Renjana Dusk Kala

Chapters 12. Enough to Get Here

Jakarta

Kinant

He didn't know why he was sobbing with Mama. In fact, he has been preparing the heart since long ago. Since Mas Tama came to the house on the birthday of Reka. When Mas Tama asked very flatly and straightforwardly,

"So .. who is going forward. You ... or me?"

Does this mean, he is still expecting Mas Tama?

I don't know.

Because as cold and as far as the distance between himself and Mas Tama, he realized the quality side of Mas Tama, as a husband figure most desired by almost most women. Physical appearance is also the ownership of the material. Beyond the ego and insensitivity that has become the innate character of Mas Tama.

Or actually he just felt worried, because soon will lose the main facilities and status as the legal wife of Mas Tama.

But why worry? He and Mas Pram have even planned a future together. And he feels very comfortable about it.

Maybe it is a rash of feelings like this naturally occurs, when we realize if soon will lose something. Something that is really valuable. But he was left out because he gave too much space to the wounds of the past.

"We haven't seen each other in a long time" said Mama softly. "When was the last time we talked together?"

He just smiled shyly. It must have been a long time. Almost as old as the designer.

And during that time Mama still applies as a good in-law. Never tried to interfere with his affairs with Mas Tama, which is increasingly complicated. Never demanded it, to behave in accordance with the stereotypical desire of a father-in-law to a daughter-in-law.

Mama also herself still sharing gifts at every special moment of the family.

Mama actually gave him space, freedom, and respect. Whether it is made of what Mama's heart, so it can be done this wise. Maybe a rich life experience, managed to make Mama can put herself right.

"Mama is sad .. everything has to end like this."

He can only be ashamed.

"Mama and Papa, always want the best for all of you."

He nodded in understanding.

"If divorce is indeed the best path to take, we still support whatever decision you two make."

He looked at Mama with appreciation. Best mother-in-law he ever had. Who will soon be someone else. There is no more bond between them.

"For tonight ...." Mama looked at him gently. "You're staying here, aren't you?"

He can't refuse. He immediately contacted Mas Pram who was waiting at a hotel. And apologized for the trip back to Surabaya had to turn into tomorrow morning.

"Mama persuade you?" ask Mas Tama. For the first time in years, they were in the same room.

She shook her head, "Mama wishes her all the best."

They sleep in the back position. The distance is so close, but actually so far away. With a solid wall that they deliberately built up high. Without anyone wanting to break it.

It all felt increasingly foreign, cold, and impossible to reach anymore.

***

Tama

He looked at Kinan's back which was moving regularly up and down. Sleeping in dreamland.

In this close state, the anger and emotions that the past few weeks have been steadily undermining slowly began to evaporate. Replace it with a pinch of useless regret.

He is angry and devastated when he learns of Kinan's whereabouts in the apartment with Om Pram. But long before, he clearly played a role in their household rift.

There is nothing right or wrong here. He and Kinan were both on the right side but also wrong.

Moreover, he was not a kind of holy man, who had never been attracted to any woman other than Kinan. He has even given his own space for a figure that is quite interesting. A forbidden figure that should have been avoided.

"What time is your flight?" tanyanya after accompanying Papa to exercise lightly in the side yard.

He thought they would go back to Surabaya together. But it turns out Kinan already has his own agenda.

And he could only smile bitterly, when he found out, who was the person who greeted Kinan at a hotel.

It's enough to get here.

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Surabaya

Twice the mediation call, and they both agreed to skip it. The judge finally granted the divorce. Within a week, he had already obtained a divorce certificate.

"Saderengipun kulo nyuwun pangapunten ingang kathah, ma'am (previously I apologize profusely, ma'am)," he said when tonight after returning from office, became the chosen time to say goodbye to mother.

"Ojo ngono, son. Mestine mom sing njaluk sepuro (don't do that, son. It should be the mother who apologizes)," mother shakes her head in disapproval.

"Mothers don't care for opo-opo (mom can't help much)."

He nodded, "Kulo kaleh Kinan even mutusi badhe split (me and Kinan have decided to split)."

"Pangapunten engang kathah sedoyo kalepasan kulo (sincere apologies for all my mistakes)," he continued in earnest.

