Playground

58

Dzaky was still at home in Joseph's house. All the flashbacks of his love journey with Cista just keep turning, his tears still keep dripping nonstop. Tears of regret that can never turn back time, will not be able to restore the situation. The wound he inflicted might even be forever in Cyst's life.

While in Riesta caffe Cista is still busy checking the financial statements that its employees have been working on. When he heard Adam singing, Adam was one of the singers in his cafe.

Cista stopped his work for a moment when he heard the song Adam was playing. He lived every lyric of that song. The lyrics of the song that seemed to pinch his heart, the lyrics of the song that seemed to be an advice for the problems he was facing.

***If you can't

never try to force

to stay afloat

in the midst of pain

Make this

the sweetest farewell

the beautiful in your life

all the time

It's all over

without revenge in the heart

forgive all my faults

who might hurt you***

True, I also feel tired of my condition, tired of having to survive in the middle of the wound I feel. Maybe this path is the best for me and dzaky, after all love should not have, right? So, I'm gonna make this the sweetest parting for us. Sorry if I had to stop, stop fighting.

"Honey, it's late afternoon let's go home." Said mas dzaky who suddenly had nongol in front of me.

"When do you get there?"

"Newly, let's go home, let me carry hito to the car." After picking up hito last afternoon, I took him to the caffe because I still have a lot of work. Hito played in my study until he got tired and finally fell asleep.

"All right."

Arriving at home I washed my hands and continued cooking, while mas dzaky accompanied hito to study and do PR. After cooking I took a bath and prayed maghrib with mas dzaky and hito.

If only this state was as perfect as it seemed, how happy I could be your wife, but destiny leads us to a floating state, because there are wounds that have ruined our happiness.

After our prayers went to the dinner table, I served the dinner that I had cooked earlier not to forget I warmed it for a while .

"Let me open, eat first." Mas dzaky said when he heard the knocking of the door and greeting.

I heard the voice of Sita, my husband's young wife.

"Mas, I missed you. Why not go home?"

"This is where I live and where else do I go?"

"You why the mas, two weeks not visiting me, it's my turn to come you're angry."

"I don't like you setting foot in this house."

"Why? Isn't your house my home, too?"

"I think you need to know if the house and five caffe that I had taken care of were not mine. It all belongs to the cyst."

"Lied."

"What am I lying to."

"It used to be, but before he died he gave it all to his fiancee, the cyst."

"That's lucky for the cyst."

"Because he's worthy, I'm the fool for wasting it."

I heard all their conversations, I didn't want them to argue in this house because hito could have heard them, so I approached them to take him to dinner together.

"Mas don't argue here, there's hito in this house. Let's eat first after that please come out and finish your debate."

They followed me to the dining room, I got them food.

"Please, I'm sorry I just cooked this."

"Thank you." Answer sita. Actually confiscate a friendly person, maybe the circumstances that make him forced to love with mas dzaky. And I guess love doesn't know when it's coming and who it's going to dock with, so I don't think there's anything wrong here, only a lack of feeling in the heart makes the situation seem to blame.

"Where's hito?" Ask the dzaky.

"Hito had finished eating and had gone up to his room."

"Oh yes, congratulations on your pregnancy, hopefully healthy until delivery later. May you be good parents later, who are trustworthy." I said to them.

They just quietly enjoyed the food, but I could see the gloomy face of my husband, a face full of regret for hurting me.

"I want another dong kwetianya." Said sita.

"Oh, can I take it."

"Thank you, your cooking is so good, I can never eat here again."

"Hem, of course, eat a lot, so that the fetus is healthy. I went upstairs, yeah, I went to prayer."

I left the two of them, I approached hito in his room.

"Dear you're asleep?"

"Not mah, just finished brushing your teeth and ablution."

"Good, mama happy if you are independent like this. Hito will soon have a sister so hito must be more independent okay."

"Where is my sister?"

"In the stomach of the mother confiscated, it's now under again eating the same papah."

"Why not in my stomach?"

"Because God hasn't given you a chance to get pregnant."

"Oh."

"Hito dear mama no?"

"Hmm, what a pity. Hito want to keep mama, do not stay hito ya ma?"

"Mama promise, mama will always be with hito."

"Yes, prayer used to keep bobo yes, mama to the room first."

"Yes, good night. I love you."

"Dear night, I love you too."