Sharing Love: Wife To Ardhi

Chapter 47 Bundaaa

Ardhi smiled happily to see his wife's best friend in front of his eyes, since 5 years ago he tried to find Nara, but never got news of a woman so valuable to Ishana and Risma.

Ardhi stood up. "Nara, is this you?"

"I feel like the dream I saw you in this city, I always look for you Ra, because Risma always misses you."

Looking at Ardhi before her eyes, it felt like Nara wanted to slap this man, the thing that she had been holding back for 7 years. But there was Dina who saw it, a very bad thing to do in front of a child like Dina.

"Mama Rara, do you know mama?"

The little boy's question broke Nara's daydream. "Om this is just my dear mama's friend." Nara tried to smile at the little boy who came with her to this city.

"Owh, good, if this om suitcase is damaged, he knows where to ask for a change" he said.

"Why indeed?" ask Nara.

"Dina accidentally hit this suitcase om to fall," he admitted.

"Dina's okay?" Nara panicked, she immediately checked on Dina.

"Why am I being examined anyway ma? That's my checked suitcase, if it breaks mama replacein."

"You're worth more than that suitcase!"

Dina laughed at Nara's words.

Ardhi smiled at the behavior of the little boy, still small but understood the responsibility, Ardhi unceasingly looked at the jelly every corner of the beautiful girl's face, she said, it felt like the child was no stranger to him. "He's your son Ra?"

"What did he call me?" Nara asked back.

"Hmmm ...." Ardhi felt alien to the current figure of Nara.

"You can conclude for yourself, if he calls me grandma or sister, you just ask!"

"Sorry Ra."

"What if he's my son?"

"Oh nothing, just want to ask, because the tone is awkward. First he must be Dhifa's age, second he doesn't look like you Ra."

Nara immediately pulled Dina aside.

"Sorry Ra, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings."

Nara threw out so rough her breath. "You are the source of pain! So I'm used to it!" ketus Nara's.

Ardhi tries to observe the little boy's face again, but Nara tries to protect him.

"He's your son, Ra? You see, 5 years ago, you were still not pregnant, and not married, this child, over 5 years old, maybe like Dhifa, 7 years."

Dina popped his head. "Salah om, I haven't been 7 years."

Nara pulls Dina back, so that Dina is blocked from Ardhi's view. "Whatever my status and relationship is with this child, it's my business, not yours!"

"Sorry Ra."

"Sorry you won't treat a scratched heart. Excuse me!" Nara immediately took the little boy away with her.

While Ardhi, he just looked at Nara's back that was getting away. The little boy named Dina turned to Ardhi and waved his hand.

Ardhi smiled looking at the tough little boy and replied to Dina's hand.

"Dina." Lisan Ardhi mentioned the name of the little girl. "Di-Na?"

His heart sensed the meaning behind the name, but as the time of his departure drew nearer, Ardhi accelerated his steps towards the departure gate.

***

The sun is getting higher, the heat is getting stinging on the surface of the skin.

After taking Dhifa to his school, Risma immediately surveyed several restaurants that belonged to him. His routine task is to check all the restaurants and boutiques he holds, when the clock comes home from school he will return to pick up Dhifa.

Drett!

Repeatedly Risma's mobile phone vibrated, occasionally Risma turned her head, it turned out that it was just a message from the group chat that she followed.

Dretttt!

The vibrations were long and repetitive, making Risma finish her job, and grabbing the electronic objects that were unceasingly vibrating. Seen a call from Mother Aiswa.

"Yes mother" said Risma.

"Ris, Ishana's foster father is dead."

"You're treating Ris?"

"I don't dare to come there again Mother, since Ishana's departure, they all closed the door for me. Don't even want anything to do with us, not your grudge, but just want to keep their feelings."

"Yes, my mother and some of the caretakers went there."

"Yes mother."

Grief again enveloped the Purnama residence, Pajri tried hard to let go of his father, he felt more rigid, because the father's last wish he could fulfill.

The day was over, and the darkness fell back on the city.

Feeling that all her tasks were done, Risma immediately returned to her room. His back had just landed on the surface of his soft mattress. His eyes began to feel heavy, but the news from Ardhi he had not been able to, it made Risma resist his drowsiness.

Drett!

Seeing the name Ardhi, Risma immediately shifted the green icon.

"Dad, really busy?"

"I'm sorry baby, when my plane lands, I have to be in a meeting, and more. Now it's done. Sorry, I kept you waiting."

"It's okay, you're healthy there, I'm happy."

"Where are you all?"

"We're good Well, Oh yes .., this afternoon there was a sad news, Ishana's father died."

"Innallingly."

For a moment Ardhi fell silent, knowing the news of his death in-laws.

"You goin' there?" ask Ardhi.

"I don't dare, afraid to drive Pajri out again. I still remember, no, if Pajri says he doesn't want to deal with us the slightest, I just respect Pajri's wishes."

"Yes, let's go, they're a beautiful part of our past."

"Yes, um."

Day after day passed as usual, all busy with their own business and work.

Dhifa looked glum looking at the pool. Risma panicked to find the boy.

Feeling only the side of the house that Risma had not yet come to, Risma finally walked there. Sure enough, in the gazebo it looks Dhifa sitting alone.

"Mother mist alone is looking for you, you are here." Risma sat beside Dhifa

The boy was silent. His sight looks so sad.

"You know dear, this place, the favorite place of the late Vishnu opa, Vishnu's opa, dear ... so dear to Dhifa, until he died, Dhifa was in the opa opener."

"You know, you often tell that story."

Risma gently stroked her daughter's long hair. "Mother's son why? How did her beauty disappear?"

"My friends, they every year family vacation to the island of flowers, I want to go there mother, in addition to camping, can we take a vacation, if Dad does not permit me to participate in camping activities, Mother, we can see those who camp."

"But far too dear, that's why I don't give permission."

Dhifa's face grew more moody, his desire this one was not granted by his father.

"When I want to go there mother," he whined.

"I'm sorry, Mom's dad."

"Yes mother, it's okay."

But sadness still inhabited that beautiful face.

"Please understand, so tomorrow we don't go there, because you're okay if you don't go there. Going on vacation somewhere else. Which is close, even though I had everything ready."

Dhifa was shocked to hear Risma's words. "Mother's not kidding, right?"

"But you don't want to go there, so we'll just cancel." Risma went straight from her daughter's side.

"Mother."

But the called ones just walked away.