REMORSEFULLY

Panicked

Two years later

" Hurry up, honey!" I called Rafa. I don't know what he took in the room. Now he has attended Primary School.From this Rayhan has been waiting for him while playing with Farha and Farhan.

Soon Rafa had come with a bag on his shoulder. I want to ask why his bag looks full as usual, but it will make him late again.Maybe the contents he brought a jacket because it is rainy season.

After saying goodbye, they left. When leaving for school, Rayhan who will take him then he to the cafe. But when I got home from school it was my turn to pick her up.

"My beautiful mother's chest." That's how Rafa always said I was beautiful. Indeed, the boy is a tombal hero maybe derivative of his papa.

Farha and Farhan were also actively running to and fro. Good thing there's Bi" Rahmi who helps me look after them. I decided not to use the services of a baby sitter, in addition because I did not have any work other than taking care of my children. I also don't want to hire a nanny I don't know. Unlike Bi Rahmi, she was already like my own family.

Time has shown me it's time to pick up Rafa. I rushed to get the car keys because I was five minutes late. It only takes ten minutes to get to Rafa's school. Usually if I'm late he'll be accompanied by his homeroom teacher.

Arriving at the school gate, I searched for Rafa's whereabouts but did not find him. I rushed to her class but it was locked. His classmate who is still waiting for an invitation also said that he did not see Rafa. I went to the teacher's room and asked Rafa whereabouts and his homeroom teacher said that Rafa had gone home to be picked up by his father. "Pick up don't say." My mind was irritated by Rayhan.

I nagged myself and immediately contacted Rayhan.After connecting without cue I immediately nagged him.

"If you're gonna pick up Rafa, what's the trouble with calling me,?"

"Lho.I didn't pick Rafa up." The answer.

"What!!! Don't you joke!! My yelling.

"I never got out of the cafe." Say again.

"Jeez .. Then Rafa was picked up by who?" I panic.

"Where are you now?"

"At Rafa's school."

"Wait for me there."

Panic, fear of being one. The soap opera - Sinetron that I often watch about kidnappings. I shuddered in horror at the thought of it. "May that not happen, O Allah.' My prayer in my heart.

It crossed my mind who knew Mas Rasya was picking him up. Because Rafa told his teacher that he was picked up by his papa. But why didn't he tell me. Mas Rasya has also been three years this has never met Rafa.Indeed the father and son were often in touch by phone but why the meeting had to be stealthy anyway.

I rushed in the car and tried to contact Mas Rasya. Twice I made the call, he didn't pick it up.

In my heart I hope Rafa is really with Mas Rasya. If not fix Rafa got kidnapped.

I contacted Mas Rasya back and was finally picked up as well.

"Rafa is with me" he said without guilt.

In my heart I said Alhamdulillah because I thought Rafa was with him.

"Where are you taking Rafa?" Ask emotion.

He then said that he would take Rafa to play in one of the biggest malls and now he is in a restaurant not far from Rafa's school.

I immediately drove my car to the restaurant he was referring to. Don't forget I called my husband if I went straight to the restaurant.

After arriving in front of the restaurant I parked the car and rushed inside. Netraku continued to look for the whereabouts of Rafa, to see him walking hand in hand with Mas Rasya.Rafa has changed clothes, really neatly arranged the plan of this father and son. It turns out that what made her bag look big this morning was a change of clothes.

I ran a little towards him.

"Mama..." Shouted Rafa with a fluffy smile.

I smiled even a little.

"Why not wait for my mom, honey??" I asked to align my body with her.

"Kan Rafa's the same way papa, Ma?" It's plain .

Then I stood up and looked at Mas Rasya with his trademark smile, the netra we met.The gaze was still as it used to be when we were husband and wife. I immediately decided on our view. No more feeling like he used to. Only the annoyance that was in the heart might be reflected in my eyes.

"Why the hell did Rafa not take it without permission first ?" I asked a little bit.

"But this isn't how it works, take him quietly." My upset.

"Who's taking it secretly?" I asked Rafa for your permission, didn't I, honey?" He turned to Rafa.

"And yesterday I told my mom I wanted to play with my dad." Rafa plain.

"Gosh so that means Rafa yesterday was playing the same papa kungnya?I think the same papa Ray. This is how it is to have two papas, my inner.

"Rafa's hungry, Pa." Rafa's ripping away my daydreams.

"Back with Mama, come on?" I pulled Rafa's hand.

"Let him eat first." Mas Rasya.

But I didn't let go of Rafa's hand. And keep bringing her home.

Because seeing my hand not let go of Rafa's hand he finally pulled my hand slowly towards the chair that was near us.

My eyes were perfectly rounded because Mas Rasya was brazenly holding my hand. Just now I was about to release my hand an unfamiliar voice in my ear.

"Get my wife's hand off!!" Rayhan said firmly.

I immediately pulled my hand and turned towards my husband. I saw his face flushed and his hands clenched. Fortunately, the restaurant was not so crowded because it was not time for lunch. There are some guests who look at us." ... Why should I be in a situation like this? Husband meets ex-husband, "my inner.

I'm afraid Rayhan misunderstood me. Mas Rasya also why immediately hold the hand of everything, whether he deliberately makes my husband jealous.

"Papa Ray," Shouted Rafa and directly ran towards Rayhan.

Rayhan immediately crouched down and carried her. His red face is now back to normal.

The look on Mas Rasya's face changed to see the familiarity of Rayhan and Rafa. There was probably a sense of tightness in his heart because his son was so familiar with his stepfather.

Rayhan approached me and immediately grabbed onto my shoulders. Mas Rasya invited us to sit down and eat together.

"Sorry Mr. Rayhan, if it makes you panic." Mas Rasya felt guilty.

"Please see Rafa whenever you want but you must know us first."

"I understand, Mr. Rayhan. Can I be with Rafa as long as I'm in town, Fan? Ask Rasya.

I turned to my husband and he gave me the code so I could agree.

"How long?" My toot.

"Five days" answered Mas Rasya.

"Rafa wants to go with papa?" I asked Rafa, hoping he would answer "no", but the answer was not what I expected.

The one in question smiled cheerfully and nodded.

I can only agree because I can't be selfish. Mas Rasya also has rights against Rafa.

Because I felt I had left the twins too long we finally decided to go home.

There was a sense of unwillingness to let Rafa be with Mas Rasya for five days. Although Rafa often stayed with my parents but somehow the feeling of worry arose in the heart when going with Mas Rasya.I and Rayhan joined hands out of the restaurant. And at the moment invisible to Mas Rasya he rubbed my hand.

"Why the hell? My toot.

"Deleting traces of your ex-husband's hand." Ketus.

"Jealous .Yaah?" My words raise my eyebrows.

" Why then?? At night you'll take a lesson." His words made me pinch his waist.

I also passed leaving him who was still standing in the parking lot.