The Thorn in the Family

Meeting of Randi and Dance 2

“Assalamualaikum” the voice of a gentle and seducing woman sounded echoed to fill the room. He quickly opened the door to Risma's room without burden. His face

it looks calmer than before. He still did not realize that there were many people in the room.

Degs...

Heart Dance felt like stopping right then and there. He can't lie anyway

his heart, if he is still so nervous and shocked when it comes to dealing with the figure that once gave him first.

“Waalaikumsalam” answer everyone in the room.

Randi undoes his intention to step up. Suddenly his feet felt powerless. His eyes looked at the long-invisible figure of the woman. The face of the woman who had made him crazy these few years. The same thing was felt by Ms. Srining, she stared at Dari without blinking. His head is down

many times, his lips twitched like there was a lot to say.

The silence and awkwardness filled the room again. Even though there is in that room

a lot of people, but I don't know why it feels lonely like uninhabited. Everyone chooses to shut up with their own thoughts.

“Tari” Say Randi without sound. Both are still shocked by this meeting, although both also know if in the near future they will certainly be met by circumstances.

For a moment, they looked at each other in silence. After more than three

years of not meeting and not having any news. They finally returned to meet

in this kind of situation. The longing that Randi felt was already mounting, overflowing and ready to explode. The feelings of both are mixed.

As powerful as Dari held his legs, so as not to relax at that time. He tried to be calm even though his chest was rumbling violently. One family that he did not want to meet, in fact again showed its existence.

Three years apart, three years trying to figure it out. Three years of trying to rediscover his love. Make Randi absolutely can not move on. Sure enough, the man failed to move on from his ex-wife. The woman who is in front of him. Farewell due to forced circumstances, making his love never fade despite inedible time and age.

Their mouths moved but they made no sound, trying to utter a word

the word though feels silly. Silent, the atmosphere was still very quiet. Even time seems to slow down. Dance is still in the doorway, while Randi is still on the side of Risma's bed, but has stood up and faced the exit. The two are reluctant to step on each other.

“It is better to take your Mama to rest first, she needs time to rest” Bu Marni's voice breaks the silence in their anatar in the room. He spoke in a cold tone and tended to sniff. Can not be lied to, if Miss Marni does not like the conditions and situations

this kind.

A few seconds later, Dari regained consciousness in her daydream. He approached Ms. Srining, immediately,

kissed anita's hand with reverence. Like Dari, still treat her with respect. Although it can not be denied his breath up and down when having to face back with someone who has been

get rid of it in life first.

“How are you doing Ma?” he asked while looking down to align himself with laan

prating.

Ms. Srining couldn't make any more noise, she just nodded her head and stroked

soft hands of his ex-daughter-in-law.

“Tar, let Bu Srining return. He should rest since he was here. Poor thing

he must be tired” Mother's word later. Indeed, he did not want the child to kiss back the hands of his former parents-in-law, even though he himself had taught to do good to his fellow men.

Randi who realized his presence was not expected by Miss Marni immediately smiled.

“I'm sorry, but I will come back here later” permission which then did not get a reply from anyone who was there.

Randi with all the happy feelings mixed with sadness began to leave the room

hospitalization of Risma for a moment. Her heart was busy stringing words to talk to Dance after this.

Dance began to step back into Risma's room, she brought a blue Tote bag and

some plastic in his hand. Calmly put the plastic bag

it's in a drawer next to Risma's room. According to the order of the child

who asked to bring her favorite light snack. He also brought coffee to eliminate the whack fatigue.

“Bu it's night, I'd better rest first. Let me take care of Risma here. I had ordered an ojek, and he was waiting in front of” he smiled at his mother. It was like saying he was okay that night.

“But Tar?” Miss Marni squeezed her fingers restlessly, she was the one who was most worried in their meeting today.

Dance's hand, outstretched touching Miss Marni's shoulder, she hugged from behind and showed

feeling spoiled like a child in general.

“Bu, relax I'm an adult. I'm much better than before. My heart has already

no longer as fragile as first”

“Are you sure?”

Dance chose to nod her head.

“Bome home Bu rest, I don't want if mom is also sick later”

“Hah, okay. Promise me one thing if they hurt you back you have to fight”

“Siap”

Miss Marni quickly left Risma's ward, she stepped in with doubt and

anxieties.

“Be careful nek” Risma waved her hand as the middle-aged woman left the room..

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Three hours later.

Time shows at nine o'clock. Dance just closed the last sheet of the book

the story it carries. Tonight Risma wants to read Cinderella's story. The little girl closed her eyes. With enough painstaking dance justifies the blanket of the child. Briefly kiss her forehead before tidying up some of the books scattered on her son's bed.

“Can I log in?”

It felt like those words were eager to slide out of his mouth.