"Menungso iku grandonane is wrong. Tulung ikhlasno behavior Kinan yo, son (the man's the wrong place. Please explain Kinan's behavior yes, son)," mother is now starting to sob.

"Kulo titip Kinan kaleh Reka teng mriki (i tipped Kinan and Reka here)," he tried to calm down.

"Let's (yes), kid. Iyo," Mom's still in tears. "Kinan mbek Reka In shayAllah is safe ndek kene (Kinan and Reka are safe here)."

Miko is different from them. Miko needs more attention than anyone. But I can say clearly, "Thank you, Mas Tama. For all this time."

"It's healthy huh, Mik," he patted Miko's shoulder slowly. "Titip Designa is here."

Miko nodded, "Yes, Mas. I'm keeping the plan from being naughty."

He smiles. Miko became a figure that made it heavy to say goodbye.

After saying goodbye to his mother, he also invited Kinan to visit his father. Who now lives with his new family.

And as long as he spoke with the father, Kinan unceasingly shed tears.

"The more I hate the father .. The more I love him," sobbed Kinan in the car as he was about to return home.

He could only take a long breath.

"I hate you, sir" Kinan said with tears in his eyes. "But I know that I also love my father, respect my father, respect my father. I'm ...."

"This injury really killed me ...." Kinan is getting sobbing.

"Maybe I should have hugged the wound. Not to stay away from and antagonize her ...."

"Maybe I should be at peace with myself. Not looking for justification ...."

He didn't say anything. He didn't do anything either. Trying to give the widest opportunity to Kinan to vent feelings.

Because the focus is now only one. That's how I got Reka back. Really hard PR is complicated too.

***

Jakarta

Pocktail

"May you see his right hand, Cut?" ask the lady guest with the glittering jewelry to her.

He was stunned because he was confused. But before she could refuse, the woman's guest had grabbed her right wrist.

"Well?" the guest looked at him with sparkling eyes. "Your hands are so good."

"The green veins are clearly visible," the guest continued. "Contrast with your pure white skin."

"Mak Agam ..." said the female guest to Mamak. "I fit this same Neng Cut."

"The wife of the bearer of good fortune" continued the guest with great confidence. "Green values are clearly visible, omens can bring a husband fame, a big name, wealth."

Mamak. He began to feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

"You want to be my husband's fourth wife?"

He was willing to accept the guest because it came from far away. As well as appreciating as a fellow woman. But as it turns out, the edges lead to the thing he desperately avoided.

He has repeatedly rejected the proposal. Not a good thing indeed. He never even wanted it. Moreover, proposed by a married man, made a wife to so many, or betrothed to an acquaintance.

Getting married again was never on his mind. Even if it's just a track.

To her, Bang Is was her first and only husband. There's no one else.

He wants to meet Bang Is again. And married again made him unable to accompany Bang Is later. Moreover, Icad has mengultimatumnya not to marry again. He even blatantly said, not wanting to have a new father.

She can still raise her own children. Moreover, he has promised himself, will continue to accompany Mamak until anytime.

So, when guests who come to the house are increasingly diverse and feel increasingly disturbing. While he also can not continue to avoid by hiding behind the house, or staying in the room, or even hitchhiking hiding in the neighboring house.

The offer from Mr. Raka since far away, about the opportunity for him to work in Persada's Appetite began to tease.

Keude can already be held by Cing Ella. With two cooks who are often seconded. Mama just kept an eye on me.

The kids are getting bigger too. Icad, Umay, and Sasa are self-sufficient. No longer fully dependent on it.

"You used to graduate SMEA (Upper Economic Secondary School)©, didn't you?" Mr. Raka tried to make sure.

"It can be for simple financial and administrative bookkeeping."

"It just so happens that there is an administrative staff who was hit by an accident. Must be off until completely recovered."

And when he tried to complain about the number of guests who arrived, Mamak just said.

"Don't forget to ask for directions."

"Mom is calmer when you get married again."

He took a deep breath hearing Mamak's words.

"But if it is already uncomfortable with guests that we can not refuse his arrival, Mamak can only pray for the best."

"It's important to set the intention at work."

***

Remarks :

SMEA is now known as SMK (vocational high school)