
As the car is still under repair, Rifky returns home with Iyan and Herman. The man sat in the back seat along with Bi Yati. Along the way the three wondered at Bi Yati, until they found out how the matter was.
"Well! Gifky ... Gifky .... How could you be stuck with that woman? Until he fainted?" Iyan drives while nagging Rifky. While Rifky just let the babble of his best friend pass him by.
"Naira already knows this, Rifky. Papa asked you to persuade him if he was angry," said Herman turned to Rifky.
"Did Naira know everything, Pa?"
"Eitherway. Papa doesn't think it's all, '" replied Herman.
Rifky sighed. The man rubbed his face and pulled his hair back. The situation was already very chaotic, let alone thinking about his wife at home. It's not impossible that Naira will be angry, is it?
"If I were you, I don't know how that woman's fate would be." Iyan smiled faintly.
"Pity him, Yan. You didn't see what she was doing?" rifky reply.
"That's it. That's Naira!"
Rifky followed Herman's gaze towards his wife. Naira was hugged by her mother while crying, until her face was bathed in tears. Rifky looked down for a moment. I have seen his wife like that. Naira is now pregnant.
As soon as the car stopped, Rifky quickly descended and approached Naira with a gentle look. The man slowly approached Naira who threw an angry look at her.
"Darling ...?"
"Where are you, Mom?!" Naira brushed off the hand of Rifky who wanted to hug her. Those tiny fingers wiped away the patters of tears on the cheeks with slightly quivering lips. His chest grew even more congested as Rifky looked at him pityfully. She wanted a hug from her husband, but her heart was angry.
"Darling, you calm down. Let's talk about this all right, shall we?" Marlin said softly as he stroked Naira's shoulder slowly.
Naira looked at her mother, she felt quite calm when she found the shady smile of the woman who had given birth to her.
"We're going in, baby!" bring Herman to smile.
Before stepping in, Rifky had shed tears. He was really weak if he had faced his little wife. Rifky loved Naira so much that she would be vulnerable if Naira refused.
"All the way, Ky!" Iyan patted Rifky on the shoulder and put on a smile to strengthen his best friend. Iyan knows that a man's weakness lies in a woman he loves.
Rifky and Iyan walked together, the two men were silent again staring at Naira who was sitting near her mother, as if they did not want to get close to Rifky anymore.
"Clean yourself, son!" herman told Rifky. Rifky nodded. Then walked to his room after staring for a moment at the wife who did not see him at all.
"Naira's. Anger has its time. You haven't heard your husband's explanation, have you?" Herman looked at Naira who was still calmed by Marlin.
"You'd better act like normal to Rifky. You know you're angry, but ask carefully. Don't yell at your husband, let alone be inappropriate to him. Remember that! He is in full charge of you! Not anymore Mom and Dad!"
Herman took advantage of Rifky's departure to advise his daughter. Naira was just silent, who was probably in silence digesting every word from her papa.
Silent! They dissolve in each other's minds. Both Naira's parents allow Naira to think more clearly. They knew Naira did not fully understand the meaning of a family. From that they must mediate.
"If so ... Iyan same Bi Yati want to say goodbye first, Om." Iyan finished his drink and withdrew.
"You going home now, Yan?" ask Herman.
"Yes, Om. It was afternoon ...," Iyan smiled back. The man shook the back of Herman's hand and invited Bi Yati along with him.
"Thank you, Yan! Be careful!" herman showed his smile.
"Yes, Om. Go home, Auntie!"
"Yes," replied Marlin kindly.
"Wa'alaikumussalam ...."
Iyan and Bi Yati came out of Rifky's house. For the third time the middle-aged woman was very grateful to Iyan, the good young man who had helped her some time ago, when she was starving.
A few minutes of fighting with the air shower, Rifky finally came down with a fresh look. The man smilingly looked at Naira who glanced at him, then occupied the sofa that only contained one person.
"Where is that, Pa? You home?" ask Rifky.
"Yes, just now" replied Herman.
"Drink first, Den. Let the mind calm down ...." Bi Ira put down a drink for Rifky while making a little joke.
"Thank you, Bi," said Rifky. So did Herman and Marlin. While Naira still put on her flat face.
"Papa Mama wants to go home. It's also afternoon. You're fine here" Herman's message looked at the child and his daughter-in-law.
"Yes, Pa. Sorry for the trouble." Rifky smiled forcefully. He felt bad for his father-in-law.
"No papa, next time be careful," said Herman, who was adopted by Rifky.
Herman and Marlin went home after leaving some messages for their son. Not that he didn't want to help, but Herman understood that Rifky could solve his own problems.
"Be careful, Ma!" naira shouted as she waved her hand.
"Yes, Honey. You guys all right, huh?"
Naira smiled at Herman's speeding car. Then stepped inside leaving Rifky without a word.
"Naira ...," call Rifky to follow his wife. Naira keeps going and doesn't care about Rifky.
"Darling .. You were horrified first." Rifky grabbed Naira's shoulder when they reached the room.
"Don't touch me before I explain everything!" naira Bentak.
"Yes, Honey .... Sorry, Ma'am, huh? Mas will explain everything, but you do not be guaranteed Mas like this," pinta Rifky said. His eyes looked right at Naira's brown eyes, looking for a look of love there.
"I haven't had a shower!" Naira grabs her towel and leaves Rifky to the bathroom.
Really am. He could not bear to hear the soft sound of Rifky. Naira locked the door tightly and started to turn on the shower. Her tears came down again, fusing with the water that flushed her small body.
'I'm sorry, Mas, ' her mind screamed.
A few minutes after finishing her bath, Naira came out of the bathroom with a towel. At first glance he glanced at Rifky who was sitting on the sofa, then switched to a nightgown that was neatly lying on the bed. With a slow sigh, Naira grabbed the clothes her husband had prepared.
His chest shook again. Should she ignore her husband?
"Don't linger, it'll be cold." Rifky's voice that was already behind him made Naira gasp in shock. His eyes immediately widened as Rifky took over his clothes and put them on his body.
"I can do it myself!" ketus Naira's. Then take back his clothes from Rifky's hands. Naira was about to leave, but Rifky hugged her tightly.
"When are you like this, baby? Mas is not strong if you are cold and indifferent this way ...." Rifky drowned his face in the recess of Naira's neck. Gently grasped the tiny fingers with tears that had returned.
Naira's speechless. Closing her warm-feeling neutrality. It was very desirable for him to turn around and return Rifky's embrace. However, his body felt stiff and indecisive.
Naira was crying in her heart. She needs time to recover everything, it takes time to calm her anger, it takes time to get back into her husband's friendly embrace.