My boyfriend My friend's husband

BAB~96

After arriving at her room Andita led her belongings to another empty room, after which she asked the maid in the house to clean the room.

“Darling...What's wrong with you son ? why move rooms, if you want to move to the top floor only yes.” Ayu suddenly came towards Andita.

“Gak ma, Dita downstairs. Nothing just want a comfortable atmosphere, so move.” Andita replied trying as casually as possible.

Ayu looked at Iba at the child. Ayu's eyes glazed escaped he could no longer hold it, until Ayu came out leaving an6dita alone who stared in wonder at his mother. Andita ignored that, she locked the door and pulled out a brown envelope from behind her shirt and stared at it for a moment, then kept it tight.

Once in a sense of security and unreachable by anyone, Andita went to clean herself.

After changing clothes with home clothes, Andita out looking for some workers who are men.

“Pa. What's their name ?” point Andita at the housekeeper in front of the gate and who is in the post, it happens that Brata is enjoying the night air and relaxing on the terrace of her house.

Brata turned to Andita who came suddenly, and Brata looked at her daughter with a little strange, why was Andita's clothes like that. Hotpant and crop top sweatshirt. Weird !

“Papa kok see Dita kayak like that ?” Andita protests to Brata.

“Sorry son, papa doesn't mean anything. Just why are you dressed like this, here a lot of men dear.and there is need of what same they are ?” ask Brata.

Andita was silent without any intention of answering Brata.

“The names are Bambang and Ijal, wait here so papa call.” Brata continued without waiting for Andita's explanation, because her daughter was just silent.

Brata came with the two workers in his house in front of Andita. “ this they son. Dita Emang want what they do ?” ask Brata again.

“Pak please lift the sofa in the room where Dita was treated yesterday yes, please down to the back garden.” Pinta Andita on the two men named Ijal and Bambang.

Brata's eyebrows intertwined, hearing Andita's strange request.

“why below to park nak ?” tanya Brata follows Andita's steps towards the cursed room.

“ Sofanya dirty pa.” Answer's short.

Whatever the reason Brata let Andita's will, without preventing it in the least.

Once in the back garden, Andita smiled obliquely imagining the struggle of two human children there. His heart was obviously sick, it hurt a lot.

“Pak please gasoline and matches at once yes.” Tell Andita, then she went upstairs to call her husband.

Andita knocked on the Yoga room, before long the tall figure stood before her with a parched face.

“Sayang..jelasin same mas yes, what is this.” Say Yoga with a sad look, when looking at Andita's eyes

“Come with you, there is a surprise for you mas.” Andita smiled sweetly at her husband.

Yoga followed Andita's steps, and tried to reach her hand while on the steps of the stairs.

“Sayang..wait for dong.” Yoga grabbed Andita's hand. Andita brushed aside Yoga's hand.

“ Didn't you hear me earlier ! keep your dirty hands away from my body!!” snapped Andita beaver.

“What's the matter dear, why has your attitude changed like this ? is it because of someone, does anyone affect you ?” Ask Yoga. Without realizing his mistake and even as if blaming Andita and someone, who is someone who is meant by Yoga. Bagas or who ?

Andita just smiled cynically without responding to Yoga, she just kept walking down the stairs and turned towards the door to the back garden.

Yoga looked at Andita who stood beside him also Ayu and Brata as well as Pak Ijal and Pak Bambang there, Yoga as if asking for an explanation from them. Lah... They are confused and do not understand what is going on right now.

“Honey, what does this mean ?” tanya Yoga was nervous as she stared at the sofa where her depraved actions betrayed Andita.

Andita did not heed the Yoga question, she just stared straight at the sofa. His eyes and face implied unparalleled pain. While Ayu wanted to ask, but was prevented by Brata.

“ Let's see, what will happen and what is the problem with the sofa.” Brata's whisper to his wife.

“Pak bambang, burn that sofa !!” andita sarkas's orders.

Yoga looked at Andita, he felt bad with Brata for Andita's presumptuous attitude to burn his parents' belongings without any explanation there, because Yoga can ensure that they also do not understand the purpose of Andita.

“Don't pack !.” prevent Yoga.

“waw...extraordinary once a pity, you even very much keep that sofa. What's wrong with you, Mr Yoga ? or maybe the sofa keeps sweet memories for you ?” andita said with a bitter smile, staring at Yoga alternately with the sofa.

Yoga paused for a moment digesting Andita's words, the next second.

