The Woman Behind The Scenes

Chapter 31 - Getting Started Again

Not much happened after Cecil returned home. Fortunately, he immediately finds a new employer, thanks to Dara's help. About the secret he heard from Cecil ... Dara still held her tongue. In this type of situation, it will be a big problem.

It's like he's trained. Know what and when to do something. Moreover, he realized, this time his tears did not drip at all. A little jumbled, between feeling affection for her husband that shows a romantic side, and also sometimes furious to remember what Cecil said.

The smell of the cheap colon he smelled that night was so evident in his memory. She also remembers grumbling to Tomi about the fragrance, and her husband said her kiss was probably very sensitive when she was pregnant.

“All your perfumes, already brought?”

“Have ... It's all ... Don't miss it, the smell is all good and quite expensive ..” replied Dara to her husband who was busy back and forth carrying their luggage to the car.

“Iya expensive, yes. I like the fragrance ..” timpal Tomi.

“You like? What if I later in Indonesia use the colon-colon that is sold in the supermarket?”

Tomi laughed welcoming his wife's question.

“That smell? After a few hours it will turn into a fragrant alcohol that is forced to mix with other fragrant culprits. Like a used shirt all day and then damp. Haha. You want to smell like that, baby?” still with his laughter, Tomi asked back to his wife.

“Do you like with such a fragrance?” dara replied with a serious look, and instantly stopped the laughter from Tomi. Tomi curled her clumsy little smile.

“Hahaha I'm kidding, baby! Where might I want to change perfume,” Dara melted her husband's clumsiness with her laugh.

Tomi embraced his wife, and anxiously pinched her cheek.

“Come. Kio's been with security downstairs for a long time. Some friends have been waiting too. “ invite Tomi.

Dara last looked around the apartment. The place they stayed for quite a long time, raising Kio and undergoing all the fatigue, and occasionally being happy. Her tears seeped, but with a big smile. They walked away from the empty unit, with only a few pieces of furniture left to the officers there.

“Hai, Ra! Uh! Sad ...” Dara was surprised by the sound. Some of his coworkers were there. They came to give farewell, because most of them decided to accept severance and remain in the country.

“Thank you, yes. You guys have been good friends all along. Aunty, good uncle also for Kio.” Dara shrieked, and hugged one by one the friends. They stood together, took photos together, and drove the little family into the car. Some of his friends, had been waiting at the airport, and would meet there.

This time, Dara really enjoyed what she saw along the way. Four years is short. Not as long as he imagined. Everything was passing so fast, as if the wheels on the car were traveling at speeds beyond the limits of the world.

Dara could see the magnificent airport that was before her eyes. Here, they will be separated from the Philippines.

“From!” someone waved a hand. Friends hanging out Tomi apparently. One of them was holding a box, filled with sushi.

“This, eat first while we chat inside. Yuk, Tom!” they invited the family, and helped with the many innates that came along. Dara smiled, mixed happily and had to get warm hugs. These men had witnessed her husband's abominations several times, and they had treated him well.

They dissolve in chatter, while Kio sleeps soundly in her baby carriage.

“Ra ... Be careful there, yeah. Are you living on this island of Java for the first time? Careful. Where to take husband,”

“Iya kak” briefly replied to one of Tomi's friends.

“Still yes, Dar. Often cook for us if you hang out at your place. Best Dara cuisine ..” timpal one of the others.

Cook it? Ja. For several years in her husband's habit of drinking alcohol, Dara often became an impromptu cook.

Tomi gives a last hug to the friends, then takes his wife and child to the waiting room of the plane.

The sadness was easily dissipated as the plane began to traverse the sky, with a vast ocean beneath. Sometimes Kio wakes up to look down with his mother. The woman occasionally explained where they were going and what was going to happen.

“Then who picked up there?” dara asked her husband who was watching a broadcast on TV in front of her eyes.

“Haris. With his girlfriend. You've never met. Name's Ana. They have been dating for a long time,” said Tomi, while removing the headphones.

Dara nodded, then closed her eyes again hoping to arrive in Bandung soon. He heard a lot about Bandung. The air is cool, the city with many young people, and its unique architecture. He is an adaptable person anywhere, so maybe this decision is not so bad for him.

After a few hours of flying, the pilot carrying the plane finally gave the crew a warning for landing. Dara corrected her son's sitting position. The landing was smooth, and sure enough, the weather was so cool as he stepped out of the plane towards the terminal.

After picking up their luggage, a car stopped. Haris looked down, with an arch of her smile, greeted her sister-in-law, and gave her brother a hug. They will head to the hotel that was booked long before.

The lush green trees along the way, made Kio and Dara amazed. They don't have much to do with the driver and Tomi, and Haris. Just being busy watching the green trees and enjoying the fresh air coming in from the window alone, was enough.

The hotel looked simple, not as grand as other hotels that Dara had stopped by. But interestingly, dozens of pots planted with strawberries, flourished there, and Kio was immediately interested in approaching the fruits.

“Welcome to Bandung, darling ... How, fresh right?” Tomi embraces his wife who is accompanying Kio to see the plants in the hotel yard.

“Iya. Refreshed. I like the air. The city is beautiful.” Dara replied, breathing as much air as she could.