The Primadona

Chapter 11 Meet the Primadona

Meet The Primadona.

Seemed a row of incoming notifications, even some missed calls, during my phone was silent earlier in the cafe Among them from Neng Surtiyah, somehow suddenly this heart felt rustling. It felt so painful, when he saw the call from her.

I called him back immediately. Ah, sure enough, Ambu's health deteriorated again he advised me to immediately return to the village .

Without a second thought, I packed up and decided to leave in my personal car. Before I leave I have to say goodbye to Widya Chandra.

Tok .. tok .. tok!

Long time no response. I finally got back to knocking on the door, but there was no response. I finally tried to do it over and over again.

"Bid ... Widyah. Widyah! you're alive, right?!" I called out with high notation while continuously knocking on the door.

"Sir, Bum?!" Maybe Widya was confused by this arrival.

"Yes, Wid. This is your brother ...."

"Lho, How come?" Widya was aghast when the door was opened.

"I, want to say Wid ..." I explained with low notation.

"Huh. Where's brother going? It's still early, you know." Widya is astonished.

"Yes-- "

Widya was shocked when she opened the door and saw I was already with a different casual makeup. He looked furrowed his eyebrows while rubbing his eyes to resist drowsiness.

"You go home, Wid," I replied.

"Lho, what's the matter, brother?"

"Emak was sick, a friend told me how good I would be to go home first. The house is right, Wid," I explained

I say goodbye while leaving the keys to the house to her.

"Oh, yeah. Be careful on the road, my brother" he said, receiving the key from me.

"Yes-beg."

"Daa .. yes .. aa!" widya

"Here you go, get in there" I said

Widya waved her hand at me then went inside the house and locked the door.

I finally left Jakarta. The car continued to drive until it was not felt now that it had been down the streets of Bandung City. And finally, now it has been down the streets of the village that is quiet if morning because the average occupant goes to the fields.

Quite a lot of changes, as far as my eyes can see, the row of house buildings with the current model also looks solid standing. Especially if those with children go out like me.

Title .. tit.

I honked, looking Abah out of the house with a smile with a proud face, he approached my car parked in the front yard.

"Assalamualaikum, Abah--" I said shortly after getting out of the car.

"Waalaikum salam warahmatullahi." Abah replied with a trembling voice and immediately hugged me tightly.

I also hugged back the old body was full of affection and longing.Itsirat clear admiration for me. Abah observed this child from the tip of the foot to the tip of the hair.

Then, Abah was proud to gently wipe the bumper of this hard-working car. I watched her once in a while with my smile on her back, she smiled happily.

"Ah, Abah. That is so," my god as he stepped into the house leaving himself alone with admiration.

"Assalamualaikum ..." I said.

However, there was no answer and then I opened the curtains of the room door, it seemed that Ambu was asleep to not hear the greetings.

I approached and took a sitting position on the bed right next to him. I continued to look at the old face without disturbing his sleep. For a long time he finally woke up and immediately cried hysterically while hugging me tightly.

"Bu-bu-earth. Son of Ambu, this is not a dream?"

"Not dong's dream, Ambu. Yes, this is Bumi Respati handsome boy Ambu," I whispered in a quivering voice.

Then, I embrace his body to let it fall in a crib.

"Already dong, crying, and I'm back again, if still sad like this." I threatened him while wiping back the clear scroll reluctantly budged.

"Don't! Mah. Ambu is still missing, oruh," replied spoiled Ambu, smiling and re-splitting myself in my arms.

Abah came and opened the door curtain and sat down to join us, he packed my luggage from the trunk of the car.

"All that, Abah?" my many.

"Here you go" replied Abah.

Then Abah began to tell at length that Ambu was sick because he was holding a very longing for me. But they refuse to tell. Afraid that I wouldn't have the money to go home if I was told this.

Immediately Ambu immediately excited and healthy then deftly he immediately move in the kitchen, cook a special menu for me.

Neng Surtiyah also came after I informed him that I was in the village at this time.

He did not believe it and just went to the house. Finally we told him at length, much he had hidden from me all this time, about Neng Bianca.

All for the sake of tranquility in the region is their assumption. Ah, it feels like this heart is beating fast and even irregular breathing holds the inner turmoil, as one by one Surtiyah starts to tell everything.

"I'll say yes, brother."

Neng Surtiyah said goodbye because her husband told her that her son was fussy. Time passed by, he was married and had a child.

"Yes, Neng. Thank you for your help all this time," I said

Then I drove him to the front door.

"Sama-sama, I'm mah, happy that finally Kak Bumi was successful like this," he said as he stepped away.

It looks like Ambu was caught while carrying the package he will give to Neng Surtiyah. I called him to return, finally Neng Surtiyah received the souvenirs I brought earlier.

Ambu deliberately distributed to neighbors and snacks colleagues who I deliberately bought in large quantities.

After nightfall, I decided to go to Neng Sutiyah's house, to meet Neng Bianca . Because he just sent a message that Neng Bianca wants to see me.

On foot I walked down the village road breaking the silence of the night. Finally arrived, it seemed that Neng Bianca had sat on the terrace accompanied by Neng Sutiyah and her husband. They also welcomed my arrival by shaking hands and for a moment chatting lightly astray then Surtiyah and her husband were happy to enter. Maybe to give us space to talk.

Neng Bianca bowed lethargicly, she did not dare to look into my eyeballs which implied a deep sense of disappointment.

Bianca has reneged on the promise of faithful waiting and waiting until whenever I return successfully.

"Huh! Huff ...."

I sighed violently and threw it away, then dropped the bitter-tasting cigarette buttocks sucked into the esophagus. Then I stepped on it with anger.

Neng Bianca was afraid of the look on her face, and then I tried to start the conversation.

"You, liar!" this snatch is full of wrath.

"Ma-ma-forgive me, me" she asked.

"Who doesn't keep his promises, huh!"

How not he had been able to refuse the match at that time but now he actually received a proposal of my own best friend, without telling me first.

To be honest, even though I never had direct contact with him while in Jakarta, but the sketch of his face still holds tight in the deepest corner of my heart.

My love for her is as sincere and holy as ever. That is why the occasional fertilizer does not wither before it is reunited and united.

It was all just broken communication. Indeed we lack communication, because Bianca is not allowed to contact me by Haji Romli his parents, even when I tried to contact him always nil, because Haji Romli who received a phone call from me, until finally I was tired and never once again to try to reach him again.

Meanwhile, the more complicated Bianca is no longer allowed to visit the house of Neng Surtiyah. Of course, communication was automatically interrupted since then and for a long time.

"Ma-ma-forgive me, I'm A'a ..." she asked again.

Bianca tried to grab my finger, but soon tepis, because it hurt so much to be betrayed by a woman who became a dream.

A clear roll slowly passed through his cheek as I decided to leave and leave him alone and did not give a pause for him to explain again.

For I do not need an explanation, but the evidence that has come true he has betrayed, reneged on the promise to faithfully wait for success and returned home to ask for help and unite love in a household heresy.