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

Merapi Never Ingkar Janji 2 (The Return of the Sultan)
SS. 87. The Doubtful Loyalty



The night is getting late, the chirping of the night dwellers increasingly show their fangs. Drowsiness envelops, but the eyes cannot be closed.


Anita again took her cellphone which she had put on the nightstand. Silent, quiet, with no ringing heard.


'Did I forget to turn on the ringtone, or might run out of quota, so there are no signs of notifications or incoming messages in it.' Comment his heart side.


"Even this day, there's no word from Mas Al." Lirihnya while glancing at the clock plastered in the upper left corner of the phone.


Tata tried to find the name 'Reza' in the contact phone. Since this morning he wanted to call, but he always mengantungkan.


Tut .. tut ...


A call sign has been entered, but there is no answer from the concerned.


"Reza didn't pick up my phone either. He's busy, just like Mas Al." Her thought.


With a long sigh, Tata returned the phone on the nightstand. He pulled the blanket deeper. Want to let go of the fatigue that exists.


Drrttt .. ddrrrr ...


Not yet had he closed his eyes properly, the shakes from the mobile phone interfere with his hearing.


"Reza." He then, who was unanswered, called back.


"Hallo Mr. Reza." Anita answered without greeting.


"Hallo ma'am, how can I help you ?"


"Yes sir, I'm sorry I interrupted Mr.'s break." Saying pleasantries.


"It's okay Mom."


"Is Mr. Reza with Mr. Al ? You see, Mas Al's phone from earlier could not be contacted."


"Sorry Mom, I'm in this house. It just so happened that there was an important job in the office that could not be represented to others, so I could not participate with Mr. Al." Reza replied at length.


"But, does Mr. Reza know, Mas Al went the same who ? And roughly when did Mas Al return."


"It just so happens that Mr. Al himself, ma'am, maybe the day after Pak Al has returned. And the cell phone problem, just before I called Mom, I was communicating with Mr. Al, maybe now you can try to call back." The answer is no less long.


"Oh yes, thank you sir."


"Together Mum."


Anita ended their conversation. As her husband's personal assistant suggested, she tried to call Al back.


But again not connected. With Tata weight put the phone back on the nightstand. Hugging her baby, she forced her eyes to shut.


***


Kling ...


Another picture message he received. A photo illustrating how happy her husband was in the middle of breakfast with a woman.


And that woman, the same person as the photo that was sent before.


"Who is he, do I know him ?" Sluggishly.


Kling ...


"Bingung ya ma'am, what do you want to answer ? Don't worry, the information I provide is guaranteed to be accurate." Seloroh the sender of the message, which had made Tata feel annoyed on the sidelines of the busy morning take care of Nindya.


"Mama why ?" Nindya asked, when she saw Mama Tata throw her phone on the floor carpet of her room.


"Hhhhmmm ... No dear, Mama accidentally dropped it earlier." The answer is feeling guilty.


"Is he ready ?" Ask Eyang from inside the room.


"Yes Eyang." His shouting.


Since the birth of Baby Dzaki, Nindya returned to be escorted and picked up by Eyang at school.


"Tag."


"Mother's Gift."


"Does that terrorist still call you Nduk ?"


"No Mother."


But Mother Arum knew that her daughter-in-law was lying.


"Sir, be honest with Mother. Don't cover anything you cover - cover it from Mother." Firmly He.


"So early this morning, Tata still received a message from that person's Mother." The answer is to speak as is.


"Who he really is, and what he wants." Mumam Bunda lirih.


"Yes it's over, Eyang." Nindya said, after finishing her morning breakfast.


"Let's go, say goodbye to Mama." Invite Him.


"Yes, I went to school first, Mama." He kissed the back of Mama Tata's hand.


"Lookiness check, pencil book check, stock and drink check." Said Mama Tata.


"Bere's Mama."


"Thank you Mama."


"Assalamualaik."


"Wa'alaikumsalam."


The solitude of the house makes Anita think back to the photos she received. One by one he opened and looked carefully.


Ddrrrrttt .. ddrrrr ...


Her phone vibrated, saying 'My husband' on her screen. But Tata was still silent without even moving her hand.


"That's Mas Al who's phone, why isn't Mbak picked up ?" Ask Ma'am Watik wonder.


"Father Ma'am." He answered as he passed into the room.


The house phone rang, not long after Anita was unseen from behind her bedroom door.


"Assalamualaikum, Kamandanu's residence." Said Mbak Watik picking up his phone.


"It's me Ma'am."


"Mas Al."


"Mbak Tata no ?"


"There's a Mas in his room."


"Could you please call Ma'am, I call the phone not lifted."


"Oh that, anu Mas, that's_"


"Why Mommy ?" Cut Al.


"So Ma'am Ata was still at the dinner table when Mas Al called. But Ma'am Ata just let her phone ring." Bright Mbak Watik.


"Why is it, then ?"


"I don't know Mas, it looks like something's wrong."


"Yes, it's already Mommy."


Tut .. tut ...


"Well, be killed." Sister Watik complained, and immediately ran towards her master's room after putting the phone handle back in its original place.


Tok ... tok ...


"Yes Mother." Tata answered, opening the door to his room.


"Anu Mbak Ata, it was Mas Al phone."


"Yes, thank you, Mother."


"Well, I'm not done talking about it being closed yet." Lirih.


Realizing what he said, he closed his own mouth.


'What's the matter, there's really something wrong with this.' His heart said kepo.


***


While on the other hand, Mother Arum find out about the existence and truth of the photos sent to her daughter-in-law's WhatsApp number. He started from Reza, Alfatih's assistant.


"So, the woman in this photo, is Hanifa ?"


"I think once Mother, I recognize from the clothes she wears. And again, I was there too at the time of the incident. Me and Mr. Al met Ms. Hanifa who was already drunk. So Mr. Al drove him to his inn." Reza's light is long.


"Then, what about this photo ?"


"If this, I know less Mother. Because for this event, I did not participate with Mr. Al. Maybe it's just a regular breakfast before the meeting starts." Clearly again.


"Are you sure ?"


"I'm sure Mother."


"Nothing are you hiding from me ?"


"No Mother."


"Okay, thanks Za."


Finished business with Reza, Mommy returned to Nindya school, because soon Nindya time to go home from school.


Mother's mobile phone vibrated, He received an incoming call while still near the door of his car.


"Yes, well, thank you, let me know soon if there's any progress." He said so before he finished his talk.


Although she is no longer young, Mother Arum is still deft in acting. Whatever He did, always solved the problem, and all the information He got from his confidants, was almost ninety-nine percent accurate.


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