Pashmina For Butterfly

Chapter 22: The Announcement of Grief

Today Sonia is very passionate about work, some messages go to her phone from Zaki, the woman ignores her. Moreover, what he had to think about, his resignation letter had been approved by the great mistress who was currently his best friend. 

Having a best friend Zoya, makes Sonia even more eager to get better. He does not want to disappoint the friend, the story of the wrong past will be kept as a warning and life lesson. Allah will always close his disgrace, for he is determined to repent. 

Time has passed and it is time for him to go home. His tired body desperately needs a break, ahead of his exit from the company, Sonia tried to finish all her work well. 

Looks like Rima hasn't come home from work yet, Sonia rushes to clean up. Suddenly he thought about cooking for them dinner soon, then sent an email to ZA Group's company. With the carefree heart of the woman starting her activities, a simple dinner was over. 

The time was getting dark, the sound of Rima's motorbike was heard entering the garage. The girl said her greetings before entering the house, she quickly grabbed Sonia's hand and kissed the back of the woman's hand. Sonia who had just gotten a sweet treatment from Rima, felt something warm in her heart with what Rima did. 

“Ahh .. glad, now I have mbak, have a fun job. Enjoy where else you deny Rima.” Said the girl with a radiant face. The two of them laughed together, enjoying a beautiful afternoon with chatter about the work they were in. Until Sonia suddenly remembered, she forgot to ask where Rima worked. 

“Rim, I forgot it was with you, you work in what company?” Ask Sonia. 

“Ya Allah .. yes Ma'am, I forgot to tell you, yesterday we were both busy yak. I got accepted in a big company mbak, and have never been able to work in that company before. Prameswara Group, I'm in logistics section Mbak.” Obviously Rima is long. 

Gluey!

Sonia swallowed her coarse saliva, Why did God make a unique story in her life. Today he got the approval to leave the big company and on the same day Rima, who is now part of his life, turned out to work at the company.

“Wah nice tuh Rim, you work really yes. Prameswara company is famous royal to employees,” Sonia said with a radiant face. 

“Alhamdulillah mbak, I promise I will work honestly and hopefully can last there. Eh yes I also forgot, Ma'am work where?” Ask Rima. 

“I'm in Supermarket ‘Wara’. But later this month I officially exit Rim, after the grand opening. I have been accepted to work at ZA Group,” replied Sonia with a face that is no less cheerful. Rima was confused to see from her foster brother, the big supermarket was just opened, then why did Sonia want to stop. Rima is new today working at Prameswara Group, so did not know that supermarket ‘Wara’ is a subsidiary of the giant company. 

“Why move Mbak?” Ask Rima. 

“Mbak want to find experience in other companies Rim, may already be bored times yes in Prameswara, hahaha.” Sonia's laughter is crisp. 

Rima laughs, Sonia has promised herself, will not open the old story of her life to anyone she just knew. Some time they talk and finally disconnected because there is a phone into the phone belonging to Sonia. Rhyming to clean up, Sonia nodded and went into her room to talk to the person across the street. 

Kabir contacts Sonia, after a long time of no communication makes Sonia feel awkward. He is reminded of Ajay, eager to talk to his son but always unable to because Kabir always has a reason for them not to talk to each other. 

“Assalamualaikum, yes Mas.” Sonia. 

“Waalaikumussalam, Nia how are you?” Ask Kabir. The man was cautious at this time when talking to his future ex-wife. 

“Do you not want to meet with Ajay?” Kabir asked with a trembling voice. Sonia catches something wrong with her son. 

“I've always wanted to see him, but it was Mas and mom who never allowed it. Can I talk to him mas?” Ask Sonia. There was a chest-stifling longing, the woman wanted to now also leave for the house to hug the son. 

“Ni-Nia .. forgive me, hiks ... meet our son for the last time. Come now here Nia,” Kabir said sobbing. The man really couldn't help but cry, Sonia had an unpleasant premonition. These few days he always thought about his son, but because it was always limited or more precisely prevented from making Sonia dare not contact. 

“A-what does it mean Mas? For the latter what does it mean?” sonia started to panic. 

“Ni-Nia .. we love Ajay, but God loves him more. Come Nia, meet her ...” Said Kabir. 

Duuaayarrr!

“AJAAAYYYY don't stayin Mama huuu huuu Shouted Sonia hysterically. Sonia's cry broke, her heart like that of thousands of swords. Rima who heard it immediately ran to Sonia who was now crying hysterically, The girl took the phone that fell from the hands of the woman who had been considered like her own sister. 

“Mbak ... What's wrong? calm Mbak .. patient,” said Rima after asking. 

“Ajay my son ... Rima, my son is no Rim ...” Rima who was listening to that was confused. He who knows nothing about Sonia's life immediately attaches a flat object that turns out to be still connected to the person who contacted her. 

“Hallo, sorry who is this with?” Ask Rima. 

“I'm Kabir, the father of Ajay. I'm Sonia's ex-husband. Sorry who are you? can you please take Sonia to my house now?” Tanya Kabir. A moment Rima was stunned, it turned out that the kind woman who had helped her, a widow who was now separated from her son.  

“Alright Brother, I will deliver Mbak Nia. Please send us the address yes Kak,” Sahut Rima quickly. She will take Sonia to her ex-husband's house. 

“Mbak Nia who is patient, let me take you. Patience mbak,” said Rima while guiding Sonia to ironap. 

“Rima, can you drive a car?” Ask Sonia. 

“Can Mbak, mbak want it we use a car what motor?” Sonia asked in the midst of the busyness of the woman who was packing. 

“Pake car aja Rim, oya .. later if there you hear someone talking about Mbak, please you do not hate Mbak ya Rim,” Rima said. His gaze was sad and there was a heavy burden that was now clearly visible to Rima. 

“Iya Mbak, Rima trust same Mbak Nia aja. Who are they anyway? It's not Rima either. Is it over, Ma'am? Let's go.”