Prayer of the Worthwhile. Taligama Lotus
The Part 15
Sadness and loss are struggling with Marko's thoughts, longing for Marwah and her children to hurt her, because they can not find their existence.
Indeed, since the return of Marwah from the hospital first, Marko was very busy with his work outside the city, he was opening a fruit canning factory in the Temanggung area of Central Java.
Practically he could not visit Marwah, only Jaka who was asked for help to send the needs of the small family, on his return from Temanggung was the disappointment he got.
The woman who was longed to disappear without any news, actually it is not impossible for Marko to find Marwah, but somehow the woman who always adorned her dreams like hidden nature.
Tears increasingly rushing to wet his face firmly, unheeded if anyone sees his current condition, he just wants to let out his sadness because he feels the loss again.
Behind the fence of the shrub tree, a woman watches Marko with tears in her eyes, grievous at the sight of the man who is usually tough, looking chaotic with a messy look.
"Sorry Mas, I hurt you again, all for our good, I don't want children to be hurt, you deserve to be happy, Mas" Marawah said.
Slowly Marwah moved from her place, returning home for a moment to calm down, organize her heart and more importantly avoid the man who was waiting for her out there.
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Life goes on, there is no need to mourn the fate that does not side with him, being a widow with three children who still need it is not an option, thank God the condition of his legs has now improved, he said, even arguably normal berkar therapy that is always lived.
His work as a collector of used goods was getting smoother, some people became a permanent depositor in his place, thus economically his family's condition had improved.
On Sunday, Marwah invited her three children to makaj outside, a fried chicken restaurant that is quite famous for pictures of mustachioed old men and chicken statues, not wanting waste just to please her children.
Unintentionally Rahma saw Marko walking with a beautiful woman passing near the restaurant where they ate, the little girl ran over to greet the man who had been so good to her family.
"Om Marko" cried Rahma to stop the lovebirds' second steps.
Feeling someone calling his name Marko stopped his steps, looking for the direction of the source of the sound, until there was a small hand coiled around his waist from behind, then turned his body to see who was behind him.
"Rahma?" ,Marko seems surprised but the sense of haru is more domineering because he can meet Rahma when he is almost desperate to find their existence.
"Assalamalaikum Om," said Rahma lirih.
"Alaikumsalam Darling, how are you? Om kangen," embraced the tiny body wrapped in a robe and hijab colored baby pink.
"Alhamdulillah Rahma good Om, Rahma also miss Om Marko, why never play at home again?"
"Wait, who is Rahma here?" ,Marko realized that the little girl in front of him was alone.
"Just like Mommy, Mas Fahmi is also Nisa, again eating there," Rahma pointed to a ready-to-eat fried chicken restaurant not far from their place.
"So saying no?" , heard a worried tone from Marko's voice.
Rahma shook her head while biting her lower lip, feeling guilty already gone without saying goodbye to her mother, seeing the uneasiness of the little girl in her misses, her burly hands gently rubbing the head that was always covered in hijab.
"Om anter to my mom's place, huh?"
"Yes Om, thanks Om." Rahma's face immediately became cheerful.
"Mas, who is this child?" , heard the voice of the woman who had noticed Marko's interaction with the little girl who had just come to them.
"Kok that Mas, why did he want the boy instead of me?" , Sinta said to Marko.
"Think no, he's a little boy, it's up to you, I still want anther Rahma." rushed Marko immediately closer to the little girl who was waiting for him.
In the fast food restaurant Marwah was confused to find Rahma who suddenly disappeared without a message, fear immediately spread in the hearts of the mother of three children.
"Fah, you wait here, eat the same Nisa not where before Mak come, Mak look for Rahma first," Marwah told Fahmi.
"Yes, be careful, Mom."
Marwah rushes out the resto to look for Rahma, while asking some of the people she met about her little girl's whereabouts.
Marwah's thin body immediately froze when he saw his little girl was with a man who had been almost three months this deliberately avoided, Rahma looks so happy when with Marko, and vice versa.
He could only be glued to where he stood, his legs felt heavy to step just closer to the boy who was actually missed.
When he saw his little girl walking back to the restaurant with Marko in her arms, Marwah rushed back to the table where the other two children were enjoying their lunch.
Anxious enveloping Marwah at this time, fear again ambushed if Marko re-entered their family life, undeniably his heart was a bit disturbed if it had to rob his children of happiness when with a man who sincerely loved the three.
The happy sparkle could not be hidden from the beautiful face of the man who was holding the little girl while entering the fried chicken restaurant, reviving the woman he had so longed for these past few months, making a smile imprinted clearly on his lips.
"Assalamualaikum" he said as he approached the table containing Marwah with his two children.
"Alaikumsalam, Rahma how can I be the same Om Marko?"
"Don't be scolded, it was just me when Rahma saw me walking out there" said Marko, defending Rahma.
"Mom, sorry Rahma yes, has gone without saying goodbye to Mom," said Rahma regretfully.
"Yes, don't repeat anymore huh." immediately hugged his little girl.
"Yes Mak."
"Mar, how are you?" , heard Marko's voice stop the melow scene between mother and child in front of him.
"Thank God be kind, Mother." without daring to look at the man who was sitting before her.
The three children who had been left by his father were so enjoying the fried chicken menu, that they did not pay too much attention to the interaction of two adults who were among them.
"Why just disappear? if there is a problem can be talked about, no need to avoid." sharp Netra Marko asked for an explanation to the woman who was bowed just now.
"Try to answer, what is the problem that you have to avoid me?" Marko again asked full of questions.
"Mar, look at me." Marko raised Marwah's chin to look up, because there was no movement from the woman whose face had changed.
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Will Marwah tell Marko the truth?
