The Fate that is Overlooked

47

Anita's pregnant.

That's what made him want to start over?

Do you realize your own feelings? if he loves his wife now?

Butiii

Why did the end ask me to stay?

Can it be without love but impregnating ??

Jeezoo Ajeng!!!! you don't know what the real home life is like, just your wild imagination stops here!!!!

I exhaled a rough breath, and jumped in shock as a cold drink stuck to my cheek.

"Subhanallah, iiihhh ngagetin aja si!? " Naufal came along with a bag of plastic that either contained anything.

"Buy cigarettes in the Arab world? how long!!!! "

"Yes Jeng, muter first time. Cigarettes rich gini hard to get. Then Mr. Barata can talk to both of you who from the beginning know the condition of Mother Sukma. Really tired, huh? sampe ngemposs. "

I grabbed the cold drink that was still stuck to my cheek quickly.

"Chat with him there is never a base end, always carried away feelings. And I'm not as professional as you in focusing the camera on an object, I can't focus my heart on another half except her."

"Yes I'm cape, my heart is cape"

"you mean? " Naufal sat back next to me.

"I mean it's late now, you go home"

"Thank you" I said, pointing at the isotonic bottle I was about to drink at him.

"Yes together, eem I'm like tomorrow afternoon come here. Aada job at Aston Hotel, usual wedding"

"In the morning, before the bride runs, I have to done the photos of the place, so that later only focus on the bride. "

"Oh yeah, where's Mr Barata? put the cigarette in there" pointed at the crackle bag with his chin.

"Let's go out there, and the guy goes out. She's in Dalem nengokin's mother" I replied indifferently.

"Are you sure I'm going home?" He asked, making sure of me.

"I'm sure you'll be working tomorrow, too. Smoothly yes, inget if already pay-eating "I hold a laugh, mengodanya who looks annoyed I let him go.

"Seriously? "

"Five rius boy!! "

"Dare to be alone? "

"certain"

I can no longer hold back my laughter.

"No need to feel needed, I have to take care of him"

Eh the fierce suddenly nongol. Makes me jump in shock at the sound of his weight.

"And indeed I was always there if Ajeng needed Sir" Naufal did not want to be defeated.

"I'm not your Father, so don't call me Sir, I'm not a Father either.. "

"Candidate, in a minute" my circus is quick.

"Udah, ntar blackness. Tomorrow's bad luck "I'm standing, hoping that the boy will follow my movements. And sure enough, he stood up from his seat.

"Take off Jenk" looked at me.

"Pamit Pa. uh Mas Barata" He nodded his head at Bara.

"Find me right away if your job is running" I said to him who was only replied with a thumbs up.

"Asalamualaikum"

"Halaikumsalam, be careful" I replied.

I passed by Barata, who was sitting with his eyes focused on his phone. So upset to see that guy!!

Why is it always emotional when with him??Shitty !!

My ideas right now are just sleeping. Not thinking about anything else. Especially tomorrow, which seems to be getting heavier. Let it.

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This morning my mother was beautiful, I had her body, had changed clothes and was fragrant. I did not do it alone, helped by Barata of course. While Mbok War, I told him to go home, so that later in the afternoon can keep Mom in my place. And now is the time for me to feed Mom.

This morning, when I saw Barata for the first time, she cried. Even I who saw it cried. Unable to hold haru.

Mother seemed to want to convey something to him, but undone. Only her crying became more and more. As I calmed her down, she grabbed my hand, held it tightly, and then put my hand together with Barata held by her.

I could only be dumbfounded, for the first time in a long time, her burly hands cupped my little fingers. Slowly squeezing it.

A warm feeling ambushed the entire recesses of my heart. While recalling when yes, my fingers were tied to her, then in a soft squeeze like this?

"Mom wants you to be sisters"

"That complements and supports each other"

His voice made me cry again. I bite hard on my lips, so that the stuffing does not become more. While my mother's hand was stroking the back of my hand and Barata's interlocked.

I don't know, I'm confused as to what I'm crying about. What am I really crying about? So bad!!

Why should I be with me? There is Runti who is his daughter. How does Anita feel when she sees this? Does he not feel hurt? rigged?

Am I right here? back to this family? with increasingly complicated and unhealthy relationships for the Barata household?

I know and know very well that Anita doesn't like me at all. And I have absolutely no power over dislike for me, do I?

I have always been kind to him, but when he is not good to me, it is none of my business anymore. But his business with his heart.

The atmosphere became awkward.

Now just take the medicine ma'am" I said distractingly, removing Barata's hand link.

Remove the trail of my tears quickly.

I prepared some medicine for my mother to drink.

While Barata busy themselves with cleaning the former body.

"Mom should eat a lot so don't drown"

"Let's get out of the hospital" I said again as I aimed the medicine at my mother's mouth.

" Done!!! "

" Awaits a doctor's visit. " Say me

" It's comfortable yet mom's sitting? " Fear that you want to change positions.

"It's a snap, just like this" he replied slowly.

I was cleaning up Mom's food scraps when my phone rang loudly.

Naufal's calling??

"Asalamualaikum"

"Open WA I Jeng, cepettttt!!! "

tut. tuuttt.

Phone connection disconnected.

"Who Son? "

My focus was split between answering my mother's questions and the photos I was looking at right now.

A woman and a man, walking hand in hand, with the man holding his woman possessively.

"Like inside a hotel" I muttered softly.

"Who's at the hotel" I asked.

" Uh..Not knowing this, Naufal sent a stray picture of the times, not very clear. There was no look on his face, "I answered honestly.

"Who? "

One word I sent as a short message to him.

Before I finally put my phone on the nightstand and refocused with my mother, ignoring the man who had been doing nothing.