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Binar looked at his face in front of the mirror. His eyelids are slightly enlarged. It makes it difficult to open your eyes perfectly. Like something's stuck. That's because he cried a few times last night.
After tidying up his clothes, he walked out of the room and headed to the dining table.
There was already his Father and Mother, and also his favorite son who was eating his breakfast.
“Go to work, Nduk?” Ask Rukayah.
“Iya, Buk.” Answer the Binar mantab.
He's been thinking since last night. And he decided to vent. He doesn't feel guilty. So there's nothing to be afraid of. Like Ubay said last night.
“Let's also go to the hospital. But wait Pakde sama Budemu until.” by Ustadz Syuhada.
“Ngapain, Yah?” Ask Binar. But he already knows the reason. Binar wants to make sure.
“You talked about your wedding and Nak Nazril.”
Binar smiled faintly. In his heart he prayed that everything would go well. Perhaps the way out of this is marriage.
But again, Binar remembered Nazril's words yesterday in the hospital.
“Bin. If you're tired of waiting for me, I'm fine if you want to give up on our wedding plans.”
“I still can't share my attention Bin. My mother's condition is getting worse.”
“I can't be with you, Bin. On the one hand, I really want to directly treat you right now. But on the other hand, there's Ibuk that I have to pay attention to. And again, I'm still in doubt, Bin.”
“I'm afraid I can't love Chan completely. And it would be very painful for Chan. And sin for me.”
That last sentence pierced Binar's heart the most. He looked at Chan pias. The boy did not even care and just continued to enjoy his breakfast.
It was like Binar was telling Nazril the truth. Who is Chan's father, and so on. But it will have a bad impact on Chan if the story reaches his ears
That's what makes Binar and his family did not have the heart and chose to close the meeting about Chan.
After all, Chan has filled all of Binar's heart and love. He loved his son very much.
The past is bad, it's not worth bringing back, is it?
“Yaudah, tefon Binar later yes, Buk.” Binar Message.
Rukayahpun nodded while finishing his breakfast.
Along the way to the hospital, Binar's heart continued to be overwhelmed by doubts. He almost turned around and turned back. But his intention came back strong when he remembered Ubay's words last night.
Slowly he turned his motorcycle towards the MMC's car park.
And as always, Revelation always welcomes him with a friendly smile.
“Morning, Mbak Binar.” Greet the middle-aged man.
“Morning too, Sir. Looks sumringah nih Sir.” Reply Binar back.
“Hehe.. Ordinary Ma'am. Today is payday.” Seloroh Revelation shows a row of teeth.
For some reason, the atmosphere around Binar is very different he felt. Although everything seems normal as usual, but there are things that hamper in his feelings.
Binar becomes more suspicious when there are people passing by and chatting, but while paying attention to it. He immediately thought they were talking about it.
“I'm sorry to enter first yes, Mr.” Pamit Binar who immediately stepped foot with a small run into the ER. Without waiting for the answer from the Revelation.
He paused for a moment and looked around. Indeed there were some colleagues who were whispering while glancing at him.
Binar immediately went into the break room to put his bag in the locker. Before leaving the room, he took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly.
Trying to calm his uneasy inner self with people's gazes at him, but he tries not to care.
*****
The atmosphere of the conference room at the GM hotel seems to have been filled with media crews who are hunting for news about the story of Pamungkas and Reanty.
A hotel manager was busy helping direct the seating for them.
In his car, Reanty is preparing to be assisted by Lutfi. Even though he is being hit by a scandal, but he must still perform optimally. Its elegance is really hard to match.
“Mas Pam has not arrived yet, Fi?” Ask Lutfi.
“Yaudah, yuk.”
Reanty smoothed his black hair before he got out of the car.
When Reanty reached the front door of the conference room, he emerged from his right side.
Seeing the arrival of the man, his smile automatically appeared just like that.
And like a base, she was trying to be friendly to him. The man returned Reanty's smile despite looking very awkward.
Both of them entered the room at the same time.
And the camera lights directly rained down on the two.
Finally, Reanty sat on the podium. And the press conference began.
Finally and Reanty went straight to the point without making small talk first.
“I hope the understanding is yes media management. Our divorce was purely due to incompatibility between us. And it has absolutely nothing to do with third parties, actors, or whatever it is.” The one who starts the explanation first.
“So please do not preach parties that do not have anything to do with this case.” Pamungkas Imbuh.
Reanty just lowered his head. I don't know what he's trying to do.
But then he lifted his head as Pamungkas nudged his arm.
“Mbak Reanty, is that true?” Ask one of the reporters.
“Oh? Uh, , yes. Bener. Our divorce has nothing to do with third parties. There's no other woman or man here. For the real reason, sorry yes temen-men, we can not tell because it is our personal domain.” Clearly Reanty with a wrinkled forehead.
As if he had to say that.
“So please don't speculate that is not-not anymore, yes. This has nothing to do with the girl.”
“But did Mas Pam nganterin that girl came home malem-malem.” Ask another journalist.
Reanty turned to Pamungkas.
Pamungaks know, if he opens his mouth, then their questions will not be finished here. So he nodded at Fauzan intending to code his secretary.
Fauzan immediately took over. He told the media that he did not have much time. And forced to end the interview here.
Finally, Reanty and Reanty walked out of the room with a hotel security escort. Because the media crew is still trying to extract information from them.
The two of them breathed a sigh of relief when they managed to get out of the room.
“Still, yes.”
A speech that inexplicably sounded hurtful to Reanty
“Sama-sama, Mas. We should have straightened this. Does that mean we won't see you again?”
“We can still have dinner occasionally.” She replied with a warm gaze that Reanty had not seen for a long time. “Let me know if you need a story. I can still handle your curhatan.”
“Hemph..” Reanty smiled bitterly. He nodded slowly while extending his hand.
And finally welcomed him. He held his ex-wife's hand. It seems to indicate that their story is really over.
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