The Soulmate Does Not Run Where

The Kerok Biang

"Hisk, this Mas is all there is. Cups!" Kayra instantly kissed her husband's forehead at a glance.

"Kok, that's all, '" David protested lethargicly.

"It's-it's-it's, not yet!" point David on both his cheeks and lips.

"Ih, what the hell, Mom! The cup! The cup! Cups!" Kayra immediately kissed the parts her husband asked with a shy smile.

"Uh, if this is what it feels like Mas just want to do it," David's seductive smile flirtatious.

"Hisk, don't start! It's noon already," said Kayra smiling anxiously.

"Hey, not Mas loh who started. Kan, you're the one who started to make the soul of maleness Mas rise," David's seductive smile flirtatious. He nosed Kayra's nose.

"Mas, it's noon," commemorate Kayra again with an amused smile.

"Dear, I know that already. If it's still night, it's impossible to get ready to go to work. Surely Mas is ready to fight in bed just like you were last night," whispered David smiling flirtatiously.

"Mas!" kayra shouted loudly enough to rebuke her increasingly ignorant husband.

"Yes-yes." David moved away from Kayra's ears.

"Now for this father hero don't be fussy often, huh? Pity the same mother who had to bother to silence this hero of father." David kissed Davin's puffed cheek while smiling anxiously.

"Yes already. Mas, go first! Remember the door is locked! Do not open if an unknown person visits the house. We are new here. So, do not really understand the same people who are good or even mean to our same," David's message smiled warmly.

"Yes, Mas. Be careful on the road too! Don't drive around with the bike!" kayra's message is changed.

"Of course my beloved wife. Hye!" David waved his hand with a warm smile.

"Bye!" his wife and daughter smiled.

David stepped closer to the bike and immediately hung on the bike. He immediately started the engine. Then, slowly propel the motor. Kaysa and Kayra continued to stare at David's motorbike until it was completely out of sight.

"Well, we go inside" Kayra smiled. His hand held Kaysa's tiny hand.

"Yuk" said Kaysa.

They both immediately entered the house. Do not forget to close and lock the door according to David's message earlier.

Now David's motorbike has arrived near the red light. He paused for a moment to obey the traffic signs. Unexpectedly, there was a pair of eyes inside the car from the same direction constantly lurking at him. The position of the car was located behind another car, so David was not aware of its presence.

"Huh, finally, we can meet too, Baby? It seems like God is supporting me. I'd better follow you. If you already know for sure where you live it will be easy to design the plan," muttered Nayla smiled cunningly.

Far enough, Nayla trailed David's bike. Finally, David put a penny lamp to the right of the road because he would bend to the front of the workshop bearing Samsul's name.

"God, how dare they lie to me all this time. They said David doesn't work here anymore" Nayla said.

A few days ago, he took the time to stop by Mr. Samsul's workshop to change his car oil while wondering about David. Those who worked there lied to him saying that David had never worked there since he quit.

"Huh, it turns out that David really wanted to eliminate traces of me. Just look at you David .. I'll make your wife and children's lives suffer even more when you're gone" murmured Nayla with a sly smile. He sped up the speed of his car so David wouldn't see it. He deliberately overtakes the car in front of him. Then, hurry away from the location.

***

At the Damar residence, Mother was sitting while daydreaming on the dining table chair. He waited for Damar to come out of his room. He kept thinking about the figure of his grandson who disappeared out of nowhere. The last time she met him was before Kayra was allowed to go home.

Dizzy thinking about Damar's departure, he forgot to ask for Kayra or David's address or phone number. So, he had completely lost track of them.

Not to mention the reproach of the neighbors when meeting him at a weekly arisan event. They questioned the whereabouts of her grandson. During Kayla's burial, they had never seen her granddaughter at all until this second. Of course it added a burden to his mind.

"Ehem, what's the daydreaming about? How, seriously?" hello Damar who was present. He's neat and fragrant. The hue of his face was already glowing unlike when he just woke up earlier.

"Eh, are you here, son? Let's eat breakfast," Mother said with a sweet smile.

"Ready, Mom!" Damar began to put some kind of food on his plate.

"By the way, what's this mother doing? Don't tell me you're still daydreaming about your late father? Remember Mom, rather than being daydreamed .. It is better to pray that Daddy's spirit is calm in nature there," said Damar looking at his mother with a smile.

"Nope ... I no longer dream of my late father. I was thinking," lied his mother Damar smiled faintly.

"What else do you think? How, so seriously?" asked Damar smiling with anxiety.

"Of course I'm thinking about the future of this widowed mother's son" lied his mother Damar chuckled.

"Hisk, what the hell is this mom? My wife's grave has not dried up already thinking about my future," sewot Damar smiled anxiously.

"It doesn't matter, dong! Kan, if you get married again quickly ... Mom is soon there to accompany at home. If you wait for your wife's grave to completely dry up that there is a lonely mother mulu," ledek mother Damar chuckled amusedly.

"Hisk, this mother don't be so dong! Kan, there is Mbok Nem at home who accompanies Mom if I work. What will people say if I haven't been married yet? Where is this image of your son?" obviously Damar was trying to make his mother understand the situation.

"Hem, all right, I understand now. Only the neighbors on nanyain kok baby who said her son Kayla same you never invited to this house. Time just released on its twin? They said that you and I didn't want to see the progress" said Damar's mother.

"Hem, why don't you tell them that the baby's coming after her mother died. That way surely they will not be fussy again asking things that are not important," explained Damar immediately upset. He doesn't like it when his mom talks about the kid again with him.

"Jeez Damar! Please take care of my son, if you speak! Remember speech is prayer! You can talk like that because you haven't seen him at all. I'm sure if you just see it once .. Your heart will melt and even be fragile if you remember these spicy words," replied his mother Damar sobbing. Tight chest. His heart ached and hurt to feel the speech of his son who was always not good in his own flesh and blood.