Replacement Ribs

16. Mentari Sick

"Father! Onty Sisil!"

Mentari nailed herself to the door of her room. Staring at the two adults who were in the kitchen with incomprehensible looks. Silvia immediately took off her arms. Tristan sounded self-deprecating.

Mentari went back into the room and slammed the door.

"Go home, Sil!" tristan held back furious. Then he followed Mentari into the room. There are many things that must be explained to his daughter. Although he is not even six years old, Mentari is too critical. What he just saw would be a big question.

"Start!" Tristan grabs her daughter's shoulder but Mentari shuffles away from her.

"Why hug Onty Sisil?Mentari doesn't like it!"

Tristan rubbed his face rough. Regretting her stupidity for letting Silvia back tease her. All this time Tristan was numb no matter how incessantly Silvia approached him. He still thinks that Silvia's sister-in-law must be guarded. But this time, the longing for a gentle jolt of women urgently wants to be poured out.

"Start don't want Papa to love Onty Sisil! Papa should love Mommy. But Papa was angry with Mother. Mommy left because Papa scolded me, right?" The crying of Mentari broke.

Tristan's tongue suddenly turned upside down. He did not expect that Mentari would know of his quarrel with Kirana. And it ended with Kirana leaving the house.

"The evil father is Mother!"

"So, Papa's sorry."

"No way!" Mentari pulled the blanket and covered her entire body so that she would not be seen by her father.

Tristan turns on the air conditioner and lets Mentari get angry at him. Persuading him would be futile. His self-attached nature to his daughter. He will only be destroyed if his will is obeyed.

***

Tristan opened the door to Mentari's room, which was still sealed shut. He intends to take Mentari to the office because it is impossible to let his daughter alone at home. Mentari looks still asleep hugging her roll. But his mouth sounded delirious. Tristan rushed over to the bed. The chatter of the tiny thin lips was increasingly clearly heard.

"Mother."

Tristan is again slashed to see the same scene when he is forced to accept Mentari's request to marry Kirana.

"Start!" Tristan pulled out the long hair that covered Mentari's face.

Tristan terrace fingers warmed when in contact with the skin of Mentari.His back was reflex to check the forehead and neck of his daughter. Unsure of his hand, Tristan went to the kitchen to pick up the thermometer.

Tristan restlessly waited for the thermometer to be tucked under Mentari's arm. Panic, always that's what happens when something happens with the child alone puppet. He again regretted Kirana's presence in his daughter's life. If it wasn't for Kirana, Mentari wouldn't have had consecutive fever and illness in the past two months.

"Pa!" The shrill call took Tristan's eyes off the stick he was holding.

"You are like Mother" the little boy murmured later.

Tristan doesn't know what to answer Mentari's request just now. It seems he has run out of words to find an excuse to delay Mentari's desire to meet Kirana.

"You're the same Mother, Pa," whined Mentari again.

Mother, Mother and Mother. Only that word is spoken from the lips of Mentari. It was as if Tristan's existence beside him wasn't enough. So much influence Kirana on the self Mentari. Tristan doesn't understand how that could happen. And he who had even carried her since the age in the new world for a few minutes seemed to be eliminated.

Tristan got out of the single bed to pick up the cell phone in her room. She contacted Diana before the pediatrician opened the morning practice at her clinic.

Diana always responds quickly to Tristan's call if anything happens with Mentari. In no more than half an hour, the woman had already arrived at Tristan's house.

"Fever since when, Tan?" Diana opened the bag with her equipment.

"Every night is normal. Just don't want to eat. Just checked 38."

"He misses his mom?"

******* Rude Tristan audible. Diana was one of the people who supported her to remarry. Whoever is the most important is dear to Mentari. Because according to him, Mentari needs the figure of a mother.Not once Diana presents a candidate as a surrogate mother for Mentari. But Tristan always refused. The news of her marriage to Kirana did not reach Diana's ears.

"You don't pity Mentari? I know you can't forget the Elitans but it doesn't have to be this way. Mentari needs a mother's love." Diana's words received no response from Tristan..

"Sorry if I'm presumptuous. I just feel sorry to see Mentari," continued Diana with a bad feeling because she was too involved in the personal affairs of Tristan who in fact her best friend's husband .He knew very well how Tristan's struggle reached Elita's heart. Elita, who initially hesitates with Tristan's feelings, thinks she will only play tricks on him. Their social status is far too far away. So Elita felt that if it was impossible Tristan would be serious with her.

"I prescribed the medicine, yeah."

Diana took a bundle of paper from inside her bag. Scribbling paper contains a list of drugs for Mentari. And then I held it out to Tristan.

"Once again take him home. Let's play Alea."

Tristan nodded. "Thanks, On."

"Hm." Diana replied with a smile

"Cheal quickly yes, dear." he said again and then kissed Mentari's forehead.

Diana almost forgot if she brought a doll to Mentari. He took out a large pink doll from the one still in his car.

"So Brother Alea nitip this for Mantari." Diana placed the doll beside Mentari.

"Still, Aunt" said Mentari lirih

"Together, Honey. Auntie's coming home first, yeah. Later if Mentari healed, we play together again. Ok?"

Mentari also nodded. Hugged teddy who was somehow a gift doll to how much of Diana. Her mother's best friend often sent her gifts.

Tristan drove Diana to the front of the house. And the bright red car disappeared from the sight of his eyes.

After dropping off Diana, Tristan threw herself on the sofa in her living room instead of going back to Mentari's room. Diana's words came back. He did not understand the desire of Mentari. But the memories with Elita seemed to hold him.v

Trying to open her heart to another woman, the hardest thing she had to do. But circumstances demand to do so.

"Aragh!" Tristan squeezed her hair in frustration.

The shadow of Kirana was dragging the suitcase with wounds on her hands and feet as if dancing in the eye pelukan. How is he doing now? Tristan shakes. Trying to shake off the sense of his heart that suddenly cared about Kirana.

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"Mama told you. Let the Mentari be at Mama's house." Bu Ratih's voice sounded as the woman's hasty footsteps.

Tristan contacts his mother in hopes of helping with Mentari's care. But he just had to get back to getting the scolding

"You're too selfish. Find Kirana see you! You don't pity your son?!"

"But, Ma …"

"Must wear it but? Don't you think she's your wife! Your responsibility! If anything happens to Kirana, how are we accountable to her parents. Remember Tristan, Kirana also has parents who will not be willing if their children are hurt."

Tristan was like being slapped by a string of sentences that came from the mouth of the mother. He is also a father who will not hurt his son. How could he ignore it all this time?

Guilt slipped away. Tristan moved up and went up to his room. Take the car keys and then leave. Mrs Ratih just shook her head to see Tristan off with a home shirt and shorts. Although he already knew the whereabouts of Kirana, but deliberately did not tell his son.