Me, You, And the Journey of Life

Pamit On Mom.

"Oh, I'm tired too. You don't have to take me to the hospital room." Rendra chose to end their conversation. Walk away from Anindi.

Anindi was a little upset. Rendra sometimes behaves as he pleases. However, Anindi's feelings were a little less good. It's better to stay away from a lot of people.

The doctor examined Ms. Lia, allowed her to go home and prescribed medication as well. Anindi made up for the medicine, then took her mother home after all the administration was completed.

Cantika came to pick up with Kemal using a rented car. It's impossible to also bring Bu Lia with an angkot.

"Here I help, Auntie." Cantika already thinks that Bu Lia is like a real mother. Kemal is the same.

Kemal drove, Cantika sat in the back bench with Bu Lia, while Anindi herself used a favorite motorcycle.

They went home together to Anindi's house. During the trip, Bu Lia kept telling me about her husband Anindi. Kemal who did not know much was silent, occasionally glancing at his girlfriend, asking for an explanation.

"Mother, it's so nice that Anindi can get a husband as good as Nak Rendra. Mother, also hope you get married soon," said Ms. Lia.

Cantika grasped the mother of her best friend. "Thank God, Mom, I'm happy. Just pray, yes, Mom." That was all Cantika could give in response. He believes that Anindi is in a very difficult phase.

The time taken was about ten minutes, the rental car arrived in front of the Bu Lia home caravan. Cantika again helped Bu Lia to get out of the car and enter the house, while Anindi was still not there. Permission to buy fruits for his mother first.

Kemal waited on the terrace, sitting on a rattan chair. The words of Bu Lia increasingly disturbed the thought, because after all Anindi was separated. "Is he married again? But, really, Cantika didn't talk to me, did she?" Dizziness himself.

Cantika came back out after laying Bu Lia in the room. The woman sat on the bench next door. His arrival was immediately greeted by Kemal's question.

"Anindi's getting married again?" tanya Kemal was full of curiosity.

Cantika confusedly explained, but it was very important as well.

"Hey, can you explain? I've been dizzy from earlier, honey." Kemal who was dizzy with work forced his girlfriend to come clean.

Cantika turned her head to the right side, sighing harshly. "She's not married anymore, but her mother still thinks she's married."

Kemal's forehead is certainly wrinkled. Bizarrely. "In a moment, Honey. I'm a little confused. Think he's married, is this what it means?"

Cantika explained the chronology of events that became the reason for Bu Lia like this. Kemal was shocked, almost hysterical.

"So, now that Anindi's with that guy what status is that?" Asking again.

"Yes, there's no status, they're just drama." Cantika was honest.

"Astagfirullah, why is it like this, anyway?" Kemal scratches the head that does not itch. "I just heard him dizzy, let alone Anindi."

Cantika remained silent for a while, then said again, "If you knew the latest news, it would be even more giddy."

Kemal's curiosity came out. News moreover. "About what?" The man did not want to miss it again.

With a slightly sad face, Cantika replied. "Anindi was asked to stay at the man's house because she was in an accident. You know yourself, right, before Anindi lived with her old husband, but moved because she was expelled."

Kemal is no longer speechless, spectacular news.

"What is certain is that Anindi is now no longer good, reportedly." Cantika also dizzy.

Kemal finally shut up, the world is sometimes painful for some people. In fact, it's unfair to a few people. Moreover, the scenario in it is so much and the need for shrewdness in acting.

Not long Anindi came with her bike. The woman parked the motorcycle next to the car and entered the house. Don't forget to say hello to Cantika and Kemal first. This afternoon they will have lunch together, Cantika and Anindi cooking in the kitchen. Both make vegetable soup with sambal and fried chicken. Food that is hard to forget.

Anindi had not thought of anything. Even though the night is long. "Yes, Can. I'll think about it again."

Cantika weed the onion, seeing the confused face of Anindi alone had made the woman pity. The test of life comes crashing down on Anindi's life, now faced with a situation that is difficult to resist. "Hopefully there's a good time to be able to say this to your mother. You must be tormented, right?"

Anindi who was frying chicken at that time could only nod slowly. There were no words that could symbolize his feelings right now.

"If I'm in your position, it's not necessarily strong. You're great, Nin." Cantika throws a smile.

Anindi looked to the right side. "I'm not that great, Can. But God gave me strength. I didn't expect to be in this position either." In Anindi's brain, it was completely unthinkable to take on the role of the fake wife of a man she didn't even know correctly. Really ... This world is crazy.

"We should have had a lot of lunch in order to face the bitter reality." Cantika laughed loudly, intending to comfort Anindi.

Anindi smiled slightly, there was just this Cantika behavior. However, it is undeniable that the attitude can comfort him a little. At least, Anindi can forget for a moment the existing problems.

Kemal came with a hungry stomach to the kitchen. When the two girls laughed happily, the man smiled. For him, Anindi was also important because of Cantika's close friend. May happiness always be with them. "I'm hungry, honey. You're even laughing." Kemal.

Cantika glanced at Kemal. "Your stomach is hungry every second. Are you human or what?" Cantika laughed a little.

"Hus, Can. Not good." Anindi.

Cantika downcast, sorry. "Sorry."

Kemal likes the interaction of the two because they can remind each other. Naturally, if Cantika loved Anindi so much, she was like an older sister who took good care of her sister. Can act like a mother who gives peace through the touch of hands and affection.

"He's very ordinary, Nin. Don't worry" said Kemal, who is no stranger.

Cantika smiled sweetly. Seeing the failure of Anindi's marriage did scare her a little to plunge into that world, but Cantika's conscience obviously wants to try. Anyone in this world would want to feel the entrance to the gates of marriage, where a new world for every person.

After the cooking was ready, Anindi called her mother to eat. The four people also enjoyed lunch with occasional laughs and stories.

At exactly one o'clock in the afternoon, before the noon shift began, Cantika and Kemal pamit. Cantika must enter work, as well as Kemal. Before returning home, Cantika herself invites Anindi back to stay at her boarding house every night, but Aninidi still thinks about it.

Time continued until finally the afternoon before Magrib came. After Ashar prayers and watering the plants, Bu Lia came to Anindi. Reminds his son to go home to see Rendra. "You cook for your husband first, so he can eat right away" the mother said. Anindi simply replied with a nod. Returning to follow the wishes of the mother and again had to be involved with Rendra.

According to his mother's advice, after the azan Magrib Anindi cook a new menu. She also wrapped it in the lunch box, like a wife who would give her husband dinner.

"Don't forget to bring fruits too. Take care of your husband, yeah, son." Again a good message was given to Anindi from her mother.

"Yes, Mom. I'm coming home, Mom's fine at home. Assalamualaikum."

"Wa'alaikum salutations."

Anindi had to step foot out of this house at night. I don't know what the fate of this boxed rice is. Wherever Anindi might meet Rendra at night, it would only incur cruel slander.

With a favorite motorbike, Anindi slid out of the yard of her mother's house. Wanted to go to Cantika's house, but it must have been a hassle. It is better to go to the store.

From the residential street, Anindi motorbikes join the highway. Slide to the right. Once the situation was not as crowded as usual, Anindi focused forward without looking anywhere. When passing the turn, he saw from the right rearview there was a large motor that was behind.

At first Anindi was ordinary, but over time the bike did not overtake at all, even Anindi gave space. Then Anindi ketar ketir, a little suspicious and afraid. The state of the road is also suddenly not as crowded as usual, astonished.

Anindi continued to slide towards the front, adding speed. And, unexpectedly the motor behind him also did the same thing. It's hazardous. It could be that the driver of the big motorbike has a bad goal.