Love for Adita

Love For Adita 17

"My husband cheated mom... With..." I hesitated to tell the truth.

" With...?" Ms. Ramita can't wait to continue my words.

" With my own mother." Tears are back to gliding freely. The dark time I buried again. That pain? Until every time I cry, I always cry.

" Oh Allah... Patient ones, nduk. I can't believe your past wounds are so deep. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to tell you the story of your past." He rubbed his hair and hugged me tightly. He felt guilty seeing my fragile situation.

God, I haven't had a loving embrace from a mother in a long time. I feel like I found a new mother. And I feel comfortable in Ramita's mother's arms. Thank you for sending a woman like Ramita.

Now I resigned if one day Ramita's mom will change because I do not like the status I see.

***

I came home from the hospital today. Mr. Ramita and Mr. Wijaya also Tristan have picked me up. With a swift Bu Ramita gathers all my equipment.

" Mommy.let me be.." I felt rattled by the kind treatment that Ms. Ramita gave me.

" Just relax, don't hesitate."

I looked at Tristan, Tristan just raised his eyebrows. He teases me.

After taking care of the medical expenses, I was finally able to go home. Tristan bears all the hospital expenses.

Because I could not walk, I was pushed by Tristan in a wheelchair. Thank you God for sending me good people.

***

After a long journey, we finally arrived at my rented house.

I was hobbled by Tristan getting into the house while Mr. Wijaya and Ms. Ramita were carrying bags of supplies and medicine for me.

" What do you want to drink, sir, buk?" I bid on them.

Instead of answering, they laughed. I became serbah wrong. What's so funny? Inner me grumbling.

" Dita, you're sick. No need to bother drinking. If we are thirsty, we can take it ourselves. Aren't you, ma?" Said Mr. Wijaya on his wife.

Ms. Ramita smiled. " Yes nduk. Now focus on your recovery. Actually I'm afraid to leave you alone here in pain. If you don't mind, just stay at our house for a few days. Until you've fully recovered."

Enjoy God any more that I want to deny. God replaced others to protect me.

Papi must have calmed down there watching me be protected.

" How is Dit? How to daydream." Tristan's voice broke my daydream.

" Sir, buk.. also Tristan.thank you.thank you very much ..already care about my situation. Let me learn independently. My situation is also starting to improve. God willing, I will recover soon. And Tristan.I beg your permission some hearts not to work."

" I'll miss you for sure."

Huh! Tristan lebay policy. He could talk like that in front of his parents. I closed my face. Shame on Tristan's bar-bar behavior.

I think the veins have started to break off one by one.

Finally, after the afternoon, Tristan and his family left the house. I can't get to the door. After they completely disappeared, with a limp path I tightly locked the door.

Honestly, I was traumatized by what I was going through. In my life, it was never imagined that I would get rough treatment from Mas Dani.

Somehow with the fate of my mother. I haven't retracted Dani's report because Tristan rejected the plan outright. Until then he will never forgive the vile deeds of Dani. For Tristan, mas dani is a loser who must feel the coldness of iron bars. I don't know.I'm in a dilemma with all this.

***

It's the seventh day after Dani did violence to me. Today my health has completely recovered. Today I'm going back to work. Before leaving, I was cooking early in the morning. I'll take this meal plan to Ramita's house. In return and thank you from me to Ms. Ramita and Mr. Wijaya, for caring for me in the difficult times yesterday. After I arranged it neatly, I began to drive my motor matic to Miss Ramita's house. I hope he and his family are happy with the hand I brought today. I deliberately came early, so that this food can be eaten at breakfast.

" Excuse me.." I called the security guard who was sitting in the post.

The security guard is approaching me.

" Can I help you?" Ask the security guard kindly.

" Em. anu sir, I want to give this to Ms. Ramita." I gave a bushel of food to the security guard.

" Who are you from?"

" Say from Adita."

The security guard brought a bushel of food into the house. I immediately drove my motorcycle fast. " Oh Allah, may they like." My prayer in my heart.

Turn my bike toward the office. It didn't take long for me to arrive. After I parked, I headed straight to the study. Some friends welcomed my arrival.

" Welcome back to Adita..." They said while hugging me tightly.

***

I stood in front of my office door. There is trauma to getting inside. The events were circling in my head. Oh God, I can't go in that room..

" Adita..," Tristan patted me on the shoulder.

My face changed immediately.

" Morning is already good. Here's a.." Tristan gave me my empty bushel.

" Thank you yes. The chicken porridge is delicious, mom is just as papa likes it. Even I'm just a little bit."

I just smiled, inwardly pleased to hear the praise from Tristan.

" Why sit here? How come you're not in?"

" i... I'm scared."

" It's safe here, the bastard's already languishing in a cell. And I'll make sure he doesn't set foot in this office again."

I can breathe a little.

" Oh yeah, what about your mom's request? Are you going to retract that report? If I wanted him to stay in custody. At least a month."

I just nodded as a sign of agreement. Tristan accompanied me to work today. Although he just play his phone, but his presence here causes a sense of comfort.

***

The time to get home from work has come. Today I was invited by Tristan to his house. I refused, but it wasn't Tristan's name if he didn't manage to persuade me. We go home first to my house to pick up my motorcycle, then after that we will go to Tristan's house.

The motorcycle is done. I'm allowed to take a quick shower and apply makeup to make it more interesting.

Because this is an informal event, I choose jeans that are not too relaxed then I combine with a shirt that is again trendy now. Do not forget the color hijab perched covering my head.I also apply makeup with simple makeup, but still look fresh.

Feeling satisfied with my appearance, I immediately walked out of the room to meet Tristan who was waiting in the living room.

" Geez.lake up some sleep." I laughed giggling. Feeling unbearable, I let Tristan sleep. I sat next to him playing with my phone.

It took about twenty minutes for Tristan to wake up on his own. He rubbed his eyes.

And when netra jami meets all of a sudden, "Huh!" Tristan was shocked.