
" Not happened in history, an Arsenio lost a fight ... You can bonyok so, how tough is your opponent ? ".
Mandala again scouted her son who still seemed to smile casually. Finally the three men sat around the table in the corner of the kitchen. While sipping the hot chocolate that Orlin made.
" My sparing partner .. We stopped by the Dojo. I was a little off guard .. Remember papa's assignment ", Haidar casually unraveled his lie.
" Ooh.. but it's done ? meeting materials tomorrow ? ", ask Mandala again
" Beres Mr.boss . Hardcopy is on the table om Juna .. I will not come tomorrow pa'. My exams are eleven to three in the afternoon ".
" Mas, you are outrageous .. her son wants the exam still you love the task ", Orlin looks dislike and looks at her husband with a look of blame.
" Laaah .. 'would that be the consequences that he would have to bear. Still had time to fight too.... what is outrageous ??? ", mandala protested against his wife.
" Default!!!!!! father son was the same ", grunted Orlin a little annoyed.
Mandala hurriedly grabbed his wife's shoulder, clutching it tightly while showering the cheek with a kiss. Haidar who used to see such a scene did not feel at all uncomfortable, embarrassed or even disturbed. Both of his parents never covered their friendly attitude. A Mandala led by Arsenio Group who is notoriously cold and very assertive, if he is with his wife will turn into a spoiled and adorable kitten.
While the mother doctor Meisya Adonia Orlin who is still beautiful at the age of middle age, is always full of tenderness. Very friendly and humble person. Madam boss who does not hesitate to do her own homework, even get along friendly and full of family with the staff and employees of her husband. A figure that seems to be more loved by all employees at Ars.Group. But the petite woman will transform into a vigilant lioness with a high-level hunting mode when there are other women trying to flirt with her husband.
Haidar greatly admired how his parents supported each other, protected each other and perfected each other. Household ripples are most often triggered due to the condition and position of the father who is almost perfect as a man. Women do not know themselves, or people who try to build relationships with shortcuts to thrust women is a very common thing to happen to approach his father. Soon they will be mercilessly beaten by a Mandala Runako Arsenio who is so infatuated and deeply in love with his wife.
Everything that Wisya said, for Haidar is a great impossibility. Even that is a vile slander. How could a person like his mama be a disturber of people's relationships ?. But Haidar felt the need to find out more.
" Pa' .. who made this bonyok turned out to be his daughter's mother. Doctor Pradipta and doctor Frasiska ".
" Ooh.. the brewok ", Mandala glimpsed at her son.
" Loh papa knows also to' ? ".
" Yes... Siska's doctor was a father who was one of the founders of Ars' International Hospital. And the Dipta doctor also worked at Ars. Oh yeah.. it was your mom's first love.he.he.he.. ".
" Walah. My mom didn't say ".
" Neither! ngawur! .. don't listen to your papa. Mama's only boyfriend is young master Mandala, who successfully framed me for life with her "
" Dear .. That first love doesn't have to be a boyfriend. Everyone deserves to have first love.... ", Mandala pinched his wife's cheek gently.
" Not that we love first since long ago..how can you bring the names of Dipta ?... .. continue 'Silent Night' you kemanakan ? ".
" Yes, too.... But you've had a crush on that brewok doctor, right ? ", the Mandala still did not want to give up.
" Halaaaah. After all my love stock you've mastered all ".
Haidar smiled slightly at the behavior of his parents. He was a little relieved because his beliefs were based. This love story of his father and mother is indeed powerful invincibility.
" But the Siska always looks so jealous of you huh." said Mandala again.
" That ... mba Siska only whose character is so from the past. Unwilling to compete, must the paliiiiiiiing everything ".
" Heeeem.yes, to force her husband so much to plunge into politics.. ".
" Ooh.... so that Dipta's om actually do not like to be a member of the board ? ". Haidar's question was answered with a nod from his parents.
" Is his son like his mother or his father ? ", Mandala asked again while looking at the son.
" Wisya ... he. serekukan, all by himself even though he is very responsible. Who's that like ? ".
" His father", the answer was compactly slid from the mouths of Mandala and Orlin.
" Ooooooh's... ". And Haidar sipped back his warm chocolate
" There's still rib soup, do you want to heat it up ? ".
