Me, You, And the Journey of Life

Advice Advice Counsel

The man stopped right at a distance of half a meter from Anindi hiding. Shut up for a while, then take a few snacks off the shelf and go again to the cashier.

Anindi fell silent, not to make a sound. Strange also with his behavior because he felt he had no wrong, but instead hid.

The voice of the man was heard, apparently shopping. Then, again the sound of the door opening. Either someone comes in or maybe that person comes out. To be sure Anindi was trying to be quiet and wait for the time to come out.

Cantika and Nisa throw views at each other, questioning Anindi's existence as if lost to the earth.

"Sir, Anindi didn't run away, did she?" Cantika asked that.

Nisa stunned. "Where's the dust, Dek? Kan, the only way out is one." Nisa's right index finger pointed at the glass door.

"But, it's been a long time. Is he ngadem again?"

"Maybe, too, Deck. Let's see first." Nisa's worried. Anindi was only willing to take a cold drink that could quench her thirst. However, it did not return until ten minutes. It can't be that long either.

"Yes, Mommy." Cantika was about to walk to the right side, but the tail of the left eye saw Anindi figure coming out of the corner of the shelf. "That's him coming out. Astagfirullah, make people anxious." Cantika stroked the chest, really made anxious.

Anindi had already made sure the person she avoided was not around, returning to the cashier. Stand up without feeling guilty between the two friends. "I'll pay for this." Anindi gave a coffee can to Cantika as well as a piece of money with a nominal of fifty thousand rupiah. "I see, this is the best."

Nisa and Cantika were back again throwing glances at each other. Not understanding Anindi's attitude.

"What's wrong?" Andini feels weird. Looking one by one Cantika and Nisa. Then, watch his appearance. Maybe something is wrong or maybe not good. "Something weird, huh?"

Cantika took the bottled coffee that Anindi gave, not forgetting to scan on the computer. "You're grabbing a drink at the store or abroad?"

Nisa herself did not dare to say anything, perhaps because it was not too close.

Anindi's forehead shriveled tightly. "Yes, in the store. Why why?" Still curious, afraid of being wrong.

Cantika finished, not forgetting to take a piece of money. "A long time. I'm the same Sister Nisa to worry. In fact I thought that you ran away because we were a hammer." The woman pulled the drawer, took the change for her friend. "What are you really doing there? I thought, grab a few cans of drink, it's just one."

Nisa smiled slightly, while Anindi no longer served Cantika. Just let the girl chatter everything. After the money was returned, Anindi joined Nisa and Cantika near the cashier and they sat down. Ready to eat fruit that is very suitable to be enjoyed during the day.

Nisa noticed Anindi. "Daddy, how's your mother doing now. Is he healthy?" Nisa knows the details of what happened to her mother Anindi. Have also visited home, even if only carrying a kilo of oranges. Most importantly, his intentions were very good.

Cantika was busy playing mobile phones, replying to a message Kemal said would pick up the woman later in the afternoon.

Anindi herself has just enjoyed one piece of young mango dicocol with sambal rujak, very fresh. Chew for a while, then say, "Alhamdulillah, Ma'am. I've made a lot of progress, but I can't be forced to know some memories. The doctor strongly suggested that I could do it slowly."

"What about your husband too?" Cantika finally spoke up, it was a pity not to participate. "The young man, you know."

Nisa listen. Regarding Rendra, Anindi himself said. Maybe only Nisa, Cantika, and Miss Mila know about Rendra. Fortunately, they did not talk much or interfere.

With so forced Anindi nodded slowly, that was her reality. "Yes." Yeah."

Nisa's two eyes are perfectly rounded. "So, your mom still thinks that guy's your husband, Dek?" Confirming Anindi's words earlier.

Cantika returned to focus on the phone, while Nisa fell silent.

Anindi's appetite is declining. His hunger has been coming since an hour ago. It's just that suddenly discussing the problem of Rendra, this is the trigger.

"Sir, are you sure you're going to keep acting like this?" Nisa was just worried. Moreover, the problem is not small. However, it is very heavy and certainly involves the heart.

"The problem, Mother. Anindi is confused as well how to be honest to her mother." Cantika was in the ring again.

Nisa gave a rough sigh. Also true.

"I actually feel bad about Mom. Not to mention if he met it even made emotional blood. Today I met him again at the delivery house." Anindi told me without awkwardness.

"Seriously?" Cantika who was enthusiastic to release the phone. Besides Rendra has a very handsome face, the man apparently has his own charm in the eyes of women, including Cantika. "That handsome Oppa met you again?"

"Not Oppa, Can. It looks like he's younger than me." Just Anindi's guess. Hopefully not because it would be very embarrassing to be in trouble with a young man.

Cantika is getting hysterical. "Crowd, you mean?"

Nisa closed her right ear. Cantika's position was to his right, while Anindi herself was in front of them. "You don't sound too loud, Dek."

The three chatted under the cashier's desk. Fortunately there are no customers, usually if broad daylight is not too crowded like morning or afternoon. This can be used by them to establish relationships with working partners.

"I'm shocked, Ma'am. If until the man flocked, Anindi was lucky to get a younger dong," chirped Cantika who did have high standards for assessment in men.

Anindi shook her head several times, stretched out her right hand and stuck it on Cantika's forehead. "You're not hot, but your words are bad. Astagfirullah."

Cantika threw Anindi's hand and said, "I'm still healthy!" Not happy with Anindi's current sentence.

Nisa fell silent, watching the two women who were not far away. Observing every movement of Anindi's body that showed her dislike on this topic.

Anindi looked at Cantika inside. "I don't care if he's leaning in or not, which I'm sure I want to get away from him immediately."

"Do you have a relationship?" ask Cantika surprised.

"I mean, out of all her equal business. If Mom doesn't know the truth, she's gonna haunt me all the time. Not to mention he himself acknowledged me as a future wife in front of many people. Astagfirullah, I don't know where to put my face?" Anindi almost wanted to cry in memory of Rendra's actions. A annoying man who can make his soul tormented and also his brain difficult to think. "Honestly, I want him to go far away. I don't want to see him again."

Seeing Anindi's despair draws Nisa's sympathy. Suppose he was in the position of Anindi was not necessarily able to face strong. Pretty tough that girl.

Cantika typed the message first. Tell Kemal if he will return to Anindi's house tonight with the aim of visiting the mother of his friend. In other words, Cantika rejects the subtle offers that the lover gives her. Let the man think more deeply about their relationship.

"Try you think, Deck. It is hard to accept a woman who has previously been married. Maybe not from her husband, but from her family. That's why I advise you enough. Don't drift away, remind her too. If indeed this drama must continue, do not involve the heart," said Nisa who must have felt the joy of grief in the journey of life so far.

Cantika. His forehead crinkled indicating he was thinking hard. "But, aren't there some people who can accept it? It seems to depend on the person, Ma'am. Not all women who have been married are considered ugly also in the eyes of prospective families."