Deg.deg.

“don't-don't Andita know everything.” Inner Yoga, her face paled.

“Why silence ! do you have a reason that you can explain hm...?, why do you forbid to burn the sofa ?!” sue Andita.

Yoga was silent without being able to answer Andita's questions and words that were very touching in her heart.

“Burn pack, burn to ashes. Eliminate all the treacherous stains on that couch.” Andita exclaimed at Pak bambang and Pak Ijal, then Andita left the park behind.

“Not now, but wait for the right time. I'll dismantle all her in front of everyone including in front of your parents.” Inner Andita.

Brata moved towards the sculpting Yoga, his face shaded and dignified.

"What have you done to my daughter ? Who is the traitor ? What did Andita mean ?" Brata asked in a row, Brata had kissed a little something wrong between Andita and Yoga, but so far it is not clear the point of the problem.

"Yoga does not understand pa. Andita asked me to evict her nurse this morning, and Andita didn't explain why either." Sahut Yoga, which unknowingly opens up a little to the root of their problems.

Brata squinted his eyes, looking for something truth or a lie in the face and movement Yoga.

"Hm. It looks like here, you did it. What is your relationship with the nurse ? It's only natural that she'll leave here, because Andita's cured, isn't she ?" Brata immediately shot Yoga with the right words in the heart of Yoga.

"Andita's treatment has not been completed right pa." Sahut Yoga tries to defend itself.

"A blank slingshot what is it. You are Doctor Yoga, should the nurse continue the treatment for Andita, if not completed ? And the one who's more in charge of Andita's treatment, the doctor, not the nurse, he's just doing the word from the Doctor who handled Andita." Tegas Brata then left Yoga there, while Ayu has been gone since then following her daughter.

Yoga grabbed her hair in frustration, she was confused as to what she should behave now. How to convince Andita and her parents, on charges of treason.

Brata catches up with Andita and Ayuningtyas, after reaching Andita's room, Brata sits by Andita's side.

"Here hug papa, cry if you want to cry.shed all your burdens, share with us your parents son." Brata spread out her hands, ready to hold her daughter's body tightly.

"Lad...." Andita's sobs broke in Brata's arms.

"Cry until you calm down. Don't pretend to be strong if you can't carry your own burdens, you love you very much." Brata stroked the top of Andita's head gently.

Ayu cries to see Brata's affection for Andita nothing has changed, just as Brata initially suspected that Andita was her biological daughter. Until this moment it was clear that Andita was not her daughter, but that she was her daughter, but his attitude remains like a biological father to Andita.

Andita's sobs had subsided, then she looked up at Brata and smiled.

"Sorry Dita ya pa, if Andita makes you confused with Andita's attitude." Andita said spoiled to Brata.

"It's okay, baby, we're your parents whenever you want to tell us what the reason behind your attitude is, we're ready to listen." Brata smiled back at Andita.

"Hm..." Andita nodded, she felt this was not the right time to tell everything.

Brata unravels her embrace. "Rest. You must be tired all day long." Brata said, without asking where Andita has been all day. All she knew was that Andita came home with flowers.

"Sleep well baby, mommy's equally willing to take a break." Andita nodded and kissed Ayu for a moment.

Brata and Ayu move from Andita's new room, they don't even want to ask, meaning they don't want to ask why Andita chose to sleep alone not to share a room with her husband. As parents, they want to wait for an explanation first. The goal is not to interfere too far in the affairs of their child's household.

The principle of Brata and Ayu is good as well, rather than parents who nyerocos a lot of nanya and too meddling.no chat is not clear which ends give no-no advice, anyway, I don't know what his son's problem is ! Or even his parents who just splash themselves.

"Pa...?" Call Andita when Ayu and Brata are on the doorstep.

"Why do you want ?" Brata asked, looking at Andita.

"People who are the same donor Andita so come this weekend ? You want to go to Papa Bernando's grave." Ask Andita

"Let's try to confirm it." Brata answered, then closed the door to Andita's room.

Andita locked the door of her room, and jumped on the bed. He was quite tired today, wasn't he ! Not tired because of his journey today but, his heart and mind were tired.

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Meanwhile, Yoga was looking at a bouquet of flowers that Andita gave him this afternoon. Yoga contemplated every sentence that slid free from his wife's mouth.

"There is no way Andita saw what happened during this time, she will always be given sleeping pills with more doses. Then why would he say such a traitor ?" Yoga is learning every word spoken from Andita's lips.

