
'Ah shit! Mama gave too much wind oil. My fault, why forget to tell him, Rizky's inner.
"Papa ..kok Rizky has not been aware of it, Pa?" ask Gita to her husband.
Another case with Gita who looks anxious, Thunder is so relaxed. He was holding Rizky's hand.
"Maybe he should be near Nella, ma'am. Let Rizky quickly wake up," said Sofyan. He invites Nella to get closer to Rizky.
Thunder immediately rose from his seat and asked the son-in-law to sit down. Nella is like a doll, she obeys all the words of Sofyan. Going from there, it was hard. It was like being in Sofyan's hands.
"Rizky, wake. Look who's here. Said you missed Nella." Sofyan is acting.
He pulls Nella's hand to touch Rizky's back. Nella was about to pull her hand back. However, there was Sofyan's hand that seemed to be their adhesive.
Rizky, who could not stand the heat of the wind oil, was forced to blink her eyes slowly. Though, his intention wanted to faint until night.
"Where am I? Why is it so hot?" rizky asked in a weak voice. He rubbed his forehead which was still wet from wind oil.
The eyes of Gita and Thunder immediately sparkled, seeing the child was conscious.
"Rizkiy? Is anyone sick?" ask Gita while cupping both cheeks Rizky blue. The touch of Gita's hand felt rough, Rizky was grimacing in pain. "Ah, forgive Mama." Gita thundered her hands off the child's face.
"How could you be robbed? How did it happen?" ask Thunder.
"I want to go to the bathroom first, my body is so hot."
Sofyan and Thunder instantly helped Rizky who was about to lift her body to get up.
"To the bathroom what do you want, anyway?" ask Gita worriedly.
"I'm gonna wash my face."
"Don't, your face has just been treated," prevent Gita when Rizky was just about to get off the bed. Rizky's hand was still holding Nella's hand since she woke up from fainting.
"But my forehead is so hot, Ma. My stomach, neck, legs and hands. I want to wash everything."
"Mama gave too much wind oil to Rizky as she did" Thunder guessed.
"It's okay, wind oil is medicine. You don't have to wash it either. Later also the heat is gone," Gita argued while forcibly pressing Rizky's body, until the man lay back down.
"You haven't answered Papa and Mama's questions. Who robbed you? Do you know the guy? Papa's gonna call the police!" Thunder asked him a few questions. Rizky herself bungled to give an answer what. However, his eyes were still fixed on Nella who was both looking at him.
'What is the reason? I want to see Nella pity me. I don't want him to go, ' Inner Rizky.
"It's bad!" Gita patted Rizky on the shoulder until her son gasped.
"Ah that. I was going to the office this morning by taxi, because my car went into the garage. Keep fit on the road .. his taxi car ran out of gas. I got out of the car, then suddenly there was a big tall person coming straight non-jok," Rizky explained.
"Those three men and those two held my arm, Pa. The other one took my wallet and my phone. I tried to fight back, but they just beat me up like this" Rizky said with as much expression as possible.
"Great pity on you, Riz. It's a good thing they didn't hurt you" Sofyan said, stroking Rizky's head. The hue of grief was revealed on his face.
"You remember their faces? Are we going to the police station?" ask Thunder.
Rizky shook her head faintly. "I don't remember their faces" he replied.
Ceklek~
There was the sound of a door handle, someone opened it and entered. All of them who were inside dropped their eyes on him. That person is Angga. He came with two bodyguards with Nella.
The hand was immediately removed by Nella. Then he got up from sitting. His move that was about to approach the Grandfather was immediately prevented by Sofyan. The man held his hand.
"From today on, you stay with Papa again" said Sofyan, who seemed unwilling to leave her again. He already knows the intention of Angga coming here, would want to bring Nella.
Angga wants to make a sound. But not because Rizky said, "Thank you Opa wants to see me."
Just stale, Rizky saw his grandfather-in-law's face was so cold. The glance of his eyes earlier when he saw her was truly cynical.
"Who wants to see you? Opa wants to fetch Nella home," she replied with a deep smile.
"Pak Angga, take Rizky with you. Let them stay together." Gita walked up to the middle-aged man. Genuine in his heart, he was furious with her. But he still tried to be calm. His smile was clearly drawn on his face, although it looked forced.
"Why should I take Rizky? I just want to take Nella home." Angga pulls Nella's arm until it is released from Sofyan. He hugged the grandson's shoulder.
"Papa ..did Papa not see Rizky's condition?" Sofyan pointed at Rizky's grim and battered face. The man looks so clear. "Pity him, when Papa could have separated him from Nella? She needs Nella."
"He was just battered, treated as well healed. Didn't my mom and dad get it?" ask Angga with a ketus.
"Nella, Nella." Gita touches his daughter-in-law's hand, just as Nella is about to step up. "Mama knows, you did want to divorce Rizky. But for now .. please stay with Rizky, until you meet at the trial table." Gita's voice was begging. He should how. Forcing it also feels like it can't. Perhaps with Nella willing to stay again with Rizky, the woman could change her mind and not ask for a divorce.
"Did Mama support me and Nella get divorced?" ask Rizky. He was shocked to hear the mother's request to Nella, who seemed to support his wife to divorce him. Deep down in Rizky's heart the deepest—ia does not want a divorce. She wants to live with Nella forever. "I don't want to divorce Nella, Ma."
Gita turned to Rizky, her eyes so sad. "Mama doesn't want to either. But ... Mama tangent, Riz." After looking at Rizky, Gita turned to look into Nella's eyes. "Nella Darling ... Mama won't force you to love Rizky, because I'm sure it's impossible. You also don't have to drop your divorce lawsuit." Not felt, Gita's tears glistened, flowing wet both cheeks. His chest rumbled, he could not imagine how sad it would be if the divorce happened. "But Mama please .. take Rizky with you. Mama wants you to live together until the day the trial comes."
Nella quickly rubbed her in-laws cheek. He could not bear to see Gita to cry like that.
Though Gita sucks sometimes, Nella admits it. He is a good in-law. His tone of voice alone when talking to him was always gentle. It was even softer than her tone of speech to Rizky.
"Please be with you, dear," pinta Gita returned.
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