" No Mah, thank you. Make breakfast tomorrow morning .... can you still do it ?. After this want to directly shower continue to sleep ".
" Okay son. Eh'.. handsome man who started gray hair.... remember!!!!! I'm waiting in the room, don't go back to work again ". Orlin turned to look at her husband who was also still engrossed in his warm chocolate.
" Good mistress boss.", Mandala grin.
Haidar giggled at the ridiculous behavior of his father and mother. The habit of being friendly and teasing each other like that, became an important note for Haidar. The young man had decided to behave the same, later if he was married.
" You're lying, aren't you ? ".
" Huh ?! ". Haidar stopped the small smile that accompanied his gaze on the mother's back. Now he looked at the serious face of his father who was looking with a sharp look.
" Even though your nature is your mother's dominant, but there is still a side of me that is also declining to you. It's free you lied..... ".
" He he he .. If you know me that well, you know why I should lie ".
" Beautiful woman just now ... ". Mandala again smiled a little, of course what she meant was Orlin.
" Yes, who made this warm chocolate ". Haidar again sipped his drink this time until it was gone unceremoniously.
" Pa... What was it before you, Mama had a love affair with the doctor Dipta ? ". Haidar asked seriously in a slow tone while leaning his body towards Mandala.
" No ... absolutely not. Even he wrapped his interest in Dipta very neatly. It's just..... ", the mandala looks doubtful. " A woman's jealousy. Especially if it combines with cunning and ambitious character ".
" I mean pah ? ", Haidar frowned with a clueless expression.
" Your mother was the youngest and brightest student in her class. Just like you and Rana are survivors of the acceleration program. He who is still a teenager is fascinated and interested in a good Pradipta and yes. Unfortunately the man did not have the same feeling, even Dipta already loved Siska at that time. Until finally they got married. but Siska who is also a classmate .. she knows that your mama's been interested in her husband ".
" Continue ... ", Pinta Haidar.
" Please ... The bruises were from their son or Siska's men ? ", Mandala actually cornered Haidar with her gut question.
" From their son.... ".
" You guys fighting over a girl ? ".
" Yes .. ah no .. ".
" Yes or no. ", Mandala's voice is slow but firm.
" No ... but exactly it was triggered with a girl. He must have misunderstood me. I hit first .. because she said, I'm the daughter of a relationship bully ".
" Oh. apparently still do not accept Siska that ".
" What is Pa? .. Can I know ?".
" Siska was ... maybe he had hoped that when he married Dipta who was also smart and talented, his life would be perfect. So many demands on her husband .. material and also her popularity. Basically, Dipta was a simple and very good person. He began to come to us to just tell stories to let go of the burden ".
" At first to your mother. But your situation-sensitive mama then dragged me along to listen, and it really benefited the real Creator. Because I can directly help him and also become an investor in the hospital that was established ".
" Continue..... Aunt Siska? .. why do you recite the mama who is not ".
" That is jealousy and jealousy which is derailing common sense ".
" What is your attitude ? "
" Your mother ... ", the Mandala smiled with a softness that suddenly switched to mastering her face and voice. " You know that the one I married was an angel . of course he just smiled and asked me to hold back. If he's been seducing me. .. I can what ".
The middle-aged man with a crown that began to look grayish because the white hair that began to run rampant emitted an aura full of love like a teenager. Haidar, who saw how his father bent his knee on his beloved woman, was unable to carve an amused smile. The young man chuckled, but his heart was engulfed in happiness.
" So how ? .. should your father intervene ? . It was the same mother and child.... ", Mandala whispered with a serious mimic.
" Ssttt.... trivial affairs like this, the lack of work is very sir President yes?... do not need ... enough I just ", Haidar also whispered. " There are still good people like Om Dipta that we must consider .. I think, there will be times when Wisya knows the previous one ".
" Wisya? ... oh their child ".
Haidar nodded and Mandala nodded as well.
" Are you sure you don't like that girl ? ", the Mandala looked at her son. " The girl who was the trigger earlier .... ".
" He ... is beautiful, smiling is very sweet, and also very smart. But.no side of my heart trembled with it. Mama ... such a thing is not love ".