"The flower he picked up in a distant place, how far is it anyway ?" Yoga got up and researched the bouquet of fresh flowers. The bouquet of flowers slipped out of his hand, as his eyes caught the word written there.

"LieRos, a beautiful flower garden. But there is betrayal there.

Have you forgotten the meaning of the white rose ?

You forgot the symbol of the white orchid ?

It wasn't Lieros garden, but Lie traitor park !!!"

Yoga immediately opened the screen of his phone, and opened an application that connects with CCTV in his house.

"CCTV main gate not working ? Around 11 noon. Now it works fine. And garden..." Yoga stuck staring at the figure of Andita who was sitting on the swing.

"Honey, why don't you say the same thing that you miss our house." Lirih Yoga, without knowing what the purpose of Andita there.

"If you miss home, then what do you mean by the words in the bouquet." Question after question vying for an explanation in the brain and mind of Yoga.

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In the city of K

Bagas sat quietly among the darkness of the night, he was worried about the condition of the woman Anjani who had given birth to herself on this earth.

Anjani's condition was very alarming, his body was thin and his face was pale his eyes were sunken, plus a bloody cough that attacked him.

Bagas had asked Anjani for the doctor's treatment, but the woman refused.

Flashback on #

When Bagas arrived at the detention house, where his mother was held captive because of the consequences of her own actions.

Bagas sat in the waiting room waiting for Anjani to come out, long enough Bagas waiting for the guard and the rutan head to come in charge of Anjani to meet her.

"Sorry Mr. Bagas, Anjani's mother refused to see him." Obviously head rutan.

"What is the reason ?" Ask Bagas.

"Sorry sir, about why we don't know for sure." The guard's.

"Well, then get me in there." Tukas Bagas, that sounds like an order.

"Okay sir, this way." The rutant's head took Bagas to Anjani's detention room. Obviously they will comply with the request of Bagas, because who does not know the strength and power of the figure of Bagas in the city of K at this time. Even all the world knows Bagas Adiwiyata Subroto, the greatest and famous business king in the business world.

But Bagas is still Bagas, as big and as great as any of his current achievements does not make him arrogant towards anyone.

Cheers rumbled as Bagas set foot in the women's special detention room, the women's hands there poking out among the trellis wanting to touch her.

Hi handsome, hi sexy, hi macho... There were still many more words that were thrown from the mouth of the woman in the stuffy room, but Bagas only walked straight and occasionally showed his sweet smile to the prison occupants of the room.

Yes, the number of names are also confined to rarely see men, see handsome and macho men must be they are excited.

Bagas was surprised when he saw the most corner and narrow room, the room looked very dirty and dark.

"Please Bagas." Rutan head speech

"Are you sure, put my mom in this room !" Grumpy Bagas.

"Sorry sir, we're just following orders." Sahut the man

Bagas slightly lowered his body as he entered the narrow room and smelled it, the tears of Bagas began to flow unstoppably again. The once strong and beautiful woman was now curled up in the corner of the room.

"Mama ?" Call Bagas.

Anjani looked up at the face that was calling her Mama.

"This is Bagas ma, mama's son." Lirih

"Go !! Go !! I don't have any children !!" Anjani.

Uhuk...Anjani. Bagas stared pity at Anjani, it can be guessed Anjani must be sick.

"Mama's sick ?" Bagas asked softly, but there was no answer from Anjani.

"Mama don't refuse Bagas continue ma, the reality is Bagas still mama's son." Bagas crouched in front of Anjani

"Can Bagas hug mom ?" Bagas asked sobbing, his heart ached staring at Anjani's suffering.

While those out there are free to flap their wings, but there is no crime that has no law.all criminal acts of any kind must have a law that applies, whether the law of the country, whether the law of karma, or the law of karma, even to death, the law remains in force.

"Go !! Uhuk..." Anjani coughed and pushed Bagas' body, until Bagas fell down because his position was crouching.

"Mama, what's wrong Bagas ma. Mama's boy, wake up. Ma." Bagas stared at Anjani's face, Bagas stretched out his hand to wipe away the tear point on Anjani's face that looked like a skull.

"Every Bagas comes, mama always refuses to meet. Is that how mommy hated Bagas ?" Anjani brushed off Bagas' hand who wanted to wipe away his tears.

Selfish ! Anjani's ego is too high, in such conditions his arrogance is still well preserved in his soul.

