Merapi Never Ingkar Janji 2 (The Return of the Sultan)

SS. 79. Jealous

The fun of Nindya and Regina playing, also Al chat with Hanifa who is getting closer, making them forget, if there is someone who is waiting there.

'Mas Al same Nindya where yes, a long time.' His words rubbed the sweat. The hotter the sun, the hotter it feels.

He sipped a little bit at a time the mineral water he had brought from home.

'Still intact, Dya hasn't drank at all.' He muttered inwardly, worrying about his little daughter in the scorching heat of the sun.

Tata got up from her seat and stepped her feet, down the outskirts of the city park. The boredom of waiting, forcing Anita to slowly walk in search of the whereabouts of the two people she cares for.

This place, once where he scavenged for sustenance. In this place Tata learned many things. And in this place too, Tata met Mother Arum who has now become her mother.

From afar, he smiled, when he found his little angel playing.

"Gina, Nindya with Regina, then where's Mas Al ?" Mumbled wailing.

His eyes were still wandering around. It was to a garden chair, where Al and Hanifa were there.

"You're here apparently." Sapa Tata was shocked.

"Hi Ta, sorry for the fun of watching the kids play." Hanifa's comments were nervous and looked misbehaved.

Unlike Al who was terap stay cool when getting out of his seat.

"It's Ok, no problem. It just so happened that over there it was starting to get quiet. After all, her tiredness was reduced as well, so I tried to walk again looking for Nindya." Answer Tata at length.

"Yes, let's go home first yuk. The sun is starting to get hot." Take Al to his daughter.

"Yes Papa." He answered as he ran closer to Papa Al and Mama Tata.

"Pamit is dear, say goodbye to Regina." Pinta Mama Tata to Nindya.

"Bye Regina, bye Aunt."

"Bye Dya." Regina waved her hand.

"Bye baby, I'll see you at school."

"We go first Fa." Say Tata before leaving Hanifa and Regina in the park.

"Okay, I'm going straight back too."

"Bye, be careful on the road ya."

"See you next time."

Al passed by, leaving them to talk before returning home. There was no conversation on the way home.

Either because there is no topic of conversation, or maybe you do not want to talk. To be sure, there is something unusual about them.

"Mama, Dya's hungry." Nindya's whine broke the silence.

"Well, she's hungry, what do you want to eat, baby ?" Ask Mama Tata trying to be ordinary.

"Eeehhhmmm ... He wants chicken porridge." Spoiled answer.

"Okay, we'll stop by and buy later. The one at the end of the road there, right ?" Tanya Mama Tata half gave a hint to the control holder of the vehicle beside her.

Al is silent. In his heart he felt something different about his wife.

"There Ma." Shouted Nindya pointing somewhere.

"Dear, Papa park first." Answer Al while directing his car to the available parking lot.

Tata ordered three servings of chicken porridge complete with hot tea as a booster for their hungry stomachs after exercise.

"Dear, try it. The fry's good lo, it's still warm." Said Al who felt bitter from earlier.

"What do you want to add ?" Ask Mama Tata, regardless of the offer from Al.

"Eeehhhmmm .. Satay eggs are good, Ma ?"

"Enak dong, want ?"

"He'em."

There is no more conversation, which sounded only the touch of a spoon plate that is sometimes loud.

"Have you mamamnya ?"

"Once Ma." Girang reply.

"Pinter once Mama's son."

They continued on their way home, after finishing their breakfast.

"That's !" Call Dya when you see Mother Arum is engrossed in her ornamental plants.

"Eh ... Grandchild Eyang has returned. Happy his sport ?"

"Happy Eyang. I met Gina too."

"Yes dong." The answer was adorable, making them both laugh.

"Park there, the smell of acem. That's Dya breakfast." Pinta Eyang's.

"Yes already full Eyang, was mamam chicken porridge in the corner there." He answered while stroking his own stomach.

"Then take a shower."

"Yes Eyang."

"We went inside first, Eyang." Tata's speech left Mother Arum with her busyness.

Mother smiled nodding, while noticing the change in facial expression on her daughter-in-law.

'What's wrong with Anita and Al, it looks like there's something they're having trouble with.' Mumbled He. Moreover, seeing Al who does not usually enter just without saying hello.

'What this has to do with an accidental meeting between Al and Hanifa in the park just now.' He said in his heart, trying to guess.

'Ah .. no-no, I can't su'udzon.' hearted comment He tried to rule out the possibility that happened.

While in the main room, Tata still silences. She sat in front of the dressing table, combing her wet hair.

"Emmmmm ... Why are you quiet about that ?" Al asked as he hugged his wife from behind.

"Groan." Reply indifferently.

"So how, you can't tell lies and you can never lie." Elak Al who felt the change in attitude of his wife.

"Surely, I'm not papa." The answer is still expressionless.

"Plis ... By the way, did I do anything wrong ?" Al asked curiously.

"There's nothing wrong. Maybe I'm wrong."

"What's ! What do you mean ?" Al's tone was getting upset.

Tata looked at her husband's eyes.

"Honestly, I just don't like you talking to other girls." Lirih.

There were no clear grains flowing on his cheeks, which sometimes felt warm but poignant infiltrating the pores.

"You mean, Hanifa ?"

"Yes, it's not just Hanifa." His eagle.

"But not rule out the possibility also for Hanifa ?"

"Yes." Yeah." Mumbled wailing.

Al smiled, he understood there was jealousy in his wife's heart. Especially with his condition as he is now. His heart is very fragile and sensitive.

"You're jealous ?" Canda Al teases his wife.

"No, why be jealous. Just make it hurt." Reply indifferently.

"here."

Al held Tata's body into his arms.

"I talk to any woman without any other taste in my heart." Al gave his understanding.

"Not to Hanifa." Added again.

"Although it's your past ?" Tanya Tata made sure.

"Yes, whatever the reason is."

"Related to be ?"

"You don't believe in your own husband ?"

"I'll try to always believe."

"There is nothing precious in this world except the three of you, Mother, Nindya and you." Al said while showering kisses on his wife's face.

Tata was just quietly treated like that. In her heart she was grateful and always begged the Creator, so as not to give her husband's heart to another person.

"Is that all you're thinking about ?" Al asked again to ascertain what the cause of his wife's anxiety was.

Tata nodded in agreement with her husband's statement. Indeed, right now only the name Hanifa was wandering around in his mind, painting images of jealousy in his heart.

'I'm sorry Mas, even though I said no, but somehow in my heart there is still a beam of doubt.' Anita's heart expression.

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