The Thorn in the Family

MAAF

“Waalaikumsalam Mas carefully”.

Thirty minutes later Tari was still waiting for her husband's return for dinner together. Several times ART at home called him to eat together, because his in-laws had been waiting at the dinner table since. Feeling bad made her in-laws wait too long finally Dance came down and joined to eat together there.

“Have eaten first Nduk, Randi just went away for a while there is a business that he must finish”, Mama orders by holding the hand of Dance as if to understand if he was agitated that night.

Dance began to reach for the plate in front of her, filling with the menu on the table, trying to enjoy the food that was there even though her mind guessed where the go mas Randi.

“So how laundry?”, Papa's voice broke the daydream of Tari eating from earlier with a blank stare and was reluctant to put her food in her mouth.

“Eh yes Pa, laundry is safe, more and more customers today for the price yesterday mas Randi suggests holding a promo every wash and iron more than ten kilos will get a discount of three thousand”.

Papa nodded as if agreeing with Randi's plan.

“We will also improve the service in the form of transfer and pick up clothes, to overcome this customer surge, mas Randi will add some labor part of taking and delivering tjo”.

“Good boy, you two are amazing. A very compatible couple together compact build business, his thinking is always covered with new things”, Praise Papa on Dance.

“Iya dong Pa, harmonious and role model once where beautiful and diligent as well. Whose son-in-law tried?”, now Mama added Papa's remarks.

“Jawab dong Tar”, Mother again throws her words.

“I have to answer what kind of ma'am?”, Tari smiled at her two in-laws is really very lucky to be part of this family who loves with all their heart.

They resumed eating dinner, with the feeling of Dance that had begun to improve because of the words of Mama Papa-in-law.

***

Hospital

Meanwhile, at the hospital Randi was bowed lethargic with a pale face and body shaking when he heard the words of the doctor in front of him.

“Candungan bu Roses are very weak, entering the age of seven weeks is very vulnerable should bu Roses rest completely at home or in the hospital for the next few days, he said, I will monitor its condition until it is completely stable”.

“I will also prescribe some vitamin booster content to bu Roses, and most importantly Bu Roses should not stress support from the family greatly help her mood improve and her fetal development”. Said the male doctor in front of him.

Randi did not budge, did not give the slightest answer to the explanation of the doctor also did not ask any questions about it. The corner of his eye condensed.

“Good doctor thank you, we excuse”, Rose replied to the doctor in front of her and pulled Randi's hand to take her out of the room.

Roses look at the face of Randi that is so difficult to understand, there is no feeling of happiness that perched on his face when he heard the first pregnancy of his second wife.

His mouth dared to open his voice amid the silence of the two of them who were sitting in the hospital hallway.

Chilly.

It was really cold that the hospital's night atmosphere was added to Randi's treatment of her which increasingly made the night gripping.

“You don't like mas I'm pregnant”, he said softly without daring to look at Randi's face, he prefers to lower his head and squeeze the letter.

Quiescent

Randi chose to be silent and not react.

"I'm talking to you. Do you not like the presence of this child?"

"I've got a kid"

“Just like it's my son too, with or without children , me and Tari are already more than happy Roses. So understand!”.

Randi got up from his seat and stepped out of the Rose.

The loud voice of the Rose again stopped Randi's steps.

“But this is your son Mas, your biological son. I'm also your wife I deserve the same affection as Dance. We are both your wives, our marriages are even religiously valid and witnessed by many", she said loudly and with tears that had broken.

Randi did not budge he only stopped his steps for a moment then continued back without turning around and cared for the Rose who was still roaring.

All the way to Randi's house crying. Crying regretting his actions that have deliberately menduakan Tari staring with a beautiful face of his wife displayed on the screen of his cellphone.

“Sorry..sorry..sorry......sayang”. A sentence that he unceasingly spoke.

Randi hugged himself, cursing his stupidity that acted so recklessly.

“Yes Allah how do I live my next life?”, he said in his heart, occasionally banging his chest was very painful.

“I am the one who betrays, I also feel pain, if the pain I feel is like this. So how will the pain that will be felt by Dari later when you know the facts?”. Randi came back crying once in a while slamming his head on the steering wheel of his car.

If everyone will be happy with the presence of their first baby, why not with Randi. Randi was filled with endless regret and guilt.

The dance....

The dance...

Only one name is in the heart of Randi at this time and until anytime will never be shifted and replaced with others.

***

Arriving at the house of Randi quickly wiped the remains of tears on his face. Trying to neutralize all the flavors. Pulling deeply the air around then exhaling violently. Randi made sure if his steps had calmed down did not shake.

Randi rushed to his room on the second floor without caring for his parents who were watching TV in the middle of the night room. There was no greeting made, he just passed through his parents.

Mama Papa just glanced with his mouth open, because not usually Randi acts this way on them.

In the room Randi quickly hugged his wife from behind quite tightly, at that time Tari was preparing to close their room curtains.

“Mas you why?”, ask Tar so gently.

“I miss you dear”, he replied by tightening his embrace on the waist of the wife.

“Did not we slalu every day with mas", Dari made confused with the attitude of her husband.

“I'm so tired baby, I miss you, I really miss you so much" he said with a sigh.He was still in the same position hugging Dance from behind and drowning her face there.

“Please promise me one thing dear to me”.

“What mas?”.

“Stay beside me with whatever will happen”.

Dancing is more confused for him with Randi's attitude like this.

"What the hell is not clear" Siss Tari asked.