Pitted Because of Will

DKW 90'S

"It looks like Daffa is tired" Angga said as he watched Daffa fall asleep on the sofa with his shirt and cheeks still strewn with cake.

"Yes, apparently. You see, after playing with Mas Bima at the mall, he immediately asked to come here," explained Nisa. "Thank you, no, because you've made my son happy."

"Together, Nis. I'm happy to do it" Angga replied.

"I also thank you for accompanying my son during his school event. I just found out about it this morning, again thank you, Ngga," Nisa said again.

Angga leaned his body on the balcony railing. "I accidentally met him crying in the garden. When I heard the story, I finally decided to join him to school and since then we often meet and play in the park" explained Angga.

"It's fitting that he is often late to come home, I think there are other activities at school" Nisa said. "Since childhood he had only lived alone with me, I thought I could give a mother and father affection to him at once, but the reality still could not. He is still a child who needs a father figure. Maybe that's what made her get along with you right away, because you gave her the affection she needed." I don't know why suddenly Nisa wants to tell me that.

"So you didn't turn Bima around at the time?" ask Angga.

Angga used to think that Nisa really came back with her ex-husband. His heart was even broken at that moment.

"Where might I go back with the man who betrayed me. I might be able to forgive the wounds he has inflicted on my life, but not to forget them" Nisa replied.

"Yes... Although I finally forgave him for Daffa, but that doesn't mean I have to go back with him too right? I haven't had any thoughts of remarrying since then. I'm afraid I'm going to get hurt a second time" Nisa continued.

"How are you? That time if it's not wrong you already have a fiancee right? You must be married by now. Where's your wife now? Did you marry your wife back abroad and live there? Is that why you said you were lonely?" nisa Cecar.

"Bookingku ba.... "

Not done yet Angga spoke the man's cell phone rang.

"So soon, Nis, I'll answer this." Angga is spinning permission. He slightly moved away from Nisa to answer the phone.

Nisa just nodded in response. "Maybe it's from the citrus," murmured Nisa.

Not long after, Angga came back. "I'm sorry I just stayed for a while. Where did our conversation get to?" asked Angga so back in front of the widow of the one child.

"E... No, I think I should go home now. Because soon I have to meet with the distributor," Nisa said goodbye after seeing her watch.

"What are you working in now, Nis?" ask Angga. He wanted to know the field that was cultivated by the hijab woman.

"I opened an online store. Yep... As a mother of one child, I tried to find my luck through online sales because I could not leave my son to work. At first it was small and there was no physical store. But, now thank God I already have some shops and employees who help," replied Nisa.

"You've always been a great woman, Nis. In the past, even when you were pregnant, you were still trying to find a job. You deserve to be a successful woman" praised Angga.

Nisa just returned with a smile.

"I say yes, Ngga," said Nisa again.

"You don't want to change your veil first?" ask Angga.

Nisa noticed the veil she was wearing. It was all white due to the flour earlier. "Later I'll change at home. You don't have a veil, do you?"

"Yes, anyway," Angga replied as he scratched his non-itchy nape.

"But, Nis, how are you going to bring Daffa home?" ask Angga to Nisa.

"Let me." Angga first carried Daffa.

"Think about it, Ngga. I'm strong," refused Nisa. He didn't want to bother Angga.

"No. Let's, me!" said Angga firmly.

"But.... "

"Daffa's pretty heavy, Nis. If you are fat, fear that you two will fall together," interrupted Angga.

By force, Nisa lets Angga help her carry Daffa. The two walked to Nisa's house.

Nisa's house is just less than 100 meters from Angga's restaurant.

"It's here" said Nisa. "Let me bring it inside." Back Nisa was about to snatch Daffa from Angga's sling. However, it was rejected immediately.

"I'll help you lay him in the room" Angga refused.

Nisa also returned resigned, she immediately opened the door and invited Angga to enter the house. It just so happened that the housekeeper and Rini were in the store to help pack the goods that had to be delivered to the consumer immediately.

"Where is Daffa's room?" ask Angga again.

"On the second floor" answered Nisa.

"Speak show!" exclamation Angga.

Nisa went up to the second floor to Daffa's room and Angga followed her from behind.

Daffa's room is quite large. There is a bed that is shaped like a car. Room lights are also designed to form cars. The walls of the room were painted blue with pictures of cars as well. Judging from all the knickknacks designed with the shape of a car, it can be concluded that Daffa likes everything related to the four-wheeled vehicle.

"Sleep him here!" Nisa pointed to her son's bed that had been neatened.

With great care, Angga laid the five-year-old on his bed. He tried not to make any movements that would wake the child up.

"Thank you, Ngga" said Nisa.

Angga nodded, he was about to get up from his position. However, when it will stand it turns out that the Angga kaoe is held very tightly by Daffa and makes Angga stay in a slightly bent position.

"Let me help you" said Nisa. He crouched down next to Angga and very slowly Nisa released one by one her son's fingers holding the T-shirt worn by the Angga

"Ah, finally let go as well," said Nisa relieved.

Nisa was so shocked when she realized her position and Angga was so close. Even when he looked up their faces almost touched and it made Nisa reflex to rewind her body. Unfortunately, that almost made him fall. Luckily, Angga deftly caught Nisa's slim waist.

And again, the eyes of the two locked. That position makes Nisa's heart again berdisko and like to jump from its place. The same thing is felt by Angga.

Nisa's thin pink lips managed to attract Angga's attention. Angga further pulled Nisa's waist closer towards him and Nisa she held firmly on both of the man's shoulders.

Nisa closed her eyes as Angga's face drew closer to her face. The distance that was only a few centimeters was getting eroded, but suddenly...