The Untouched Heart

Chapter 138 - New Friends

I invited Liando to lunch before returning home, he said. I asked him to look after Dira while I was calming Hadi in his room. My daughter ate with him in the dining room cheerfully.

When I entered the room, Hadi had already changed his clothes and was still crying. I sat down on the edge of the bed and lifted it into my lap. She was crying in my chest. I stroked her back to help her stop crying.

“You hungry?” askaku. He's nodding. “You eat now?” He shook his head slowly.

Something happened at his school. I can already guess this must have something to do with me and the news that is going viral. She was a child, five years old and had to cry because of someone else? What's on those people's minds? I wish only the parents of the students were being mean to him, not the teachers or the school staff.

“Railway, tut tut tut tut …. Who's gonna come along? To Bandung-Surabaya. You can ride for free. Come on, my friend, let's go. My train didn't stop long. Tut tuuut ..” I sang that song which was followed by her gelatinous laughter.

“On Sunday I followed Dad into town. Ride the special delman I sat in the face. I sat next to the driver who was at work. Handling horses so that the road is good. Tuk-tik-tik-tuk. Tick-tak-tik-tuk. Tik-tak-tik-tuk …. Tuk-tik-tik-tuk. Tik-tak sound horseshoes.” Dira immediately entered the room and laughed hearing me sing. “Tuk-tik-tik-tuk. Tick-tak-tik-tuk. Tik-tak-tik-tuk …. Tuk-tik-tik-tuk. Tik-tak sound horseshoes.”

“Mama! Mama! Again!” pinta Dira happy. I lifted her up to sit by my side on the bed, then sang the song back. Dira clapped his hands happily and they sang along with me. Seeing that Hadi was getting better, I took them to the dining room.

Liando said goodbye, I thank him. Hadi was enjoying his meal, so I drove Liando to the door to ask him what happened. She doesn't know much, only sees Hadi coming out of school with a sad face, then cries when he's in the car. But not to answer the question.

“Good. I'll find out what happens tomorrow. My regards to all the workers at home.”

“Good, Mistress.”

After lunch, children watch the broadcast for their age which is on television. I can continue my writing for a moment. I occasionally glanced at Hadi. He had laughed again with his sister whenever there was a funny scene in the movie they were watching.

I glanced towards Ara who was sitting casually by Dira's side on the sofa. It was late in the afternoon, they could not just watch until Hendra came home. But when we got out of the apartment, I wasn't sure the atmosphere was safe enough for us. What if a reporter sees us?

“Liando, how are things outside the apartment? Did you see any reporters earlier?” ask him over the phone.

“Nihil, Mistress. They are just crowding in the home and office of Mr.” he replied.

“Do you think it will be safe for me to take the children to the park near the apartment?” ask slowly so that the children do not listen. I don't want to give them false hope.

“Do I need to come there, Mistress?” tanyakanya.

“No, no. We'll just walk,” reject me. The distance from home to apartment is not close. Soon it'll be time to get home from work, he'll take longer.

“But Mr forbid Madam from traveling without me.” Ah, right too.

“Nothing will happen. I'll ask one of the security guards to accompany us. Don'worry. Hendra won't be mad at you.”

I know Liando is still worried, but I can't continue to be afraid of going anywhere. Vivaldo or that reporter can't take my freedom. I invited the kids to go to the park, and they cheered.

We wear sneakers to make walking and playing easier. I put a chain on Ara's necklace and advised her to obey me or she would never go out with us again. He answered only with a salakan and a flick of his tail.

“Ma, the Colin.” Hadi pointed in the direction in front of us. “Colinn!!”

I let go of her hand and let her run up to the child who fit her image. Brown-haired and I'm sure his eyes are blue. He was standing near a tall man with the same hair color.

“Hai, Hadi!” greet the boy kindly. They talk about things cheerfully in English. Heard from his accent, the boy must have come from America. I smiled at the man I was sure was his father.

“Hai!” greet the man kindly. He extended his hand. “You must be Zahara. Wife Hendra.” I could only stare at his hand, remembering that my husband would not like it if I shook his hand.

“I'm sorry. Hendra doesn't allow me to come into contact with another man.” I put on a disinclined face. She laughs.

“Iya, yes. I forget. My name is Wilbur Lewis.” He looked towards Dira. “Hai, Dira.” My daughter returned her greeting. “Are you guys living here? I haven't seen Hendra and the kids since we first met them.”

“Iya. For a while.”

“Mama, I played there with Colin, huh?” ask Hadi while pointing towards the children's game located in the middle of the park. I condoned. Ara followed him and Colin.

“What is this because of the news about you on television?” tanyanya slow. I closed my eyes. I would love to be in a place where no one recognizes me because of the news. “Ah, forgive me. I didn't mean to ...”

“It's okay. Yes, that reason. Our house is filled with reporters.” I did not take my eyes off Hadi. No one looked at him strangely. Good though.

“Wow. I know that Hendra is a businessman but I didn't know that he had a lot of enemies out there who wanted to take him down.” He invited me to approach a safe swing for Dira. I sat him down and he loved it. I pushed him slowly, Dira laughed happily.

“Everyone has an enemy, Wilbur.”

“Wills. Call me Will,” he said smilingly looking at my confused expression.

“Ah, yes. Will.”

“Hopefully your problems can be resolved soon,” he said sincerely. I thank him. “May you also be strong against it. Hendra seems like a good guy. You guys must be happy to be back together to live again.”

This man was very kind, it was fitting that Hendra befriended him and allowed Hadi to be close to his son. From the first moment he spoke, he did not say anything bad to me. With a happy face, she recounts her first experience meeting Hendra.

I could already imagine her cold and arrogant face when Will described the first impression of their meeting. He is so to others. I don't know why love can change him, even down to his facial expression. But only when I'm with him or when I'm by his side. Beyond that, he returned to being an arrogant Hendra.

“Again, Ma! Again!” dira Pinta. Without me noticing, I stopped pushing her swing. I gave her another boost and she laughed happily again.

Will looked behind me, then his facial expression changed. What is he looking at? I turned my head but before moving my head, someone hugged me tightly from behind. What the fuck?