Testamentary Wedding

Cold Back

It's been 3 days since Prana left home. Anggi's feeling is getting less and less clumsy now. She just got a message from her husband.

You there don't forget to eat yes, my wife. Don't look for me. I'm fine here.

The tears came back, I don't know how many times. Anggi used to be very eager to be sent such romantic messages from her husband. However, he did not have the power to read the last 2 sentences on the phone screen. The girl was always and unceasingly thinking about Prana.

My husband has eaten yet? Is my husband sleeping well? Is my husband okay there? Such questions often filled his head, making him agitated and worried. However, what is the power of Anggi which in the end can only send prayers from here.

The fragrant aroma of cooking is now enveloping the kitchen room. Ijah was cooking with his master. It feels like the woman does not have the heart to see Anggi getting moody. He was also concerned about what an Anggia Soraya experienced.

“Mbak Anggi's. I'm sorry yes.” Ijah turned to Anggi with a facial expression that implied his disrespect for his employer.

Anggi smiled faintly. “Still, Ma'am," he replied.

“Young Master hasn't come home yet?” Ijah asked carefully. The woman was afraid to offend Anggi.

Anggi could only answer by shaking weakly. Ijah then rubbed the girl's back, trying to calm her mood.

“Mbak Anggi is patient yes. Young Master must be home. I know very well that the Young Master is actually a good person and never runs away from trouble. Young Master just needs time," he explained making Anggi next to him nod in understanding.

“I also understand, Ma'am Ijah. Thank you, Ma'am Ijah would like to sympathize.”

“Sama-sama, Ma'am. I already consider Mbak Anggi and Tuan Muda as my own family. I will always wish you all the best.”

Anggi smiled at her and hugged her. Again Anggi is grateful for having people who love him and also attention to him.

***

In the afternoon, Ica came to Anggi's house. He heard from Prana's friends that Anggi and Prana were dropped out of school. The woman came to many thoughts because of the news.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

Anggi who had just cleaned the room and came down from the stairs then immediately ran small to the main door. He quickly opened the door for the guests. The girl knew her voice. Who else if not Ica, her sister-in-law?

"Wa'alaikumussalam, Ma'am Ica." Anggi hugged his sister-in-law. I miss meeting the people he loves. Lately, he has been feeling very lonely at home.

Then, Anggi invited his guests to enter. The girl ran into the kitchen making tea and immediately headed back to the living room to meet Ica.

"Not bother, Nggi. So ngerepotin deh Mbakmu this," said Ica felt bad.

"Just tea, Ma'am. Not to mention," Anggi replied with a review of his wide smile, calming the heart of anyone who saw it.

“Mbak heard from your friends if you are in-DO from school. What is it, Dek?” ask Ica to Anggi. That woman doesn't like pleasantries. He wants immediate confirmation from Anggi.

Anggi. His eyes suddenly glazed over. Ica could only look at him with a sad feeling. His heart was sliced at the joy on that face that was now faded due to one major incident. It must not be easy for Anggi to get through everything.

“Mbak actually already guessed that sooner or later everything must be uncovered. Ma'am sorry about you guys, yeah.” Ica gently rubbed the shoulder of her sister-in-law. He also looked at the gloomy face.

The deg! Anggi forgets that Ica doesn't know about Prana's departure. The girl so pounded considering her husband who left the house 3 days ago.

“Mas Prana go, Ma'am. I don't know where he is either,” she replied grimacingly.

Ica was immediately flaming. The woman became furious at the response of her sister-in-law. “So the boy ran away? Really-it's outrageous of him. Never able to mature," his grunts while showing his upset face. Prana could go in their condition like this.

Anggi took Ica's hand while looking at her in fear. “I beg, Ma'am. Please don't tell this to Mom. I don't want them to think much,” please with a note of emphasis. The girl was worried about her in-laws' health because given their age they were no longer young.

Ica hesitates to accept Anggi's request. The woman felt sorry for her sister-in-law. However, Prana is not at all trustworthy. How should he just shut up to see them like this?

The next second he smiled thinly and then replied, “You are calm, Nggi. Ma'am Ica won't tell them.”

***

“Dad, Mama!”

Ica ran to and fro looking for her parents. The feeling is raging, mixed. His mind can not be separated from the shadow of the face of Anggi poor since from his home earlier.

“Iya, Darling. What's up?” Vina just came down from the stairs at the end of the living room that was passed wide. The woman had just finished cleaning herself.

Bakri soon came from his office. The three of them immediately sat down and gathered in the family room. Ica immediately told him all of his misfortune. The woman actually did not intend to renege on her promise to her sister-in-law. However, Ica knows very well what is best for this problem. His parents, especially Vina, were the biggest weakness for Prana all along.

“Ber-reasonably outrageous of the boy. We're going to his apartment now. I'm sure he's hiding there.” Bakri's eyes were red and round. Both of his hands were also clenching firmly as it held back the emotions that were bursting within his chest

***

Bakri, Vina, and Ica actually went to Prana's apartment. On the way there, Ica continued to commemorate Bakri. Ica became worried to see her father's red face extinguished from the house earlier.

“Later time there, please Daddy don't get carried away by emotions, yes. Remember Dad's high blood. You have to think about your health" Ica said. However, his father did not bother at all. Now Bakri is busy thinking about the behavior of his son.

Shortly after, the three men quickly boarded the elevator to Prana's apartment. Especially Bakri who was very angry at Prana. The man was already like a tiger that was about to ambush its prey.

The bell rang repeatedly. Bakri pressed it impatiently. Her chest went up and down because Prana never opened the door.

"Patience, Mommy." Vina kept stroking her husband's back, trying to temper her emotions.

Plaque!

One slap managed to land smoothly on Prana's right cheek as the guy opened his door. Surprised? Sure oes. The slap from Bakri was so hot on his cheek, done suddenly and without previous cues.

Meanwhile, Vina and Ica who had been loyal to stand behind Bakri could only open their mouths wide, shocked to see the incident.

“Bod*h basis! Always running from trouble. Mature, Prana!”