Old Man's Bed

#43: Your Presence

Kenzia stared at a house that looked simple, two-story and not too spacious. The yard was covered with green grass and a tree in front. Surrounded by yellow walls to emasan.

Kenzia entered the courtyard and a sense of excitement rose in her heart, a new atmosphere and new air.

"Please enter the mistress" said a man. He's the one who's gonna pick up Kenzia and Aunt Ane.

Kenzia entered the room, staring around the room a table and a chair and a TV and a mattress.

"Mrs rest first."

"Yes" said Kenzia. He was indeed tired, the journey was far enough and exhausting to make his body seem powerless.

And elsewhere.

Aunt Ane has given word, that she and Kenzia have arrived and it makes Mommy Aira and Daddy Argha feel calm.

"Thank God." Daddy Argha breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the wife who was still bending her face.

"When are we going there?" ask Mommy Aira. Daddy Argha was gawking, just now Kenzia arrived, his wife instead asked when.

"As per the promise dear, we must keep our distance first."

"It's all because of that fucking Ardhan" Mommy Aira said. He was pissed to his bones. He wanted to beat up Ardhan.

"Here you go, anger is not good for your health." Advice Daddy Argha.

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Ardhan looked at the door of Apartment Kenzia he pressed a button, then pushed the door. His gaze swept through all the rooms, every corner there was always a shadow of him and Kenzia, the togetherness they went through.

He stared at the sofa that had once been a silent witness between himself and Kenzia. He sat and looked at her. The shadow as she was fondling Kenzia, her chest was beating faster. He misses the woman, tomorrow he will come home and meet her.

"What if Berlin is pregnant?"

A whisper instantly swept away his shadow. He sat up while propping up his chin, he could not deny that he really wanted a child. In his heart, he could not bear to throw away his own son, even though it was Berlin who was pregnant.

"Right, what if Berlin's pregnant? what am I supposed to do? I can't possibly separate the child and the mother" Ardhan murmured.

Should he leave Kenzia?

or

He had to leave Berlin and take his son?

or

Should it be polygamous?

But it was impossible, he asked, but Kenzia instead avoided.

Throughout the night Ardhan could not close his eyes, the shadow of Kenzia and Berlin who were carrying children, which he had to choose, he wanted Kenzia, but he also wanted Berlin.

"Master," exclaimed Jack who saw Ardhan coming out of the Kenzia Apartment. Under his blackened eyes, it seemed that the master had been thinking hard all night.

"I'll get ready, you get ready."

Ardhan opened his Apartment door and looked at the smiling Berlin kindly.

"Darling, I've prepared breakfast for you" said Berlin. He was about to embrace Ardhan's wrist. But the man dodged and immediately stepped upstairs.

Ardhan picked up his suitcase, then put his clothes hanging in the closet, folding them with the origin.

"Ardhan, where are you going?"

"You don't see, I want to go home" Ardhan said.

"Ar, we're new .... "

"Quite Berlin, I don't want to listen to your bullshit, what do you want? I lost Kenzia because of you." Cut Ardhan quickly. He pulled the zipper of his suitcase, then took his bathrobe.

Berlin stared at her husband's departure until he completely disappeared behind the door. He relented, he would let Ardhan marry Kenzia, but not divorce her. He changed his mind, he would beg Daddy Argha and Mommy Aira.

"I'm not letting go of you, Ar. Even if you bet on life." He held his flat stomach. "When did you grow up? I hope your presence makes Mommy and Daddy's marriage last."