Secrets of the Former (Love Left Behind)

Thirty One

Nevan didn't come home right away. There was still one more thing he had to finish.

"You're relieved, right, now? Your ex-wife doesn't seem as bad as you think." Shanessa spoke without looking at Nevan. He prefers to look at the garden lights.

"If now you want me to stay, then I'll be here" Nevan said.

"I won't let you go" Shanessa replied raucously.

"Then don't."

"I won't budge anymore" Shanessa continued. He looked down and looked at the ring on his ring finger.

"Even though since childhood I have lived at home, and Gantari lives outside, but grandfather has always been proud of Gantari," Shanessa said.

"From the general champion, Gantari is smart and independent, all Gantari."

Nevan just shut up. He knew the thing Shanessa needed right now was to just be heard.

"In fact, when I said I wanted to major in art, no one banned me because the company was prepared for Gantari." Shanessa cupped her palms to her face.

"Papa included." Shanessa straightened her body, her gaze glaring, "All the attention belongs to Gantari. I'm number two and always have been." He turned to Nevan with a wet face, then continued, "This time I won't budge anymore."

His gaze slowly bowed, then again stuck in sobs. Nevan raised her hand and stroked Shanessa's head gently.

Shanessa is innocent. They are stuck in this situation is not Shanessa's fault.

***

"Sorry to bother you." Early in the morning Gantari went to the hospital to see Farez. It comes with puffy eyes and without the slightest makeup polish, but for Farez, Gantari still looks beautiful. So, he developed a big smile when he met her.

"I'm glad you saw me" he said earnestly. Yes, really because Farez did not focus all night because he thought about Gantari's situation.

Gantari reviewed a thin smile. Only his lips curved, but his eyes did not smile as usual smile.

One of the things that made Farez crazy about Gantari was the way he smiled. His smile was not only engraved on his lips, but also his eyes that formed like a crescent moon. Real pretty.

Ok. This is not the time to talk about Farez's attachment to Gantari, as the woman is still in a state of grief.

"The last time I met him, Mom looked very healthy," Gantari's lips trembled as she continued, "But why ...," Gantari could not continue. He looked down and his tears came back.

"Lucidity Terminal," Farez said.

Gantari. He wiped his tears.

"The condition when a person appears to return to health before dying" Farez continued. He clasped his finger, looking straight ahead.

"I saw him several times, when the patient lying helplessly in a critical condition, but suddenly returned to health and was able to move normally. This phenomenon has been studied, but there is no medical explanation." He took a breath, then looked at Gantari softly.

"Our society says he wants to leave before he actually leaves" Farez said cautiously.

Gantari lowered her head, then nodded her head. Trying to convince himself if this is the best fate even though the stubborn tears that flowed down the cheeks just like that.

***

Gantari returned home alone, though Farez offered to drive. He was turning the key when Ms Fatimah shouted from her doorstep asking Gantari for breakfast at home.

"Anwar works sift tonight, he'll be home at least in the 10s. So Neng did not need to be embarrassed," shouted Bu Fatimah again who was greeted with amused laughter Gantari. And again, it seemed like the neighbor was frying because he occasionally turned his head and ran inside.

His stomach was painful, because it had not been filled with food since yesterday. He went to the house of Ms. Fatimah when again the unpretentious woman appeared waving to be approached.

"Not bother, ma'am," said Gantari as soon as he entered the kitchen. The smell of vegetables dominates the entire kitchen. There's fried tempeh there too.

Fatimah's mother shook her head. "Mas Mamad if the sale likes daylight, so you can't shop first buy chicken," he said feeling guilty, "Eating potluck, yes, Neng."

Gantari. He looked at Old Fatimah.

"Why?" ask Ms. Fatimah clumsy.

This time it was Gantari who shook his head. "Dihyan prefers tempeh over chicken."

Hearing Gantari's words just now made Ms. Fatimah smile. He rubbed Gantari's arm for a while, then continued frying tempe.

A father carrying a pot of roses nodded at him. Gantari had not yet asked, a voice interrupting. "The only thing here is the piggy-headed guy running away from you."

Gantari turned her head and found that the young grandfather was already sitting on the porch. He stood up and approached Gantari who was widening his eyes.

"It's in vain dong grandpa let you pull," he said again.

"Do you know where Dihyan is from? These flowers are from grandpa?" Gantari the road approached while widening his gaze to see one by one the flowers he meant.

Seeing Gantari's reaction, the young grandfather nodded proudly without answering. Fatimah came out and asked the same thing, she even offered to arrange the flowers.

The young grandfather was shocked and instantly forbade. "I brought a gardener. We'll take care of it," he explained.

Ms. Fatimah. "His father's pity brought pots from the front alley, huh?"

The words of Mrs Fatimah made my grandfather remember something, with the spirit she protested the narrow road around here, so forced to leave the car and he was forced to walk.

Gantari giggled and hugged the young grandfather while saying thank you.

"That's nothing about you, is it?"

"Ehm!"

The two turned their heads and found Nevan already standing behind them. The young grandfather even pretended to see a bird passing by, while Fatimah Bu was excited again because she recognized Nevan as Gantari's husband. However, he immediately said goodbye when he saw his only son coming home from work.

When the gardeners that Grandpa brought were busy arranging the plants, Gantari made them all warm tea. The young grandfather smiled and called his innate employee.

"Tumbens don't make coffee?" asked the young grandfather while sipping his tea. Gantari who heard it was a little surprised. He briefly glanced at Nevan sitting beside the young grandfather, then calmed down a little when he saw no strange reaction from Nevan.

"Dihyan has no coffee, no cake. Not good for the hull."

The young grandfather who was sipping his tea glanced at Gantari. Then put his cup on the table and turned to Nevan and ended up nodding. "For the heart is not good either" said the young grandfather.

This time Nevan was successful.

The flowers had been beautifully arranged, after receiving instructions from the young grandfather and Gantari thanked him, the workers left immediately. The young grandfather turned to look at Nevan who had not yet moved and he cleared his throat asking for attention, "Let's go, young man."

Nevan jerks. He turned to Gantari for a moment and looked back at the young grandfather. "Sorry, cake. But there's something I want to talk to Dihyan about first."

"Is there anything you want to talk about or ask?"

The young grandfather stepped up and stood beside Gantari. His left hand clasped the grandson's shoulder before continuing, "He's not a fugitive you should interrogate."

Hearing the words of the young grandfather had made Nevan react. "There is something I have to hear and clarify directly from Dihyan" he said calmly.

"Okay artist aja clarification," the young grandfather sneered, then stepped closer to the terrace chair and sat there. "Quickly. Don't you take it long."

Nevan nodded and was annoyed when she saw Gantari who was struggling to hold back a laugh. Finally they went a little far from grandfather to be more free to talk, but in fact they chose to silence instead. No one wants to start.

"So?" Nevan relented.

"So, everything is the same as you've heard. There's nothing I need to tell you anymore."

"That's not the answer."

"But that's all I want to say."

Nevan grunts. "I want to know everything, doesn't mean we're back."

Gantari widened her eyes inadmissive. "Who would have thought we would reverse it?"

"I didn't say you were nervous."

"Emang not."

"Why do you think that?"

"I didn't think so!"