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

SS. 88. The Heart that Wounds

Ooeek .. ooeekk ...

As usual, Baby Dzaki wakes up at night to meet his hunger. Enough with a little feeding, he was already asleep again.

Din ...md ...

The sound of a typical horn belonging to Alfatih, was heard up to Anita's room. Tata stood up, just to make sure who had come, still with his son in the sling.

He was a little curtain that blocked his view outside. Sure enough, Mr. Slamet is opening the gate for her husband.

'Mas Al came home this late, not yesterday Mr. Reza said, if the schedule is finished a new meeting tomorrow afternoon ?' She thought about what she had heard from her husband's assistant.

Slowly he put his sleeping son back down. Before long, Al was already in the doorway. He deliberately opened the door slowly, so that his decision did not wake his son.

"Dear Assalamualaikum, haven't slept ?" His whisper.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." Answer Tata, who still busies himself by fixing his son's sleeping position.

Actually there is nothing to fix, but somehow, the gentle habit of welcoming her husband, this time so bland felt. Especially if he remembered back, the photos he had received.

Al glanced at the still neat clock perched on the wall, the time showing three o'clock more than forty-five minutes.

'At dawn, maybe the question I was asking was wrong, so Tata did not answer my words.' Guess it in the heart.

"Bring first Mas, don't hold Dzaki if you haven't cleaned up." Prevent Tata when Al almost wants to see his son in his sleeping box.

'There was something strange about his attitude, it was not usual for him to say so thinly.' Comment on Al's heart.

Al according to what his wife said, without refuting in the slightest.

'I'm sorry Mas, I don't mean to be indifferent to you, but circumstances that make me reflex to behave like that to you.' she lamented, as she looked at her husband's almost invisible back behind the door.

The dawn prayer began to sound, when Al was just about to put his body on the bed. Tata immediately stood up, to take the ablution water. Again Al felt that his wife was avoiding him.

Even the morning prayers are usually congregated, Tata do it yourself.

"Dear." Call her, as Tata walks closer to the room's door handle.

There was no answer from her lips, Tata just turned her head towards the source of the voice.

"Where are you going ?" Tanya Al did not want to waste any time.

"To the kitchen." The answer is short, while turning around trying to pull the door handle.

But Al was more deft, he pulled his wife's tiny body, until it turned right in front of him. Al flanked him, Tatapun could not do anything, his back stumbled on the wall of the room. I don't know since when Al stood behind him, and now he's locked right in front of him.

Anita's gaze was less clear to see her husband's face under the dim lights of the room. His lips twitched, moaning unable to say anything.

If Al's hearing was more sensitive than human hearing in general, he might have heard how loud his wife's heartbeat was today.

Slowly but surely, Al brought his lips closer together, he kissed the tiny lips that had been seen ripe that morning. For a moment, I enjoyed it. But again the shadow of Al's affection with other women crossed his mind.

"Enough it." She shrieked her husband's body.

"What do you mean ?" Al asked more gently and quietly.

"Clean your body first, before approaching me." Tata replied still with the body locked.

Al was increasingly clueless about his wife's words.

"Talk right Ta, I don't like puzzles." Said Al starting to get inflamed.

"His lawful law for a husband to raise his wife after he hates another woman." Said restrained.

"Take care, Ta, don't make my blood boil. On what basis do you speak that." Al said he was still holding back his emotions.

Tata got rid of her husband's body. A little rough, he picked up the phone on the nightstand.

"Explain to me, about these pictures." Show it to Al.

"What the fuck is this."

From the tone of his comments, Al felt he did not know about the photos.

"There will be no smoke if there is no fire." The answer is to endure sadness.

After saying so, Tata passed away leaving her husband who was still researching, who owned a mobile phone number that deliberately affected his wife's mind.

'Who did this.' He thought brain-twisting.

"Mbak Ata, tumben this early in the morning already into the kitchen, cie-cie .. Al has gone home, right ?" Canda Mbak Watik who has not been able to see the situation.

"Hhhhmmmm. .. it's Mbak." His answer was a little indifferent and still busied himself with fruits and vegetables in his hands.

'Why with Mbak Tata, not usually indifferent. It's flat without a smile.' said the heart of Mbak Watik.

"Al's gone home Nduk ?" This time replace the Mother who asked.

"Sorry Mother." Answer's short.

"Mother, today Sister Tata looks a lot silent without the slightest smile." Ma'am Watik said, when Tata started arranging his dishes at the dining table.

Mother did not answer and paid more attention to the movements of her daughter-in-law.

'Perhaps, the silence is a form of protest over what has recently happened.' Mother's comments in the heart.

Tata also passed by, after preparing breakfast on his dining table. As usual she immediately helped Nindya pack up to school. Only difference, this time it is true said Madam Watik, his face grim without a smile.

"For Mother." Sapa Al is neat, approaching Mommy at the dining table.

His attitude was ordinary, like nothing had ever happened.

"What time are you coming home ?"

"So four o'clock before dawn."

"Is there a schedule out of town today ?" Ask Mommy to make sure.

"No, just to the office. There's a report I have to check during my stay away." He answered in between his breakfast.

"Good, later Mother follow up. There's something you should talk about."

"Yes." Yeah." Answer's short.

Al was a little surprised by what he said.

'Does this have anything to do with what happened this morning ?' Her thought.

"Papa." Shouted Nindya excited to see Papa Al was already at the breakfast table.

"Sudha beautiful Papa's son."

"Eyang, Dya went with Papa ya."

"It's the same, baby." Reject Eyang Arum.

"Gakpapa Bun, let Dya be with me."

"Didn't you know if you sent Nindya." Refuse Mother again.

"Gakpapa Bun, usually too right ?" Al asked in surprise with everyone in the house who was indifferent to him.

But he understood, all because the truth is not yet clear.

"Same as you ?"

"Yes Eyang." Answer Nindya according.

"Yes to go, Ma."

"Student study, baby."

"I'm going too, baby." Pamit Al followed.

"Be careful on the road."

It's the same as it was days ago. Tata who always threw a smile accompanied the departure of her husband. Although there was a slight wound in her heart, she never showed it in front of her mother-in-law.

So did Mother, who always joined happy to see their togetherness. But Mother can also feel the heartache of a wife for her husband's betrayal. Although it is not yet certain the truth.

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