Two Rings

The Unplanned Night

Dion returned to his house, not expecting rain to fall. Dion ran small towards the porch of the house, today he looked so exhausted.

Dion entered the house, and walked towards his room. He immediately cleaned himself, changing his clothes that already felt sticky on his body.

Finished cleaning up, Dion intends to head for the kitchen. His body needs a warm drink, he asked Bi Ai to make him a warm sweet tea.

"This is the tea Den" said Bi Ai while offering a glass of warm tea to Dion.

"Thank you, Bi." Dion received the glass, and gulped it down slowly.

"Non how's jasmine, Den? Is there any news?" Ask Bi Ai.

Dion put the glass he was holding onto the table, "alhamdulillah, Melati is at her parents' house, Bi."

Bi Ai sighed in relief, "thankfully then. Emm, if you'll know what's the matter, Den?" Ask Bi Ai.

Dion fell silent, "Delati knows everything, Bi. She was shocked to hear she couldn't get pregnant anymore" Dion said.

Bi Ai was surprised, she was very well aware of Melati's current feelings.

"Geez, what a pity Non Melati. Where does Non Melati know all that, Den?" Ask Bi Ai again.

Dion took a rough breath, regretting what had happened so Melati knew everything.

"That's because Rissa didn't hinder Melati from coming to the hospital of her choice! If only he had read a message from me," Dion said in a slightly irritated tone.

Bi Ai tried to mediate, nor did she want Rissa to be blamed in this situation.

"Den, I don't think this is Non Rissa's fault. Because gradually Non Melati will also definitely know, somehow, all will definitely be revealed as well." Bi Ai tried to explain.

Dion was stunned, what Bi Ai said was indeed true. He also felt guilty for being rude to Rissa, even snapping at her many times.

Suddenly, Dion remembered Rissa, he was circulating his eyes looking for her second wife.

"By the way, where's Rissa going?" Ask Dion.

Bi Ai frowned, "Auntie hasn't seen Non Rissa since, Den. Aunty thinks Nok Rissa is with Den Dion" Bi Ai said.

Dion is aghast, and he leaves his place and intends to contact Rissa.

Dion called Rissa several times, but there was no answer. Dion panicked again, he got out of his room while trying to call his wife.

When Dion was about to pass through the living room, he overheard a cell phone ringing from the direction of Rissa's room.

Dion walked into his second wife's room, and he clucked when he saw Rissa's cell phone lying on the bed.

"Astagfirulloh, Rissa doesn't have a cell phone."

Dion stared at the window of Rissa's room, the rain was still pouring down.

Dion comes out of Rissa's room, intending to find his wife.

Dion immediately put on his jacket, and took his car keys.

His steps stopped, when he opened the door of his house. He was surprised to see Rissa who was now standing in front of him, her clothes soaked. Rissa looked cold, even her lips seemed to have turned blue.

"Sa, why is it soaking wet like this?" Dion asked, holding his wife's bagu.

"Mas, I'm sorry. I haven't been able to find Melati's mother." Rissa said with a trembling voice.

Diom did not answer, he took off the jalet he was wearing and wrapped it on Rissa's body.

"Get in first, you have to change clothes." Dion took his wife and brought her into the house.

Bi Ai came from the direction of the kitchen, she approached Rissa who was trembling from the cold.

"Oh Allah, Non. Why get wet like this. Wait, let Auntie make some warm milk" Bi Ai said.

Dion took his wife to the room, asking Rissa to wash her body immediately.

"You clean first, then change clothes. I'm waiting here" said Dion.

Rissa nodded, she walked towards the bathroom slowly.

***

Rissa had finished cleaning her body, she came out of the bathroom.

Dion turned his head, looking at his wife who was only clad in a kimono towel.

Rissa was made clumsy by the gaze of her husband, she immediately walked towards the closet and picked up a change of clothes. Quickly, Rissa returned to the bathroom after getting her clothes.

Dion smiled faintly at his wife's behavior, only this time he saw Rissa looking open like that.

Dion remembered his obligation, he also had rights over his wife. Surely Rissa is the same, she has rights to her husband.

Rissa came out of the bathroom, she was now wearing a nightgown and her veil.

Rissa walked up to her husband, sitting next to Dion made her a little awkward.

"Sa, I'm sorry. I was too emotional" said Dion.

Rissa lowered her face, she just nodded her head.

Rissa looked at her husband, she looked a little nervous.

"Buck, anu... I want that" said Rissa ambiguously.

Diom was silent, he was interpreting the meaning of his wife's words.

"You want what, Sa?" Ask Dion doubtfully.

For some reason, Dion's mind shot everywhere.

"Rissa wants what? Does he want to..."

"That's sorry Mas, I want... Take the mukena next to Mas," said Rissa.

Dion did not dwell, in his heart he felt coarse. The estimate was wrong, but Rissa didn't claim her rights tonight.

"Oh, mukena. What do I think..."

Dion smiled in a forced manner, and took his wife's face.

"False, Mas. I pray first," said Rissa and Dion just nodded his head.

"Gosh, Yon. Why do you think that far? Huh, basic..." Dion grumbled in his heart.

After the prayer, Rissa immediately cleaned her face and put it to its original place.

Rissa looked at her husband who was asleep on the bed.

"Mas, Mum."

Rissa patted her husband's shoulder gently, intending to wake Dion up.

"Mas, wake. Why sleep here?" Rissa asked as she continued to try to wake her husband up.

"Yes..."

Rissa was surprised, she was unable to hold her body when Dion's hand suddenly pulled her.

"Astagfirulloh..."

Rissa widened her eyes, she could not believe that Dion was holding her.

"Mas, please let me go."

Rissa thrashed, trying to take off her husband's embrace.

Instead of letting go, Dion even harder hugging him.

Rissa felt her chest tight, she also felt her face instantly heat up.

"Geez, why am I." Rissa set her heartbeat.

Dion moved, he turned his body. Now Rissa was so shocked, when Dion's body was on top of her.

"Astagfirulloh, Mom. Wake up..."

"For a moment, I want to be like this."

Dion muttered, his eyes still closing.

Rissa fell silent, her hand that had been wriggling earlier was now not moving at all.

Dion slowly opened his eyes, tucked a thin smile at the corner of his lips.

Dion looked at Rissa deeply, now there was no distance between the two of them.

Rissa was still adjusting her breathing, she really could not move her body at all.

Slowly Dion drew closer to his face, Rissa immediately closed her eyes.

"Astagfirulloh, what will Mas Dion do?"

That night for the first time, and without planning. Time seemed to have brought the two of them together, Dion and Rissa missed that cold night together.