Love of the Duda

Love of the Duda
Reunite



"Nake?" Fania nodded weakly, but her smile never went away. His face was still pale, even still coughing and colds. Asha could visit Fania after school, it made the little girl with the nose to whine asking Asha to come immediately, even she did not want to eat anything.


"Smart pretty boy." Asha placed her bowl of porridge on the nightstand and stared fixedly at Fania, her mind constantly being overshadowed by someone who was deeply missed. For Asha to see Fania just as she was looking at the person. "Now Fania is taking medicine and sleeping, yes."


Great ... that's the right word, Fania who is usually very difficult to take medicine now easily according to, even Fandi who had been sitting quietly on the sofa until flabbergasted. He stood up to Fania and smiled when he saw his little daughter taking her medicine.


"Dad's son is great, he's taking medicine." Fandi brandished her two thumbs and brought her face closer to Fania's face, then kissed her daughter's forehead which felt warm.


In close proximity Asha can smell the perfume Fandi wears. He tries to be ordinary even though it feels strange when close to men. Although she has a lover, but their relationship is not too close, even Asha asks her lover to keep her distance.


"Mom Asha don't go, yeah." Asha did not immediately reply, she looked at Fandi asking for an answer. There was no answer whatsoever that he could get making Asha only be able to exhale heavily. "Bu ..," whined Fania whose question never got an answer.


"Yes, but now Fania has to rest to be healthy." The little girl nodded back, starting to close her eyes.


"I'll go out first, you can be here accompanying Fania." Asha only replied with a nod, as if reluctant to look at Fandi or reply with a voice.


Just as Fandi closed the door to Fania's room, Asha found a message coming in from her phone. He seemed to be frowning as he read the message. However, he did not put his phone in the bag and did not forget to make the silent mode of his phone without the intention of replying to messages.


"Fania is so beautiful, her eyes make me remember her."


Asha gently stroked Fania's hair and after making sure the little girl was soundly asleep she chose to leave. Really the incoming message made him uncomfortable.


***


"Sorry sir, but I have to go now." Asha seemed heartless to say it, but she had to leave and could not keep her promise to the little girl. "On Fania, I'm sorry. I try to ...."


"No need, you can go right away. Later let me give understanding to Fania." Asha looked down, she felt so guilty.


"Thank you." Asha immediately left behind Fandi who was still unmoved. At first glance, he stared at the middle room full of Fania's picture frame in various styles before finally getting an incoming message from Ojol who ordered it.


"Mom Asha, is it still here?" Fandi thought Asha had left after saying goodbye to her, apparently the woman was still standing near the fence of her house and seemed calm.


"Yes, when the ojolnya said it was almost there. It's been fifteen minutes." Asha looks very agitated, Fandi who intends to go to the supermarket in front of her housing complex on a motorcycle feels sorry for her daughter's teacher and finally offers a ride.


"Here it is difficult to get transportation, I deliver until the front so that later Mom can take a taxi." Asha looked at Fandi who was smiling looking at her. He glanced at the circular clock on his left arm and finally nodded. "Come, sorry there's no helmet."


"Where are you going, sir? What about Fania if she wakes up?" Asha brought her body closer to Fandi so that the man could hear her question.


"I just went to the supermarket in front, Mom." Asha no longer asked, she again checked her phone and there was a message coming in from the same person.


"Please wait here, there will soon be a taxi passing by. Or do you want me to be with you?" The woman refused, for him with Fandi dropping her off was enough. Fandi left immediately, the man was really unable to mince words with women.


"Yes, wait another half hour, yeah." Asha negotiated with the person who contacted her. After the call was interrupted without an answer from the contact made him become upset himself, let alone no transportation that would stop, even the ojol he ordered to notify if the motorcycle tire leaked.


"How's this? He must be angry" his own monologue. The sound of a motor horn made him turn his gaze to the side. Asha looked shocked when she saw the man who had always displayed a smile unlike the first day he met was beside her.


"But—"


"Just relax, the helmet is clean and fragrant." Sure enough what Fandi said, the helmet smelled the fragrance of perfume. He smiled when he realized there was no groceries brought by Fandi and even Fandi looked very fast shopping if indeed the man really did it.


Back Asha got a free doll from the man with the status of father. The unashamed man wore only knee-length shorts and a Winnie the Pooh t-shirt on the front.


***


"They're who?" Asha handed the helmet to Fandi. The man observed three people who were in front of the porch of his daughter's teacher's house. Asha just sighed softly and smiled.


"They're Ren's parents."


"And the man in the black shirt is Ren?" Asha nodded and looked at the three people who were staring at them in wonder.


Without Asha realizing it, Fandi did not leave immediately. He instead chose to park his bike and follow Asha. "Assynolt, Om ... Auntie." Asha greeted the two married couples who were looking at her expressionlessly and turned to stare at the tall man who was staring at her as well expressionlessly. "Ren," great-grandson.


"Who is he, Sha?" Ren pointed at Fandi who was standing a few steps behind Asha through the look in his eyes, Asha turned to follow the direction from Ren's eyes and found Fandi standing up without any intention of getting close.


"Sir Fandi what's wrong?" Fandi smiled and instead walked up to those who were still standing on the terrace of the Asha house.


"Who are you?" Fandi reached out his hand to invite Ren to shake hands, but the man seemed indifferent to him and instead threw his face away.


"Ren ...," Asha rebuked the man.


"Are you Asha?" Now a middle-aged man whom Fandi thought to be Ren's parents is speaking.


"I'm Fandi the parent of Asha's disciple." Fandi looked calm, in contrast to Asha who felt the heat was surrounding them. What do you want instead Fandi approached and also he is sure if Ren will return misunderstood. Seen from the face of Ren who was holding back anger by continuing to be silent.


"Sorry, Sir. But I—"


As if understanding what Asha was thinking, the man started talking. "You take it easy, I'm here to hand this over." Fandi handed over a small brooch of flower character to Asha. "Fania asked me to give it to you. Then excuse me." Fandi then left irresponsibly with the chaos of the situation that Asha now had to face.


Ren who looked at him annoyed with eyes full of disappointment, Ren's mother who had just been silent when it was like preparing a big surprise, and Fandi's father who looked at Asha expressionlessly. "Then we go in first, Om, Auntie, Ren." Asha was about to open the door, but Ren's mother's words made her stop the action.


"no need. You've disappointed Auntie." His face looks so upset. Asha who was startled by his words approached and was about to touch his hand, but was immediately pushed aside. "Do you know how long we've been waiting here?" His voice now rose an octave.


"Marni!" reprimand Ren's father for not wanting any commotion.


"Just shut up, I'm not satisfied with making him self-conscious!" His eyes were staring at the bowed Asha.


"Ma, relax. Now let's go to Asha's house first" Ren said. However, he did not see Asha looked frightened even though he himself was still upset because he had to wait for the long time his lover was especially added to the presence of the child man earlier.


"Now we go home. You know I've been very patient with your behavior towards Ren, my son." Marni pulls Ren's hand and takes him away, followed by Ren's father, who says nothing. Tears escaped just like wetting Asha's face.