The Tarnished Wife

My name is Manda

After traveling for three hours, Rara and Reza arrived at an apartment in the center of the city of flowers. Reza had deliberately bought the apartment for a stopover when he was in this city. Rara has also stayed several times in this apartment when accompanying her husband. However, Rara is always alone and a little bored, as Reza immediately leaves her for work.

Rara looked towards the wall clock, the new time showing at eleven o'clock. He was confused about what to do this afternoon. After a short break, he planned to go around the city and shop at a nearby mall. Coincidentally the mall is a fairly large mall in this city.

In the factory there is trouble, because there are some machines that are damaged so that production does not run as it should. Reza's company was heavily complained about by some clients who used his services.

Reza immediately called Kemal to ask for advice on the matter.

Dretc ... Dretc ... Dretc ...

Reza called his father to rest, because in Paris the sky was dark, only certain people were still outside and enjoying the night. While Kemal was in the room with his wife and just laid himself on the bed.

“Pa, your phone reads,” said Mirna who directly picked up her husband's phone. He also saw the name on the phone.

“Who?” tanya Kemal turned to the wife.just his eyes wanted to be closed.

“Reza,” replied Mirna and handed her the thing that was still ringing.

Kemal grabbed the phone from his wife's hand and lifted it.

“Halo.”

“Halo, Pa. Sorry Reza interfered.”

“What's up?” ask Kemal.

Without further ado, Reza immediately told the chronological problems in some of his factories, especially those in Bandung. Incidentally, both factories they have both suffered damage to the tools that usually work most often.

“Can Papa come here to help Reza?” ask the son.

“Can, but for tomorrow. Papa's got business with Marco. Papa leaves the day after, how?”

Reza knows that Marco is Zayn's real father.

“Yes, it's okay. The important thing Papa came, because Reza needs advice if you have to buy a new tool.”

“Ya .. yes, Papa I went there and helped you.”

“Thank you, Pa.”

Reza was there with a slight smile, he was finally able to solve this quite strange problem.

“Oh, yes greetings to Mama.”

“Yes, Want to talk to your mama?” ask Kemal.

“Not necessary, Pa. It's already night. Happy break.”

“Good.”

Shortly thereafter, Kemal terminated the call.

“So you're also going to Bandung?” Mirna asked, after Kemal put his phone on the nightstand and went back to laying down.

“Yes, it seems like the problem there was quite complicated until Reza asked me to come.”

“You don't leave with Zayn alone tomorrow?” ask Mirna again.

“No, tomorrow me and Marco have business. Only time I left.” Kemal tilted his body to face the wife who also tilted her body and faced her. “You stay here, no need to follow.”

Mirna nodded. “Yes, I also can't suddenly leave home and boutique.”

Kemal smiled and hugged his wife to sleep.

****

Still the same day, Rara had left the apartment to the Mall by taxi. Reza told him he was coming home tonight. Rara knew that the problem at the factory was quite serious.

Rara took a walk inside the Mall, because today is Saturday so the situation inside the Mall is quite crowded. He went into a very famous clothing store. The store was quite large and occupied several floors inside this Mall.

Rara picked out some clothes there and was about to turn to the fitting room to try out some clothes she liked.

Then, Rara entered one of the five-room fitting room rooms there. After putting clothes on, Rara opened the door. He saw the little boy in the corner there was sobbing softly.

“Mama ... Mom ..”

“Honey, cup cup .. later aunt find your mom yes.” Rara rubbed the boy's back to calm down.

Rara came out of the fitting room and met the sales promotion girl who stood at the nearest stand.

“Mba, inside the fittings room there is a small child. Looks like she's detached from her mother,” Rara said.

The SPG approached Rara. “Yeah, sorry I didn't hear, Bu.”

Though the stand was quite close to the fitting room earlier, but apparently SPG did not hear the cry of the little boy. indeed the fittings room looked quiet.

Suddenly some other SPG approached Rara who was still pushing the boy. The boy was no longer crying, he looked comfortable in Rara's arms.

“This is not a mother's child?” ask one of the SPG who approached him, because according to the SPG, this little boy had been following Rara.

“Oh, No, This is not my son. I didn't know this kid was following me,” Rara said.

“Yes, I saw the fitting mother into the fitting room, this child followed the mother in the back so I think she's a mother's child,” said SPG again.

Rara is more confused it turns out this child thinks he is the mother, maybe his posture with the mother of the child is the same, thought Rara.

“Then I take it to the information only,” said Rara again.

The three SPGs that roared Rara nodded.

Rara smiled as she held the boy who was probably around two years old. The little boy looked at Rara's face.

“We'll find your mother. Okay. Be patient!” Rara smiled and continued walking towards the information section of the mall.

The boy smiled.

“Eh, laugh,” says Rara. “ganteng really anyway, surely your parents are also cute.” Rara pinched the little boy's cheek. Seeing the face of a child in his arms reminds Rara of someone. Moreover, his eyes were like those of Reza.

Rara arrives at the information section and asks the officer to call the child's mother.

“Whose mother's name?” ask the officer at the table politely.

“Wah, I don't know either, Mba. His son also still can not be asked.”

Rara and the officer wearing the black blazer were confused. Because the child in Rara's arms is still too small.

“Whose name are you, baby?” rara asked the little boy with a smile.

But the little boy did not answer, only his head was still turned to the right and left. Suddenly, the little boy shouted.

“Mother ... “

A young woman looked over. “Noah.”

“Mother ..” The little boy roared his arms and the young woman ran towards the son.

“Oh, Noah. Mama looking for you.”

Rara immediately gave the child to her mother and they embraced. The young woman was unaware of the few people there who had helped her. He was too happy to have his son back. Nearly half an hour later, he searched for his missing son.

“This mother found your child,” said the officer who was originally going to speak on the loudspeaker about the characteristics of the child who was originally in Rara's sling.

“Oh, thank you very much mbak. I was careless, too busy shopping and not carrying my son.” The young woman turned to look at Rara and held Rara's hand. “Thank you very much, Ma'am. I already wanted to cry. I'm afraid my son didn't meet.”

Rara hugged the young woman's body, as the young woman looked trembling. Yeah, maybe Rara would be as panicked as that woman if she was in her position.

“Tenanglah, the important Noah has met,” sahut Rara mentioned the name of the boy who was called by his name by his mother.

The young woman received Rara's embrace. I don't know why Rara's embrace was so soothing in the midst of her panic.

Then, Rara and the woman relaxed the embrace.

“Whose name? Have we ever met? It's like I've seen you,” said Rara.

Yes, Rara had seen the young woman, but where and when? He also forgot.

“My name is Manda. Whose name is Mpa?”

“Cleopatra.” Rara and Manda shake hands. Then, Manda called Rara as Mama Cleo.