
"Boss!" call Zack and Irene in unison.
The body was sitting limp with stunned eyes. Not only that because Al's body shook to withstand the bitter reality that was before his eyes. The room that used to be a witness of togetherness with Sifani. It has now become a funeral. Well, true. A tomb occupied that room.
Zack rushes to Al, then gives a hug so that his boss can be patient and sincerely accept the bitter reality, "Sorry, Boss. I cannot say that Miss Sifani has gone home to the Almighty."
"Why?" Al asked with blank eyes, he was speechless.
The tomb with the engraving of the name Sifani was in front of his eyes. The date, year and day are also very clear. It's all over. The hope of apologizing and giving a good life to the woman is gone. The tightness that hit the chest with eyes glistening can no longer be restrained.
The sound of sobs filled the house. Zack let go of his embrace, then invited Irene to leave the place. He wants time to belong only to his boss. Letting the grown man let go of the whole burden of a pent-up heart for many years.
"Zack, isn't it a matter of this, boss alone?" Irene asked, sitting on the terrace.
Zack let out a long sigh while looking up at the night sky. There were no specks of rain, but the man inside was already representing a sadness that no one wanted to feel. Who wants to lose a lover for years and finally just a tomb as a sign of meeting and separation.
The darkness of the night was not as subtle as the taste in Al's heart. He was drowning in guilt he could not afford to let go. All that passed back remembered dancing in the eye peluk. A woman's sincere smile becomes her first love. All the time they spent together.
Without the man knowing. While he was busy lamenting the fate of his life. Nowadays is the bet. Where the faithful girl waiting for her return was walking back and forth in front of the residence of the Son. Who else if not Bunga Alkan's wife.
"Darling, in! Waiting in the dalem aja, not good night breeze for health, loh," call Mama Bella from inside the house, make Flowers according. Well even though his heart is eager to welcome the arrival of Al who will come home.
Mama Bella rubbed her sister-in-law's arm, but honestly held back the upset that Al had forgotten her way home, "Honey, don't worry. Al, must be busy. Come on, let's have dinner together."
Mama Bella nodded her head letting the newlywed do her wish. At least it was lunchtime, but Bryant's arrival distracted him. The son who had just seen the trunk of his nose after some time.
"Night, Ma, Flowers. Why are you looking at me like that?" Bryant asked as he pulled up the chair, then sat down to prepare for dinner. "Ekhem!"
"Bry, since when are you home?" mama Bella looked back at her son with a longing look.
Bryant smiled sweetly, he did not want his mother to worry. Whatever he was thinking, just stored away without having to be revealed. After a long time we finally got back together with our family. The heart must not complain but give thanks for all the blessings that can still be enjoyed.
"Bry, come home this morning, Ma. Just busy getting the job done. Sorry, just got together. After eating, we can all get together, how about?" Bryant gave an explanation and idea so that the smile of the mother was back.
"Flower, sit! Don't make Om Al sad, I know you want to eat with your husband, but now you have to eat" Bryant pulled Bunga's hand to sit next to him.
Dinner finally went well. The four members of the Putra family enjoyed a diverse meal without any conversation. An hour passed. Now Bryant invites the whole family to sit in the family room.
"Flower, relax. I'm, um Al's gonna call," Bryant took his phone on the table, just had his finger slide the screen. The sound of footsteps could be heard walking up the stairs.
The man with a chaotic appearance as well as a cold eye gaze walked up the stairs. From a single glance it could already explain the situation of the man's heart.
"You guys just stay here! I'll go upstairs."