
18.
Rahma held her breath and anger that had reached the crown. He turned his head, clasped Rio's hand and kissed him to show his affection. “You think parting is easy?” rahma asked looking at him. “You think forgetting you is easy too? How many times do I have to explain that I'm traumatized by divorce?”
The corner of Rio's eyes was now watery and slowly hatched.
“If you die, I'd rather live alone, you understand?” rahma said with emphasis.
“But children still need a father. A better father than me, a healthy father who can make ends meet and do his responsibilities.”
“You think he needs someone else?” this time Rahma's tone sounded louder than ever, “even if they had to choose, they were more comfortable living with her biological father, as weathered as she was, as poor as she was.”
“I'm not worthy of you. You married me because you wished I could make you happy, but in reality you didn't get it. It's only natural that I give you a choice. Selfishly if I only think of myself that is no use, even bother you. Make your step stop...”.
Rahma shook her head, “Already, Sister. Don't think about it anymore. The important thing is that you fight to be healthy, so that you can do your responsibilities again as a husband and father, for Feby and Dirly.”
“Rahma ...”
“I don't want to hear anything else,” Rahma sufficed the chat, then went back to continue the journey. There was no more talk after that until the two arrived home, meeting their children.
The next day, as he promised yesterday—Sang Father, Kusuma Permadi came to the house to help Rahma. He was greeted by his first grandson with great pleasure.
“Kakek...” exciting Feby squandered into the arms of the old man, “Kakek is here?”
“Yes, Grandpa wants to play with this beautiful Grandpa's grandson.” He lifted the body of this long-haired little girl onto his lap. “Yes Allah..beautiful Grandpa's grandson, has grown up yes, now. Getting smarter again..”.
“Loh, Father...” call Rahma make the old man turn his head, “when comes? Rahma shocked. Suddenly it's here.”
“New until, Son,” replied the old man smiling, “Rio is up?”
“Already, but still in the room. Later if there is hot sun, Rahma invites him out to get vitamin D.”
“Well, that's good. Are you going to work?”
“In a moment, Well,” replied Rahma.
“Later by bad luck, you know. It's seven o'clock. Is there anything unfinished, let me help you do it?”
Rahma smiled, how kind her father is. Unlike the mother-in-law whose nature is more similar to .. d4jal. “No the hell, Dad. Rahma just bathe Kak Rio.”
“Let Daddy do it. You just leave, you'll be late.”
“Ya already then, later if you need anything, then ask Sister Ani yes, Dad. Sorry Rahma, Rahma .. troublesome.”
“It's okay, Rio my son. It's appropriate that I do so. Don't worry, don't think about anything. Just focus on working.”
Rahma nodded. He left his family home to meet Arkana who contacted him last night. The man was angry because yesterday did not want to take the money given.
“Have you got another gan pelang? So you refused my gift,” asked Arkana when she reached her office building.
“What just because I didn't take it, means I have another customer? No right?” reply Rahma, “I have told you how many times, I do not want to receive income without me doing anything.”
“Do not be holy. Okay, I believe, maybe I'm your first buyer. But it is not impossible, as long as we have not made an agreement, you accept others as well.”
“It feels like I don't need to tell you,” Rahma replied rather ketus. Frankly, he was a bit sick to hear it because it had been considered that cheap, even though in reality it was so. She's a cheap woman.
Arkana distracts, “How about my offer yesterday?”
“I like your stance,” said Arkana who Rahma does not understand. “I want you now,” the door firmly as well.
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After a short rest, Rahma headed to the bathroom to clean up. Inside there, her tears flowed along with the swift running of the shower. For some reason lately, he does like this activity—because like this, the pain can be a little disguised.
‘Im sorry Mom, Son. Sorry Mama... Mama gave you guys an un-halal living. Please ask forgiveness for me if God will give me punishment.’
After cleaning himself and making sure his hair was dry, he went back in front of the mirror to look fresh as before.
“You're home now?” ask Arkana behind him exactly.
“Iya, I'm straight home. They've been waiting for me.”
“I'm busy tomorrow, so you don't need to come here.”
Rahma nodded.
To be honest, Arkana is actually a good man. He became like this because he was once betrayed by his ex-wife. But really, if faced with a choice, surely there will never be a woman who wants to part with her own husband, let alone have born children among them.
‘This story will be different if the woman is a double eye that does not love children.’
Rahma came home in the evening. About an hour away, he finally arrived at his house with some food.
But how surprised when he got home, because he immediately found bad news. Rio disappeared out of nowhere until everyone was made confused to look for him including the mother-in-law.
“So when Ashar, he was in his room, Rahma... but suddenly fitting Dad check is no longer there,” said Father-in-law panicked.
“At home Mother is also not there, so Mother immediately ran here,” said The Mother-in-law.
Rahma was unable to answer, her face suddenly changed, over time she cried to feel herself so miserable.
What other temptation is this, O Lord, not enough?
“Night she asked me to leave her because I felt guilty,” Rahma said after being able to take control of her again. “Rahma is afraid that she is really going away from me because of low self-esteem. I'm afraid she's why-why. The cure is also no one brought a single.”
“Let Daddy will find, I'm sure Rio's still around here,” said Father was springing up to pick up the car keys.
“Don't, Dad... Let Rahma alone look for him,” prevent Rahma.
“You sure?” ask Kusuma's father to make sure, “you just got home from work. You look very tired.”
“Let us alone search. Poor your son,” said mother finally.
Elsewhere, Rio was walking towards the Yudha family home, aiming to ask for help to the family he knew so well.
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To be continued.