" Oooh.... When will you fall in love ? ", Mandala asked solemnly.
" Ehmmm. when a girl comes up to me with a little smile, my heart starts pounding. He who looks at me only as a man, and the flickering of his eyes is enough to steal half my reasoning ..... ".
" Yes.... ". Mandala smiled looking at her laughing son.
And the atmosphere in the corner of the kitchen felt warmer that night. A man who has found his love is listening to the son's thoughts on how his love will be.
One day a girl will come to me .
His steps were light, his smile was beautiful to look at.
He walked over, and I saw thousands of golden-yellow petals rain down on his steps.
It is like a spring breeze that caresses warmly and fragrantly.
Like a yang yang tree that aborts its petals when it smiles
That's when my world will be poring over him
And I understand, he is the heart thief
.................
Across the dimensions of time and memory, on a small, warm plain. A woman was staring at a page on her computer screen. Yulia was pensively mature, she read it many times. As if there was some kind of miracle going on.
The message was sent through an electronic mail address of his small office. A message containing a notification letter. His initial guess was that it was a warning letter or something like that. It even took tens of minutes for the beautiful doctor to read it over and over again, as if unsure of what was plastered in front of him.
" How could it be like this .."., ", he muttered with a chaotic feeling.
' Tok. tok.. '.
The sound of a knock on the door was like an electric shock that made it crumble. Having managed to master the situation, Yulia fixed her seat. And take a deep breath to make himself more relaxed.
" Into ", he said later.
" Mother ... there is a doctor Wisya, permission to meet the mother ".
Deg!!!. just now he can master his own state of heart, suddenly having to go back to having a panic attack. Yulia looked at a staff member with a look of disbelief.
" Mom .. ", the girl again greeted with a puzzled look.
" Yes.yeah.please enter ".
And he entered the room like a substance with a high toxic force to Julia. Despite his presence by commenting on a friendly smile, it felt draining the air around this woman. Yulia felt stuffy and her tightly clenched hands trembled.
" Good morning Ms. Yulia" said that, that sounds so friendly. Without waiting to be invited, Wisya had entered first as if intentionally giving a pounding blow to Yulia.
Yulia's staff who delivered Wisya resigned from the room. Leaving two people entangled by a past that remains to be resolved. The two were silent for a moment looking at each other. The flow of time seemed to stop around them.
" You didn't let me sit down ? ", asked Wisya to melt the silence.
" Please ... sit ... ", Yulia was a little stammered. He prepared the man to sit in the guest chair, not in front of him.
Moments later both seem to have started sitting opposite in the guest chair with carvings typical of the city of Kartini. Wisya still did not fade her smile. While Yulia looked very alert and cautious.
" So ma'am .. I decided to come sooner one day. I have read that email, right ? ", wishya began the conversation.
" Yes .. and then ... ".
" I mean ... to find a place to live first. Three days a week here .. certainly not possible if I have to stay in the break room continue right... ? ".
" You can stay with Dr. Haidar. About twenty minutes from here. Office house here .. sorry I have occupied. But if you want to find a closer ... later to be helped by Mr. Lurah .... ".
" Enough Ma'am.just postesdes with Haidar's doctor. Oh yeah.. By the way where is Doctor Haidar ? ". Wisya interrupted quickly and diverted the conversation.
" Ehm.new there was mass circumcision in the village hall ". Reply Yulia quickly.
Then there was a long gap between the two. Then Wisya took out a file map and handed it to Yulia.
" This is my letter of assignment .... ".
Yulia received it slowly and opened the thin object containing a piece of paper that she had actually read to her also via email. But he decided to go back to reading the sheet. At least give the rumbling time of his feelings to ease up a little.
" Vishya.". ", finally the word was thrown in a cold tone, but that was how it was without further ado full of formality as before.
" Yes .. I listen to you Yulia ".
" Aren't you disturbing my life enough ? ".
The spark was unstoppable, Yulia was still enveloped by the pain of the past. And Wisya stared right at that pair of hooded eyes.
" I ... never meant that. I still love you .. as I used to ".
And Wisya remained unmoved staring at the woman who had become the queen in his heart. He prayed in silence, asking for an opportunity to embrace the queen's heart.