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The warmth gradually felt in that VIP room, Yeva and Binar were busy telling stories. I don't know what they're talking about.
Once in a while Ubay just glanced at them while playing with his phone. He secretly photographed them and sent them to Pamungkas. Accompanied by a few sentences that provoke jealousy.
And the reaction of his best friend made him smile himself.
Tok, tock, tock, tock, to,,
A knock was heard at the door.
Binar and Yeva who were chatting turned to the door. And also Ubay.
“Excuse me,,,” said a woman wearing sunglasses and a face mask that was tilting her head.
“Ya?” Answer Ubay.
“Ah. Turns out I wasn't wrong room.” The woman again. He walked in and opened his mask and glasses.
“Rea?” Welcome Ubay to Reanty who is smiling kindly.
“Wah. You still know me.” Seloroh Reanty to Ubay.
“Teh Reanty?!” Peek Yeva with her excitement. Didn't think Reanty would come to see him.
“You Yeva?” Reanty asked approaching Yeva's bed. He looked wrong when he saw there was a Binar there. Somehow he was very reluctant with the woman who is now the wife of his former wife. Segan at once not tribal.
“Iya, Tea. Please sit, Tea.”
Binar seemed to understand. He brought the empty seat next to him to Reanty.
“Mbak Reanty, how are you?” Ask Binar to reach out his hand.
“Good. You how are you?”
“Alhamdulillah well, Ma'am. Haven't seen you in a long time, yeah.” The sparkle is stale. He also felt awkward with Reanty.
Who is not awkward when meeting the ex-wife of her husband? Everyone will definitely feel that way despite trying to be normal and ordinary.
“What pain? How on infusion?” Ask Reanty then.
“Against feeling good, Mbak.” Answer Binar.
“Teh Reanty from where?” Tympano Yeva.
“From the set.”
“Including here, what about?”
“Someone told me the same, said you're a big fan of mine. He asked me to help me look at you. All you want to say this.” Reanty issued a photo album filled with photos and his signature to Yeva.
The girl looked very happy. He even glazed over her so much.
“Yes geez... Thanks a lot Tea.” Yeva expressed her gratitude to her idol.
“You guys continue to chat, yes. I'll go out for a minute.” Pamit Ubay to them. All three just nodded.
Since Reanty's arrival, Yeva has had great pleasure. His joy is back to how it was. Making Binar also feel happy.
It would not be wrong to ask Reanty to come. The proof is that Yeva looks a lot more cheerful. He is very fond of Reanty as his idol.
“Mbak met Chan?” Ask Binar on the sidelines of Yeva's story.
“Since then, I've never met him again.”
“Why?”
“My schedule is solid again. I haven't had time. Oh yeah, where's Chan?” Reanty spread his gaze around the room.
“Udah how many days he nginep at the house of Father, Ma'am. Not wanted to be taken home.”
“Bby, Mbak. Let's go to my room.” Take the Binar later. “Va, we go out first yes briefly.”
“Iya, Mbak.” Yeva.
Binar invites Reanty to go to his room. Arriving inside, Reanty took a seat on the sofa right in front of Binar.
For a long time they were silent. Reanty kept his face down. He was thinking of a suitable sentence to open the conversation. Between courage and doubt.
“Mbak want to say what?” Ask Binar at the end.
“I want to talk about Chan.” Answer Reanty.
“What's the matter with Chan, Ma'am?”
Reanty was silent again. Makes the atmosphere even more awkward.
“Binar, earlier I apologize if later my words there offend your feelings. But I have to say this. I'd like to ask you.”
Binar frowned. “Ask what please, Ma'am?” I don't know why she feels bad.
“Please give Chan back to me. I need him.”
A sentence that sounded very heartbreaking to Binar. He was stunned and gawked looking intently at the woman sitting in front of him. His body froze, trying to digest the request Reanty had just uttered.
“What's Mbak mean?”
“I want Chan back. Stay at my house, just like me. I promise I'll watch him better. I promise I'll set aside some time for her to nurse him. I beg you, Binar. I'm asking this to be good with you.”
“Set time?” Now Binar's gaze turned furious. “If Mbak can only set aside time for Chan, I will not be allowed, Ma'am. Make me he's a priority. He's more important than anything. Even above my own interests. Ma'am as her real mother, not ashamed to say so with me? I'm willing to risk everything for Chan, and Mbak can only ‘ set aside time’? Mommy has no instincts anyway?”
“But I really need him. You have already got Pam. Less what else? You can have another child with Pam. Chan is not your real son. He's my real son. I'm the one who conceived her and menggahirinya!” Reanty was also provoked by his emotions. She wants to fight for her rights as Chan's birth mother.
“And do not forget, if Mbak also threw away the innocent baby!”
“You have no right to judge me. You don't know how Mas Pam's family treated me. They look down on me. I don't have a place to escape. I admit I was wrong to throw my own child away. So now I want to take responsibility and pay for all my mistakes with Chan.”
“This is not how to ask well, Ma'am. Chan is my son. I took care of her and raised her. I can still ngijinin Mbak to find him. But not if you want to call Chan from me.” Binar is no less strict.
His pride was deeply hurt at the words coming out of Reanty's mouth. Make it ride pitam. If Reanty insists on fighting for her rights as Chan's birth mother. Then she will also defend her rights as a mother who has cared for and raised the child with affection.
“Why new now, Ma'am? Why didn't you find and take care of Chan? You used to throw it away, now you want to ask again. Don't know what you are?”
“You don't be insolent. You called Pam from me. And now you want my son too? From the outside of your appearance sok alim. Though you are nothing more than a destroyer of households!!”
Reanty could no longer contain his emotions. He felt justified his actions. Especially when Binar looked at him sharply. He wanted to pull those eyes out. He felt humbled by that look.
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Neti: yaaahhh, how to hang tor?
Author: intentionally. Confused about the next scene. 😁😁
Neti: emotions in tor.😤
Author: also. Ggggrrr!! After writing this scene, the author glared at everyone who passed in front of the house. So don't make a storm.😘😘😘😘😘
