Pitted Because of Will

DKW 99

"Om Angga."

Daffa who had missed the restaurant owner who was currently standing in front of him immediately ran to hug him. The boy was so happy to see and meet Angga this early.

"Daffa kangen the same Om Angga." The boy who liked the birthday cake the most replied. "Yesterday, why did Om Angga not pick up Daffa?" the five-year-old protest.

"Om Angga also misses Daffa, so Om is here now" said Angga. He returned the toddler's embrace.

"Om sorry because yesterday Om had to go suddenly because there was business. Again sorry about!" Angga also expressed his apology to Daffa.

Daffa nodded. "Daffa will apologize if Om wants to teach Daffa to make a good birthday cake" he replied.

"definitely. Going home from school Om ajarin." Angga shuffled Daffa's hair.

"Daffa, now Daffa to the car first yes the same Mbak Rini. Mama wants to talk to Om Angga for a second!" ask Nisa. He wanted to say something to the man who had recently become very familiar with his son.

"Okay, Ma" replied Daffa.

"Om, Daffa wants to go to school first. Um, please talk to Mama!" The boy who had not turned five years old let go of his embrace and came down from the sling of Angga.

"Rin, take Daffa to the car first!" tell Nisa to her son's babysitter.

"Yes, ma'am" answered Rini.

"Come, Den Daffa!" The woman who had been working at Nisa's house for more than four years took Daffa away from there.

"His family business is done?" ask Nisa.

"not yet. But, I will definitely finish it soon," Angga replied.

"Hopefully whatever problem your family is facing, it can be solved well."

"Amin" chimpanzees Angga.

Both are silent.

"Snakes."

"Nga."

Nisa and Angga call each other's names simultaneously.

"Please go first! I know you had Daffa get in the car first because you wanted to talk to me, right? So, now talk!" Angga invited Nisa to speak first.

"I know you and Daffa are close these few months. But, if in the end your closeness will even make him sad later. So it's better to stay away from my son from now on." Nisa's words made Angga stare at her.

"You don't misunderstand me first. I say this not because I don't like you being close to Daffa. But, I'm afraid my son will lose your figure when you really have to go back to your family" Nisa explained. He just wanted to keep his son's feelings.

Nisa is not blind to her son's feelings for Angga. Although the boy did not say anything, he knew that his son considered Angga to be his father even though the child knew that Bima was his biological father. Maybe it happened because when Daffa needed a father figure the first person who was there for the child was Angga.

"What did you mean?" tanya Angga is a bit ambiguous.

"Well, I don't know if you have kids or not. But don't you already have a family that sooner or later should be your priority?" answer Nisa. "And when that happened, I didn't want Daffa to get hurt from losing your attention."

"Why should Daffa lose my attention? If you still allow me to get close to him and give him attention, then I will continue to give him that attention" Angga replied. She was confused as to why Nisa wanted her to keep her distance from Daffa.

"Well...but what if your family doesn't like that?"

"Why won't they like it?" Angga looked at Nisa confusedly. "I gave Daffa attention to my own will and my parents had no right to forbid it."

"But, Ngga... What about your wife? Any woman would not allow her husband to pay more attention to someone else's child. So, please, from now on, stay away from Daffa. I don't want him

get hurt later just because you're getting close!" pinta Nisa earnestly.

"Wait on! Wife?" ask Angga and get a nod from Nisa.

"So that family you're referring to is my wife?" ask Angga again.

"Yes. Who else? Don't you have kids too?" nisa answered, asking again.

"E.... "

"I'm sorry, but your wife and son were angry yesterday because they knew you were close to me and my son. If you let me explain it to him so he doesn't misunderstand. I will also advise Daffa to keep more distance from you." Nisa cuts off the word Angga.

The hijab-wearing woman really felt bad for Angga.

"What?"

"Talk," answered Angga.

Nisa nodded. "Already," he answered.

"Then let me do the talking!" Angga told Nisa to change to listen to her words.

Nisa looked at Angga then nodded.

"I was almost engaged at the time. But my engagement was off. Didn't you see the news on tv?" Nisa shakes.

"When the news had become haedline news in various media, be it electrical or print, you may not know it even though your work often intersects with the internet," continued Angga.

"I'm going to open the internet just to offer my merchandise, not to see gossip." Nisa tried to defend herself.

"Pantesan, such news does not hear." Angga Cibir.

Nisa just rolled her eyeballs.

"But that's not what I wanted to say. Yes, I like someone. You could say I fell in love with her a long time ago." Angga began to tell me about the woman of his dreams.

I don't know hearing the confession of Angga who was in love with another woman made something in Nisa pinch. She did not want to hear the continuation of the love story of the man who was currently standing right before her.

"Who is he?" asked Nisa who was forced to ask about the woman loved by Angga.

"He's widowed. I used to think she would come back with her ex-husband. But it turns out my guess was wrong. The woman chose to remain alone and build her new life" Angga explained. "I remember my first meeting with that woman was on a pedestrian bridge. I hugged her thinking she was about to kill herself, but I was wrong. He even thinks I'm a weird pervert."

"Why isn't that a foreign story?" Nisa mutters. He's trying to remember something.

"Then I met him again when he was about to find a job, if not mistakenly remember I met him when he was going to enter the elevator," added Angga again.

"Wait!" nisa Sentak. "Isn't the person who met you at the JPO me?" ask Nisa.

Yes, he remembered that it was the first day he met Angga.

Angga.

"So the woman you love is me?" Nisa pointed to herself.

Back Angga nodded. "That woman is you, Nis. I love you either now or then" he admitted.

Nisa was stunned to hear the confession of her former boss. He was not even aware when the left hand of the Angga pulled his waist and made their body position very close.

"I love you, Nisa," Angga said as he looked into Nisa's eyes deeply.

"This-this is too close."

"I know," answered Angga. But instead of releasing, Angga actually closer his body to Nisa.

Nisa gripped onto Angga's shoulder as the man started to bring his face closer towards her. His heart was beating irregularly as if it was about to jump from its place.

"Ma, Om Angga, what are you doing?"

The sound made Nisa and Angga move away from each other. The cheeks of the two met with red held in shame.

"Daffa... Why is it here? I told Daffa to wait in the car."

"Long time, Daffa came down again" replied Daffa.

"O... Yes, we're leaving now!" take Nisa. He took his son.

"Let me drive!" Angga snatched the key from Nisa's hand.

"Flame.... "

"Come Boy!" exclamation Angga. He pulled Daffa's hand from Nisa's. Then carry the boy on his shoulders.

"Yey, at last Daffa went with Om Angga again," cried Daffa excitedly.

Nisa's eyes widened when with Angga's left hand grasping her hand. They walked in tandem to where Nisa's car was parked.