Teasers In The House

The Part 50 Failed Again

The clockwork was heard filling the silence of the night that I felt endless. Arini was sleeping next to me. So close I looked at his tired face.

Back my mind wandered erratically. Until now, the brain has not found a meeting point even though there has been a lot of input from the Danu lovers.

I got up from my sleeping position, then went down to the bathroom to get some water. I think two rakaats in the middle of the night will give me a sense of calm so that the mind can think clearly.

Facing the Qibla, I surrendered and pleaded for a way out to Divine Rabbi. Calmness began to run through the recesses of the soul, slowly the worries gradually eroded.

After the jamsai berbunajat, I re-spend the body that has been tired. I closed the netra even though it was still difficult to sleep. Several times the breathing force so that the crush on the chest is not so stifling.

Alright, I should think about finding a solution without making my relationship with Arini tenuous or even broken.

I could've shown the photo to Arini, then interrogated her. But it's the same as I can't find the truth, because Arini's definitely not going to confess.

Whereas if you ask Sri for help, I think it is the same as giving Sri an opportunity to report everything to Bobby.

If you ask Martin for help, he's working. There's no way he's truant just to help investigate everything.

Yeah, there's one person who can help me. Tomorrow morning I'll come to him. I'm sure this is the best way.

My smile was raised when the idea appeared, then the dream goddess invited me to fly to meet the beautiful angels.

****

The sound of the dawn adhan was clearly heard from the toa mushola, awakening me who was forced back into the real world. Nature I want to avoid for a while.

Sometimes I feel so tired that I want to enjoy a dream longer. A dream that would never force me to think hard.

But, yeah, that's it. This is life, not a stage play. A life that must be lived and faced with self-readiness, not even trying to run away from reality even though it is as bitter as any ordeal.

I've expressed my heart, today I will meet Mr. Rahman. He is the father of Arini, it is certain that he will be more able to help solve all my household problems.

After eating fried rice made by Sri, I immediately parted to Arini to come out for a while. I didn't explain where I was going, I deliberately ignored the question rather than lying.

I know he looks at me question markingly. It seemed like my change of attitude for a few days was enough for him to feel. Not because I have a heart with my own wife, but because this heart is not ready to accept the fact that she is double hearted.

I drove a four-wheeled vehicle at a higher speed than usual. Impatient feeling of wanting to spill all the uneg-uneg can not be muffled anymore. I really hope, there I will get the best way out.

The turnstile opened when my car pulled over in front of a large house with classical European architecture, a well-built security man let me in.

"Sir Rahman is there?" ask me after getting out of the car.

"There, Sir. It seems to be busy with the bird in the back."

I frowned, that sevulgar he was talking about his master. After all, even if it is true that Mr. Rahman is still busy with his birds, there is no need to be conveyed like that. He really doesn't know his ethics.

"It's best to go sideways, sir. Let's go faster." Back security is less ethical it gives advice when this foot is about to go up to the porch of the house.

"I'll just wait in the living room" I said.

"But it will be a long time if Mr. Danu waits."

"How long is it?"

"It could be two-three hours, sir."

"What's? Just playing birds for that long?" I was really surprised, it looks like my father-in-law is in puberty again.

"Not playing, sir."

"Continue?"

"Yes .. the bird. Including bathing birds, giving vitamins, cleaning cages as well."

"A minute, a minute. You mean the bird ... bird ...."

"White starling, sir. A week ago it was from a friend of Mr. Rahman who came from Lombok."

"Ooh .. I guess ...."

"What do you think, sir?"

"Here you go, I'll go by the side. There you have to take care of the front." Deliberately sidetracked the conversation, worried that what I was thinking was guessed by the security who suddenly turned his gaze probing.

"Ready, Master!"

With long steps I left the man who was dissolving in curiosity, I let him frown while scratching his head.

Sure enough, the man who had entered the twilight age was busy with a white bird. Aided by Parjo, he cleans the aviary.

Parjo who saw my arrival immediately approached Mr. Rahman and whispered, after which continued his work again. Rahman turned his head, then stopped his activities.

"Eh, Danu. Tumben did not come here first. What's up?"

"Yes, Dad. I'm sorry, but there's something important Danu wants to say."

"What thing? Any problems with our project?"

"Nothing, Dad. It's not a project matter."

"Continue?" Mr. Rahman now looked at me with questions.

"Well, you can't talk in that house. Let it be while drinking coffee, thank goodness there is a snack."

"Earah ... And. You have many conditions. Yeah, let's go in." Mr. Rahman patted me on the shoulder, then embraced.

We walked down the side corridor of the house, the beautiful scenery with a variety of plants and flowers adds to this cool eye view. The fish pond that was deliberately made near the mini park was giving a calm sensation by the gurgling of water.

"You came here by yourself?" asked Mr. Rahman in front of the house.

"Yes, Dad."

"Why didn't Arini and my granddaughter come? Not usually."

"Look, Dad. I didn't bring them here on purpose, because ...." Suddenly the doubts came back, somehow I was going to start this story.

"Because what?"

"We go in first, yeah, Dad. I'll drink first, that's it."

"Yes, let's go in. Let me have Surti prepare a session for you" Rahman told me to come in.

"Kok, offerings?" My net is a bit of delicacy, it's good that I said dedemit that needs sajen.

"Say you want a coffee and a snack?"

"Yes, Dad. But not flowers and incense. Danu's not a dedemit, you need a session?"

"Haha ... Danu, Danube. Who said you were Dedemit? Already, sit down first. I'm going inside, Surti's still washing in the back."

"Yes, Dad."

Not long after Mr. Rahman came back, he was sitting in the chair opposite to me. "Now the story is, what is it that you suddenly came here without me asking and without your wife's child."

