, Mas. I left the office at five in the afternoon. Just let me know later, Mas. I still have a job now,” said Naina disconnecting her call.
Wira's gaze instantly dimmed as she looked at Vienna. Still clear, Rima said that Vienna was fed by Dennis. There was a bursting tightness in his chest, a stabbing pain in his heart when he found out his daughter was so close to another man. Especially when he found out Dennis spent more time with Vienna than he did. Don't ask how painful it is. The pain cannot be described.
The grateful hero is still given the opportunity to fix everything before it is too late. He still had time to approach Vienna and reclaim his little daughter's heart. Wira's daydream was piqued as the phone in her pocket rang. A row of foreign numbers appears on the screen.
“Good day, Sir. I'm Kristin from Husada hospital. Sorry, am I really talking to Mr Pratama Wirayudha?” ask the voice of the woman across the phone.
“Ya, I own.”
“Oh, this is Sir. Test results have come out, you can directly take it in the hospital.”
“Good, thank you,” said Wira.
The man's smile expanded. The DNA test results were important to him, not because he doubted Vienna, but he needed it for other things. At least, he has concrete evidence that Vienna is biologically correct for his daughter. Naina's pregnancy in the midst of their divorce which ended with the granting of a divorce lawsuit and finally a separation, of course, will make many parties second-guess about the identity of Vienna. He needed the test results to silence everyone who doubted Vienna was his daughter.
***
RD Group Office.
“Pak ...” Naina glanced at the clock hanging on the wall of Pieter's study. The time is 16:45. Fifteen minutes of work hours are over.
“Yes. What's up, Angel?” asked Pieter who was sitting in his great chair. They are discussing one of the apartment projects in the South Jakarta area.
“I can ask for permission .. return home at five in the afternoon. I have an appointment with someone,” said Naina trying to be frank.
“Don't say, you're starting to open your heart to new ones. I'll queue up in the front row, Angel.” Pieter. During this time she does not want to bring up Naina's status, even though she knows that Naina is only lying to everyone about her husband. She had long known that Naina was only a widow with one daughter.
“No, Sir. It's nobody. Just one of my distant families,” said Naina lying.
At exactly five o'clock in the afternoon, Naina left the RD Group office. Following behind him Pieter, hobbled off with crutches in his right hand.
“Ouch! Angel, help me!” pieter shouted before descending the stairs in front of the building. The man deliberately did not ask his driver for help as usual. There is a mission that must be done so ask the driver to wait in the car.
“Waiting Sir.” Naina turned around, hurriedly approached Pieter and hugged the man's waist tightly so as not to fall down the stairs. Pieter's leg has not fully healed.
“I miss moments like this, Angel. Recollecting our good times in Austria,” whispered Pieter, putting his lips close to Naina's ears. Her left hand clenched tightly onto Naina's shoulder. The man always took advantage of the opportunity in the narrow.
Naina did not respond to Pieter's remarks. For him this is part of the job, in contrast to Pieter who has used feelings for a long time.
“Angel, I always hope in my prayers. You not only support my body, but also sustain my crippled life. A man without a woman in his life is like limping. I need you to make my life perfect, Angel,” cerocos Pieter. He had already forgotten how many beautiful words he had thrown at Naina. But all ended in vain, Naina did not respond at all.
Stepping slowly, the two arrived at Pieter's car parked in the courtyard of the building. The driver hurriedly opened the car door for his employer.
Pieter is about to get into the car, and suddenly the man steals a kiss on Naina's right cheek. So sudden and sudden.
“Thank you, Dear. That's my thanks for being willing to take me to the car,” said Pieter smiling brightly. Unlike Pieter who was so happy, Naina was stunned while rubbing her cheek. No overreaction, Naina hurriedly took off her entanglement at Pieter's waist.
“I'm sorry, Mr.” Naina's wrong. Rushing to find out the whereabouts of Wira who promised to wait for him in the office parking lot.
Amidst her confusion, turning left and right, the phone in Naina's hand rang. The man she's been looking for since, called her.
“Mas, where?” naina asked as soon as the phone stuck to her ear. Still circulating her gaze around, Naina looked for the black sports car that Wira used to drive.
“In front of the car Mr. Pieter-mu.” The hero replied by holding back his jealousy after being presented with an unexpected sight. Intentionally pressing the word at the end of the sentence.
“Hah! I didn't see your car, Mas,” said Naina more confused.
“In front of Pieter's car. Black Tesla W 1 RA,” said Wira while grasping tightly the steering wheel of his Tesla model 3 car.
***
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