But look at ! There were tears running down her thin cheeks just wrapped in the ari skin. Honestly Anjani was sad to see his son, but his sense of prestige was higher than anything. The tears proved that he was ashamed, he said, shameful to admit to your deeds and mistakes. In the least there is no low self and soul Anjani, his arrogance is formed so tightly in him.

"Go away, forget that I'm your mother. Don't ever see me again." Anjani returned to the thin mattress that became the base of sleep during this time.

" Mommy, don't talk like that.Bagas will never forget mama. To death you will never forget your mother.!" Firmly Bagas

"Well if you do not want to hug Bagas, or even do not want to admit Bagas, but please do not refuse the arrival of Bagas. Excuse me ma." Bagas got up from there, then came out without looking again.

Anjani was crying in silence.

"I'm sorry mommy son, mama doesn't deserve to be called Mama." Anjani's great-grandson after Bagas' departure.

Bagas quickly stepped out of the room, accompanied by guards and rutan heads. Bagas' two hands were in his pants pocket, his eyes straight ahead. Both of his jaws hardened, displaying stiff muscles there.

"Explain to me what happened to my mother. Why was he able to be in a room far from that decent word, and where were his items ?!" Bagas asked coldly without seeing the faces of the two people.

The two people stared at each other, then the head rutan ventured to answer.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Bagas. Anjani's mother was coughing up blood, we did not want to risk her disease in other prisoners. That's why we took the initiative to move him into the room. For her belongings are controlled by the prisoner who roomed with Anjani's mother before." Obviously the man.

"Give her a proper room and bed, tomorrow I will bring in a Doctor who will take care of her." Said Bagas flatly and left the two men behind. Even angry bagas to the two people is free, their reasons are quite logical. Life in prison is hard and cruel, who is strong is the one in power.

Flashback off #

The ringing of Bagas' phone echoed in the silence of the night, he immediately rose towards his phone.

"Hello, Assalamualaikum pa. What's the matter with the phone at night like this ?" Ask Bagas worriedly.

"Moskalamic. No need to worry so, we're all fine. Andita asked earlier, Lauren so come to Jakarta not. If he hasn't gone to K, visit his papa's grave." Brata.

"Ah..thank God that everything is fine there pa. Since from Jakarta have not met Lauren again, according to information from Robert his sister was undergoing therapy." Answer Bagas

"What therapy is it ?" Ask Brata

"Lauren was mentally disturbed pa, but has been declared cured. It's just that Lauren still has a lot of trauma, like her time in the hospital." Clear Bagas

"But, I'll try to ask Robert ya pa." Connect Bagas

"How is A..." Bagas hangs his hermitage.

Brata frowned at the question of Bagas who did not clear the tip.

"Whose state ? She's your state ?" Tanya Brata guessed.

"It's not pa." Bagas across there. It was inappropriate for her to always ask about Andita's situation, while Andita was always in the care of her husband.

Then what should he worry about right ?! Yes, no, no, I don't know.

Brata chuckles at Bagas answer.

"He's good, very good, son. Yes, papa wants to rest. Assalamualaikum." Brata understood who was meant by the bagas, and Brata closed her call.

Bagas smiled. " Walaikumsalam's chat. Hehehe, you know." Fizz Bagas

The next day, Ayuningtyas' cell phone rang as she and Brata finished their Muslim duties, namely performing congregational Fajr prayers.

"Who called so early ?" Ask Brata.

"Lauren pa." Ayu replied, after seeing the caller ID, then immediately swiped the green button.

"Hello, lauren." Sapa Ayu's

"Hello, good morning ma. Sorry Alen just got in touch with mom. Alen misses the embrace of mama loh, Al also misses Oma cuisine he said. Ohya today we come ma." Lauren's talking enthusiastically across there.

"Ohya, then come soon. Mama wait, and mama's gonna cook a special meal for Al." Answer Ayu gladly

"Kok only Al si ma, Alen also dong." Rajuk Alen's

"Hahaha, of course for Alen too dear." Ayu replied laughing hearing the spoiled whimper of an Alen. Yes, understandably his name is also orphaned when finding the right figure and consider him as a child of course Lauren is very happy.

"Okay mom, I'll see you later this afternoon. Alen make sure we have lunch together, if the plane doesn't delay hehehe." Legally.

"Mama pray well, son. Okay, I'll see you later in the afternoon." Sahut Ayu ended his call.

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To Be Continued

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