I was confused as to where to start. What if Mr. Rahman was defending Arini? Is he ready to accept the fact that his son has done serong? He will be disappointed and heartbroken. As a parent, he will definitely feel failed in educating his child.

"And you! Kok, even dumbass!" Mr. Rahman's voice disperse the daydream that makes the atmosphere quiet.

Honestly, I stammered because I was not ready to launch words. Alright, I must dare to reveal all. Whatever Mr. Rahman thinks, I'll think about it later.

"Look, Dad. Last month and this month I got a photo."

"the photo? Whose photo?"

"Ehm .. that, Well ... photo of Arini with ...."

Triiiing .. triying ... triying ....

The sound of Mr. Rahman's device made me pause so as to stop the speech. The heart is back in turmoil.

"Before, Bobby called." Mr. Rahman gave me a code to keep quiet for a moment.

Bobby's? He called Mr Rahman? Does he know I'm here?

That man really took my composure. I swear, only this once did it interfere with my domestic life because after this I will not let it be present in Arini's life again.

"Bobby told me, there is a little problem with our new project in West Bandung." Anxious binar appeared on his face after the conversation with Bobby ended.

"That luxury settlement project, Dad?"

"Yes. There's one house that's collapsed behind it, and one's also in danger of collapsing because there's already a crack in the wall."

"Can't you, Dad?"

"It is still being investigated, but the estimates are temporary due to heavy rain and the geographical position of the land close to the cliff."

"But everything's been taken into account from the very beginning of waking up, Dad. So it's impossible to collapse because of the rain."

"It seems like someone is cheating and playing the amount of materials that should be used."

I'm a beard, it's true Mr. Rahman said. There must be fraud, there are those who want to profit more from the development without caring for the safety of prospective residents of the house.

"This afternoon we will go to Bandung, Dan. Tomorrow morning we go to the location."

"But that's valid info, Dad?" I was hesitant, in my prejudices this must be Bobby's wits to send me out of town.

"It has. This is Bobby sending a photo report from the foreman who was watching there." Mr. Rahman offered his salary, sure enough. In the photo appears the back of the landslide.

Then, what am I going to do now? Can I still talk about Arini and Bobby in the current situation?

"Now you go home to get ready, Dan. In the afternoon we must have left, you bring some clothes because surely we will be busy there for a long time," said Mr. Rahman who made his lips clenched unable to argue.

Finally, the heart's intentions did not materialize. Failed what I had planned since yesterday. Should I not just come? But .. ah, surely Mr. Rahman will not allow it.

As a result, that afternoon I also had to keep going to Bandung. But this time I asked Bobby's car. The reason for not feeling well and not being able to drive his own car makes Bobby accept the reason.

This time I won't let Bobby cheat on me again. Enough already two photos, there will be no more third photos or even the next photos.

****

For almost two weeks I did not come home. As a developer, Mr. Rahman and Bobby must take full responsibility for the collapse of the luxury house. Of course impact with my work that is increasingly piling up because it has to prepare everything for building reconstruction.

Today I was able to breathe a little relieved, as 90% of the work dealing with the details of the preparations was almost complete. That means I can go home. The tension that once filled the entire brain, now began to relax again.

This morning I deliberately set off to go home ahead of them by taking a trip. Mr. Rahman and Bobby still have to deal with other problems that are related to them.

Let them be busy. The important thing is that this time I go home will no longer find the photo. At least for a while I was calm.

****

My smile grew when I did not find a single photo in the workspace. Of course they can not meet because Bobby almost two weeks this is focused on the problem of the collapse of the luxury house.

"Mas Danu's home? How, you know it's already in the workspace?" arini asked when she found the door open.

"Yes" I replied briefly.

"When home? Not usually directly to the workspace, usually also tell me if you want to go home."

"No importance!" I replied as I walked away leaving the confused Arini.

"What's up, Mom? Looks like Mas Danu's got a problem?"

"I'm tired, I want to rest."

I don't mind Arini's call anymore. I don't know, my heart still can't forgive the behavior of him who betrayed loyalty.

After finishing the bath and greeting the twins, I immediately went to the dining table. The stomach can't wait to be filled.

"Have you come home, sir?" greet Sri kindly.

"Yes, Sri. What is cooking today? It's hungry."

"This, Sir. Today I cook pickled snapper."

"Well, that's delicious. Just know you're my favorite food." My hand immediately took out a plate, then scooped up the rice and a piece of fish filled with a baluran of delicious spices.

"Where was the job yesterday, Mom? For almost two weeks Danu had no news. I didn't pick up the phone either, dichat wasn't bales. What's up, Mas?" Suddenly Arini was already beside me, making the appetite instantly disappear.

"Too busy! Where could I call," I replied without looking at him.

"But all the business is done?"

"It."

"Thankful then, Mom. I'm so relieved."

I don't mind Arini's words. My brain is still spinning around looking for a way to find a forbidden date between Arini and Bobby.

After eating, I returned to the study. More precisely shut down and avoid Arini. In this room, I began to reassemble the plan that had stalled.

All right, this time I'm not gonna get anyone involved. I'll find anyone who's involved in the plan to destroy my household.

According to the analysis that can be logged, the main perpetrator is Bobby who is assisted by Sri. It was clear Sri was Bobby's man who was assigned to send the photos.

I know, the purpose of the photo was sent so that I would get angry at Arini and divorce him. When Arini leaves, Bobby will try to get Arini's heart.

"You're wrong, Bobby! Arini I will never divorce even if she is proven guilty. I won't lose to you!"

My hands clenched, teeth clenched to accompany a painful heart and a squeezed chest.

"I can't lose!"