Prison Wound

Eighteen

"It looks like your memory is indeed very good, Riena." The man extended his hand to Riena. Of course, the woman immediately retreated her steps quickly.

"How do you know my name?" look at Riena, the more curious she is.

The figure widened his smile. Realizing that Riena was unlikely to welcome a helping hand, the man lowered his hand back and somewhat took a step back from his previous position. He then took something out of the paper bag he was carrying.

"I just want to return this bag. From the identity card inside, I know your address and your name. If I had opened the contents that night, maybe when we collided at the hotel some time ago I could have just returned it." The figure of the man who was none other than Reno was giving a bag belonging to Riena who fell on the night of the rape.

Riena received the bag with trembling hands and feet. His memory seemed to be pushed back on the dark night. Everything in there is clearly important cards that have not even been dealt at all. All the bills and expenses of the house, must have been taken over by Raditya.

"Your phone's in there, too. Please check first. Sorry only now I can return." Reno did not release her gaze for a second from Riena.

Riena simply opened and took a quick look at the contents of her bag. It was true that he did not care at all whether it came back to him or not. Now he is made to think. How could a man he didn't know his name find the object.

"Have come this far, what glass of water do you not want to give? I don't expect more thanks. It's just, I'm so thirsty" Reno said without further ado.

Riena turned around, still in the same room there is a special refrigerator for soft drinks that are provided if guests come. Although Resti offered to take it, but Riena refused subtly.

"Please sit down, sir." Resti representing Riena said that. It is inappropriate to let a benevolent person return his employer's lost possessions - to stand like an uninvited guest.

"Please." Riena gives a bottle of cold mineral water a measure of responsibility to her guests.

"Thank you, Riena. Call me Reno" said the man, casting a warm, charming smile.

"Ren, I have something to ask you. But---," Riena glanced at Resti. He can't be alone with Reno. On the other hand, Riena also did not want her husband's rented bodyguard to hear what was to be discussed. He was sure, Resti would definitely report everything to Raditya.

Reno caught Reina's discomfort clearly. Therefore, he also stood up after the contents in the bottle of mineral water that he had gulped had gone clean.

"Whatever you want to ask, we'd better talk about it next time. I left my phone number in your wallet. Sorry, I can't linger because there is still work" Reno said. Again his gaze was completely attached to Riena. That makes Raditya's wife uncomfortable.

"Thank you." Riena said softly.

"Together, Rie. Just sharpen what's in your memory. As of today, we have met four times. Three of them are coincidences. The first time, we met at the airport because our suitcases were switched. Second, we met at the wedding reception where I got your dress exposed to wine and third of course at the hotel when you bumped into me."

"Rie, I'm saying goodbye, huh? Rye ...." Reno tried to get close to Riena, but Resti swiftly got in the way by shifting her position right in front of Riena exactly.

Riena looked to nod. Then the woman slowly stepped into the kitchen. Ignored Reno who still has not left the guest room despite saying goodbye. The man was still staring fixedly at Riena's slender hips. With his wild imagination, Reno does not seem to mess with his desire to make love to the wife of the man he so hated.

"Sorry, Mom, this is missing in front." Resti gave the handbag that was just placed on the table.

"Please save it first, Res. Sometimes if I need, I ask you" Riena asked. Her voice is soft. Then he re-stirred the glass of water he had just taken from the dispenser.

"Mom, I was assigned by you to be a friend and help Mom not to feel lonely. I wasn't told to spy on Mom at all. You never ask what you do all day. You just ask me one thing, "is Mom okay?". Just like that, Mom." Resti tried to say this carefully. He felt the need to straighten out Riena's thoughts. Raditya does not want, Resti's presence even limits Riena's freedom. Quite the contrary, with Resti, Raditya hopes his wife wants to go out for shopping or buy her own personal needs comfortably.

"I'm lucky, Res. Husbands like Mas Raditya must be very rare. Unfortunately, I am far from perfect, Res. Take care of myself I can't afford." Riena's eyes glazed over as she said that.

"Sir Raditya is also lucky to have a wife like Ms. Riena. God cannot wrongly unite two people in a household bond. Forever or forever, God has a plan of his own. Moreover, the marriage of Mother and Father must be based on extraordinary love. Sorry if I was sassy, Mom. In my opinion, every marriage must have a terrible storm on its way. I've felt it too." Resti, who is usually more silent, now ventured to express his opinion.

"You're married?" ask Riena.

"Already, Mom. I got married at a very young age because I was pregnant first. At the age of seventeen, I gave birth to a child. Not until my son was six months old, I was pregnant again. It was then that God opened my heart and mind that the man of my choice was not a good man. He's impregnating another woman. Then I was left with a big pregnant condition and had to take care of the first child who could not even walk. No family to help. Because I'm an orphan, ma'am."

"Rabellan, Res. I'm sorry if I made you recall your old sorrows and wounds. I didn't mean that. Sorry, yes, Res." Riena felt bad as well as felt a little slapped. The problem that befell him was no worse than Resti. It is heavy and painful, but there is no really heavy problem if it continues to be faced with courage.

"It's okay, Mom. I often remember the incident as an encouragement. Now I can live better. God sent a soul mate back to me. Although I am a widow and have two children, she wants to accept me and my children sincerely. That's why I always keep my good prejudices to God. Behind the exam given, there will definitely be a great reward given if we are able to go through it sincerely."

Riena lowered her face. There was shame in him. Resti who is socially and educationally no better than him, can even think like that. And himself? Just turn to the hurt and sadness. In fact, thousands of favors have been given by God for him so easily. Born as an only child in a harmonious family, has a beautiful face, good education and a brilliant career. Not to mention his marriage to a young Raditya-entrepreneur, well-established, handsome and equally an only child. What other perfection do you want to pursue? Even if until this moment there is something lacking in their small family, it must be the presence of a child.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make Miss Riena sad. I'm sorry if my words seem patronizing and offensive to Mom. I just shared my view. If you really feel grateful to get a father, it is appropriate, Mother will try her best as you have done."

Riena took a deep breath. The woman tried to smile at Resti. "Thank you, Res. It seems, I also have a lot to learn from you... Oh, yeah, Res, about that guest. Please don't tell me the same father. There's still something I want to find out for myself. I'm not sure, but I want to try. Please find the paper with the person's mobile number in the bag. I had to call him to ask him something."

"Contact who? And ask what?" raditya asked who suddenly appeared behind Riena.