My Sorting Comes When He's Already Gone

Meet Arka

"Then what wife are you? Sholeh's wife? You alone have dared to take my money and spend it in time last night, you may say I am a cruel husband. It should be you, not me! Is stealing good? If you have a brain. You should be able to think."

"Mas don't have much to say, don't talk in front of me, which obviously I want to ask for money as you do not much cing cong! Where's money?"

“I said no, your ears are deaf huh? If you want to go out, please.” Ayu hissed dislike of my attitude. He quickly put his phone out in his bag. And calling someone, I don't know who he's calling.

“Yes, already if you don't want to give me money. I also still have money to shop at mall.” Ayu finally left this house. Let her get out of this house, it feels so comfortable when she's not home. I don't know why it feels so peaceful.

“Where to, Nak?” I looked towards my mother.

“Custom, sightseeing to mall.” Mom breathed her breath. I know him, he'd want to take a walk to the mall.

“Enak yes so Ayu, can walk to the mall every day. I also want to go to mall.” As expected, mother must have said that. I got up from my seat and approached him.

“Next week I have payday, later I take Mom to the mall. Gibran will buyin goods for mom.” In a flash. My mother's eyes were shining brightly.

“Truth? You serious?” I nodded my head, so pleased with the good news. He also hugged my body so happy.

The day my mother waited for me, when I was getting ready to leave. Ayu suddenly hugged my body from behind.

“Mas, Gibran.” Slowly I let go of Ayu's embrace from my body, I don't like it if she hugs me. “Mas, how are you like me, you're not happy I hug from behind?”

“Go to the point, what do you want, Yu?” Soon his big smile was blurring.

“Mas, want to take a walk to the mall? I came along, I didn't accidentally hear from mom. She said she wanted to go to the mall. I'm coming, Mas. I also want to buy the same skincare clothes, today Mas payday right?” As expected, he did this there must be a desire. This time I had to turn him down, I didn't want to take him to the mall.

“Sorry, Yu. You can't take a walk to the mall. I want to go with mom, not with you.” He was kicking his feet as usual. This time I had to reject her firmly, I didn't want Ayu to come with me. Mama may be angry and not leave.

“Gibran? Are you ready, son? Let's walk now. It will be stuck!” my mother shouted from outside the room.

“Mas, go first yes. You take care of the house. After the streets, Mas buy kan martabak for you.”

“MAS! MAS GIBRAN! I'M COMING, MAS!” Ayu just kept shouting to call my name, unfortunately I kept walking towards my mother so that she would not catch up.

“That's Ayu why are you screaming? She is not ashamed of what, her voice can be heard until out of the house.”

“Don't care about Ayu, Mom. We better go for a walk. Afraid Ayu even ran here and forced me to come.”

“Hoh, yes too. Yes already, let's go now.” My mother pulled me straight to the car. He didn't want his ex to come along.

It took me half an hour to get to this mall. Especially this holiday, so many people stop by here.

"Mom's going to the dress shop, we're going there yuk. The shirt is nice."

"Yuk." When I was about to walk into a dress shop, I saw someone I knew. Slowly I walked towards him.

With great courage, I tried to get close to Bella as well as my son. Even though Bella would scold me, I don't care. At least I should meet my son and hug him. I am busy choosing clothes. When it's done, I'll catch up with him.

“Ehem.” I cleared my throat behind him, Bella's spotan turned towards me. He was so surprised by my arrival. “A-what's up, Bell?” many nervous. I smiled at Bella here. I'm so clumsy myself don't know what else to do.

“Bell, who are you here with?” He didn't answer me, he just screwed me up and was busy picking clothes. I scratched the nape of my neck that wasn't itchy. When I tried to talk to him again. From far away, a small child can be seen running to call Bella as mama.

“Mamah?”

“Hai, your son is satisfied playing?” Arka just nodded her head and smiled sweetly towards her mamah. Soon his eyes were looking at me.

“Halo, Arka? How are you?” I try to greet her, give her the best smile. Oh my God, I really miss him. I also squatted in front of him. “Arka out of play what? Who came here?” Arka looked towards her mother. Maybe he just wanted to answer confused.

“Main equals Mbak Uti, same mamah.” I was surprised to hear my son speak, it turns out that his words were very smooth. He is my smart son.

“Arka happy huh?” ask me one more time.

“Iya.” He smiled back at me, revealing a row of slightly broken teeth. I got up from the squat. I looked at Bella with sadness.

“Bell, maybe I'm a little sassy asking this same of you. Bel, please allow Mas to play with Arka.” He was still silent, even his eyes were so cold, “Bell, no matter what. Arka this is my son too. So I beg you, permission will I play with Arka to make up for all my mistakes in the past. Please lah.” I bit my lower lip, hoping he'd let me play with Arka. There was actually doubt on Bella's face. I know it.

“Bella?” He looked at me, then nodded his head. The sign he gave me the green light to play with my son, “thank you, Bell. I promise I'll return Arka if the playing hours are over.

“Arka darling, play the same Dad yuk.” The boy looked confused, as I played many times he looked at his mother. And look back at my face.

“But, my dad is working.”

“Heh.” I paused for a moment with the words Arka, what does this child mean. His father was not in front of his eyes.

“Mah, my dad is working, right?”

“Iya, Son. Sana gih play the same om first. Later when it is finished here again yes.” I stared at Bella, why did she say that. Why he calls me om.

“Asik, okay mah.” Arka grabbed my finger and wiggled right and left. “ayo, Om play with me. I'm going to play there.” Point it towards the ball bath. My chest is tight, why does Arka call me om? He was my son, and he should have called me Dad.

“Om, let's play.” My breath felt heavy, even these tears almost slipped out. I may hold back these tears, but I can't. For a while, I lowered my face. So that Arka doesn't see my face.

“Om?” Yes, Allah. Tight, I'm not strong with my son's words. I slowly took this breath. And look at my son's face.

“Come, main.”

“Eh, i-yes. Let's go there.” I got up from the squat and carried the body of Arka, it turns out my son is quite heavy huh. “Bella, I'm the same Arka towards the ball bath first yes.” I tried hard in front of him.

“Hmm.” For some reason it was so painful, he just answered me with Deheman.