Not a Thorn in a Wedding

The Real Crime

A sad face full of despair seemed to brighten up a slick smile. It was as if laughing at the fate that was approaching him at this moment. A mobile phone is the focal point of this time. The short message left Rista motionless.

“Where are you? Rista, go home pity Restu. I'm waiting for you guys.” That was the message that Rista read from the husband.

Zayn seems to be asking them to come home. Very aware if the return Zayn asked for was not for him. The man was only worried about the child. Even after a few days of their departure, Zayn just remembered to ask them to come home. No phone is just a short message without coercion.

Maybe Rista is the happiest person if only the husband asked him to go home because of love for his son and wife. Honey, it's all impossible. And Rista knew Zayn wouldn't be able to give her that feeling. I don't know until when.

“Miris well our lives, son. Even your father has no intention of looking for us. What's the least important wedding that's been running all this time?” rista said while rubbing the child's head.

In the room he put a very sound Restu to sleep. His hands gently rubbed the child's head.

“Rista well?” Suddenly the voice came saying hello.

Rista raised her face looking at the woman who walked into her room. The middle-aged woman that Rista had clearly seen had just come with Reza.

“Iya, Bu.” replied Rista slowly.

Afraid that the woman in front of him would also be angry when she knew the intention of Rista's arrival to this village.

“Sit, Mom. Sorry I did not welcome my mother.” The middle-aged woman simply smiled and shook her head.

His eyes turned to look at the boy who was snoring softly.

“The grandson of Mr. Candra is very handsome, how could he not admit it.” he said sounding softly while sighing harshly.

Rista was still silent. He doesn't know what to say at the moment. Honestly want to know all the information as soon as possible. Honey, he knew the woman in front of him wanted to talk more as a stale base.

“You guys have been here a long time. I'm sorry if Reza welcomes you badly. He just cannot accept the circumstances alone.” added the middle-aged woman.

Rista was still waiting for the continuation until he finally saw the two eyes of the woman glazed over.

“Your father is really a person I never knew would be this much to his father Reza, Ris. He forced all his people to follow his orders even though they all refused. If that time Reza came not on time, surely my husband will not survive.” Now the woman shed tears bowing her head.

“What did my Dad do to Mr Danang, Mom? Didn't my father always hear Mr. Danang's advice while taking care of this job? He's a very good right-hand man even to me, Bu.” said Rista again,

Madam Ida shook her head. His lips shook with sadness. Fear until now continues to haunt her when she remembers her husband almost ended tragically.

“That woman's mercy, Rista. He was treated very badly by your father. Even he was almost harassed at the time. My husband even has been so loyal to your father that he was reckless to fight it. Otherwise, then your father will self-destruct the woman of your husband.” Rista widened her eyes wide.

Surprised to hear what happened to her father or to Calvina. Rista shook her head with her dumbfounded mouth.

“Your father wants to ruin that woman's life. Either because of a nap or because you want to unite you and the husband of the woman. Poor him, Rista. He has suffered enough. It is fitting that the woman is happy with her life and her real possession.” Rista speechless.

Know if what Bu Ida meant by Calvina was Zayn. The man he was defending at the moment.

“Poor Calvina.” murmured Rista shrivelled.

Remember if the agreement with the father was only to secure Calvina from Zayn's reach, not to harass her. Even now without him knowing if Calvina had left Zayn for him.

“Then...where is my Dad, Mom? I've searched everywhere but couldn't find it.” Madam Ida sighed when she heard Rista's question.

“The family of your husband's first wife has already given punishment to Mr. Candra. He's in jail, Rista.” Rista was made very shocked. Her hands two-two at once silenced her tiny lips.

“A-what? In jail? How can you, Ma?” rista asked, her tears could no longer hold at this moment. Fear imagines the father getting ill treatment inside the same. The thing he was most afraid of all this time did not expect to happen from others.

Rista was even willing to do everything for the sake of his father to stay protected. The violence that Candra did was never reported. However, the old man's body will not be able to withstand the torture of others.

“The woman's family has managed to escape. And they report to the police.” Rista went silent.

If the husband's family knew all this, he would definitely not be forgiven. Rista knew how much Zayn would kill her if the Calvina family opened their mouths.

“What should I do now? Zayn doesn't know everything yet. What if everything is already out?” Fear rules him.