Prison Wound

Twenty two part

Riena who was already five steps behind Raditya, accelerated her footsteps as soon as she heard such a familiar crisp sound in her ears.

"Ratih," cried Riena as she passed Raditya just like that. He immediately embraced the figure of a woman who lately never absent communicating virtually with him.

"Finding your house isn't hard, Rie. Even the online taxis I ride instantly understand this housing. Once asked the housing security guard, they directed it clearly." Ratih loosened Riena's embrace. Then he turns to Raditya who doesn't know what to react to.

"How are you, Mr. Radit, sorry I suddenly arrived. It was intentional to give a surprise to Riena." Ratih extended his hand to Raditya.

"Oh, it's okay, please come in." Raditya returned Ratih's handshake just a glance.

"Come, Tih. This was actually me going for a walk with Mas Radit. Come with us for a walk, will you? Deket only. There's good chicken noodles here. Exactly like we often eat at the old city station first," Riena asked while flanking Ratih's arm.

Raditya had been sitting waiting for the two women who were now friends again on the living room sofa. Although so far Ratih has had a positive impact on Riena, but occasionally he has to stay engaged in chatter between them. His wife's unstable state of mind, really makes her worry about the influence that might change Riena's personality before.

"Cock you're alone? Where's your husband?" ask Riena.

"My husband is still meeting with the owner of the house we will occupy while here. Later if it is time to be free, he will pick me up. Otherwise, I can book a taxi online again to return to the hotel," explained Ratih as he stared warmly at Riena and Raditya alternately.

"Yes, you just wait here. Waiting at the hotel. By the way, where's Rasti, Tih? I just asked Rasti. Our conversation time was over to listen to my complaints." Riena asked while glancing at Raditya who seemed to be harboring trouble. The look on her husband's face was clearly like a thinking man.

"Rasti followed her husband to dubai. They live and live there. Sometimes she comes home when her husband has a holiday. Understandably, her husband is a chef at a hotel, so it is difficult to find a holiday schedule," explained Ratih.

"A little while, I'll drink first, yeah. Don't refuse." Riena immediately rushed towards the kitchen without waiting for Ratih's reply.

After Riena, Ratih and Raditya are alone. There was no conversation between them. As a psychologist, of course Ratih can read if the host is in a condition that is not okay.

"How's Riena, sir? Was she as happy everyday as she was just now?" tanya Ratih ventured to start the conversation.

"As you can see." Raditya answered as necessary.

Ratih shrugged his head. Now he is increasingly convinced that Raditya is being infested with many thoughts. And his arrival may not be the right time either.

"I'll stay first. Just keep talking to Riena." Raditya stood up and stepped into the kitchen to catch up with Riena.

"Bee, I'm gonna take a break, yeah. Sorry I can't come with you guys to talk." Raditya is still trying to suppress his ego that has not been dimmed.

Raditya shook his head strongly. His personal driver was told to leave early. While he himself really wanted to take a moment to calm down without being disturbed by the crowd. "Later on, Bee. Wait me. Just sec. Let me rest an hour or two."

Not until Riena replied, Raditya had already widened his steps towards the room. Upon arrival there, she immediately placed her phone on Riena's dressing table. After that, he went straight to the bathroom. Without removing the clothes worn. Raditya flushed his head with a shower that drained cold water.

Meanwhile, Riena returned to meet with Ratih with a tray containing tea that had been boiled with pandan leaves and several jars of pastries. Simple drinks that have always been a favorite of Riena.

"Please, Tih. Try drinking. I never forget this drink." Riena put the tray on the table.

Without rejection, Ratih took the teacup that Riena had given her. The fragrance of pandan greeted his sense of smell so politely. "This is the mainstay of mother's drink, Rie," he said while closing his eyes considering how Ratmi always made similar tea before he and Rasti left for school.

The two then talked about simple things. Occasionally there is a loose laugh that has been rarely heard in the house since Riena returned from Bali. That of course invites whispers between Rukmi and other household assistants.

"Bi, Miss Riena can still laugh. It was supposed to be that Miss Riena met a lot of friends. Let it be as cheerful as ever. Anyway, what the hell is it? The two used to continue the same Mr. Radit, Mother looks happy, just happy" said one of the household assistants who was in charge of washing and ironing clothes.

"We don't need to know. What matters is that our salary is good. Maybe Miss Riena is tired again" Rukmi said.

"Can be. Fortunately, Mr. Radit's mother has not been here for a long time. If you know that Bu Riena is so moody, did Mr. Radit get scolded. Bu Retno's people are unfortunately asking for forgiveness from Ms. Riena," said Rokhiyah-assistant household special cleaning the second floor.

"But if there is Miss Rosyani, explained Miss Riena who was nagged. It's been a long time since Ms. Riena didn't prepare Mr. Raditya's food. Never mind nyiapin, nothing now Mr. Raditya himself." Romlah who was just silent, finally could not resist to talk about his employer. As a hard-line admirer of Raditya, he actually pityes seeing his handsome employer every day like doing a lot of tasks. The business of the food menu that Riena ate was also, so Raditya arranged.

"They were together again. Besan if fellow people are in harmony, yes. What I heard by chance, the mothers wanted to have grandchildren. Umrah is so together. Wanted a solemn prayer there." Rokhiyah again added the ingredients.

"God, how do you want to be a grandson. Do you not see, the face of Mr. Raditya coming home from Bali there is no sumringah. Every morning the dawn came down. You guys didn't notice what? If normal, they just came down just after breakfast. I'm sure, they're no longer leaping." Romlah chimed with spirit.

"Rubber. Bedroom bedding of the same father Mother also tumben neatly continue. Usually amburadul not koruan," said Rokhiyah who indeed memorized how the condition of the room after the two employers struggled with heat exchanging sweat and lenguuh.

"After that, we just pray for the best for the same mother. They're equally good to all of us." Ratmi ended their conversation wisely.

Meanwhile, almost two hours had passed, Riena and Ratih were still at home talking alone. Raditya himself was still inside the room. Read Reno's message that just went into his wife's phone.

"You can't be silenced, Ren," he growled.