When Talak Has Spoken

Chapter 88 Keep the Spirit Do Not Get Saggy

“Sini same oma ... “ said Nurita softly as she reached for Lala's strong hand to clench her father's knee.

He was amazed to see his grandson's behavior. Lala doesn't usually get scared like that. Moreover, his face was not lifted.

“Udah same father only yes,” Bisma again carrying his daughter.

“Wah, this is her only daughter anyway. It's beautiful you can't help but..” Wirya's stressed bass voice makes Lala hug her father's neck tight.

“Beautiful daughter, acquaintance yok ..” Siska doesn't want to lose either.

He walked over to Bisma who was still holding Lala who turned her face when she looked at him.

“Sorry dr. Siska, sir Wirya please continue to eat,” Bisma felt a hug Lala so strong because it is not comfortable to be in the room with strangers that he never saw.

He also stepped out of the dining room. Although in the heart there is a curiosity, with the behavior of his daughter, so do not want to be in the dining room with the two guests who looked at his mother for lunch together.

“Wah the cooking is so good,” Wirya was happy at Nurita's lunch invitation.

“True pa,” Siska does not want to lose, “Mamah is indeed good at spoiling our tongues.  Want to learn to cook with mama ..”

Nurita smiled in response to the words of Siska and Wirya who were satisfied with her lunch. Although in his heart he was actually uncomfortable for the arrival of the two at the wrong time.

“The answer is steady!” Wirya shamelessly scooped up the rice for the second time.

“Mah, this is my favorite dish as papa. Later I want dong taughtarin make it,” spoiled tone Siska make Nurita smile.

“This is not a cooking mama. Everything Ajeng made,” Nurita said bluntly.

Ajeng who was ready now down want to say goodbye. But he was surprised when he saw two ‘preferential guests’ that so the conversation both sides of the family was in the dining room of his former in-laws home.

A cynical smile rose on his face.  At least he distrusted and responded to all the words of Bhishma about the offer to refer.

In fact, women who are predicted to be his companion are now in their family dining room with his father who ‘important’ with an atmosphere full of familiarity.

“Excuse me.. “ already stepped up, Ajeng did not hesitate he just wanted to leave home.

He has to go now. Mr. Naryo was already in front. He did not want to stay longer in front of the two people whose style was exorbitant.

How does he say dr style. Siska and her papa are exorbitant. When they arrived last night, the two did not pay attention to the greeting of the family Dini aunt who was indeed simple.

But with Susilo and his wife, they were so friendly and full of warmth. From his eyes, Ajeng saw that the young woman had never stayed away from the man who had just offered her to refer back.

“Sini Jeng, we eat together.... “ Nurita eagerly calls him to accompany their guests to a meal.

“Sorry, my invitation has come,” Ajeng refused subtly.

Dr. Siska stared at Ajeng from head to toe. It seemed he had seen the figure of ayu woman with that simple appearance. There was nothing special in his eyes.

“Who is he mbakyu?” Wirya immediately asked seeing the presence of others she did not want when this familiarity-filled lunch occurred.

Nurita fell silent. How he answered Wirya's question demanding to be given the real answer.

“I am far from this family,” answered Ajeng briefly by commenting on his thin smile.

He realized, his presence was very unexpected in this dining room. Without waiting any longer he turned his body.  He also knows himself, it is impossible for Nurita to tell who she is with their prospective besan who may be deliberately invited to lunch.

Assisted by Mr. Naryo Ajeng carrying his clothes bag and Lala who has now been stored in the trunk of the car. Just waiting for Lala who until now still not seen.

Ajeng stood beside the car that had been heated by Mr. Naryo. Her eyes looked at the chat from Audina who sent her schedule noon tomorrow.

“Bapak walk only. Ajeng and Lala came with me,” the voice of baritone Bisma surprised Ajeng who was already standing waiting for his daughter's presence.

The sharp eyes of Ajeng who protested over his words did not care.  He stood watching Mr. Naryo who had closed the trunk of the car.

“Be careful on the road sir,” casually Bisma patted the shoulder of Mr. Naryo who looked at Ajeng in confusion.

He has to start with the time he has set since this moment. If not now, when else ....

“Lala would like to be ushered in. We all stopped by to play first in Kidz Zone ...” Bisma seduction on her little daughter who immediately nodded happily.

“Mother, I want to play with dad!” lala exclaimed with excitement.

Ajeng's gaze was like a sharp razor slicing he didn't care. From now on he must be in control in order for ‘Singa eun’ standing in front of him to be ‘cat manis’.

“Bu .. “ pak Naryo waited for Ajeng who still held back his frustration at the order of Bisma who changed the schedule he had arranged.

“It's okay sir,” Ajeng tried to smile in front of Mr. Naryo even though his heart was half-dead, “Lala also still wants to be with his father. Mumpung he has not returned to Bogor.”

A smile of victory rose at the corner of Bhishma's lips to hear Ajeng's words approving his wish.  Ajeng's sharp look

“Wah, nak Bisma awaited not to eat, in fact here ... “ reprimand Wirya who just came out of the house along with Siska and Nurita.

Both happened to be good-bye. This afternoon Wirya must have returned to Bandung. Siska who previously still wanted to stay, was forced to cancel her intention, because her desire to enjoy culinary with the man of her dreams had to run aground.

Siska's gaze focused on Bhishma who was standing beside Ajeng. He could clearly see the tense look on the woman's face, while the man who was the target seemed to show off a smile that made him so hot.

“Pak Wirya, dr. Siska ... “ Bhishma looked at the two casually.

“Dad, we want to go home now,” Lala pulled Bisma's hand to get away from the two.

“Before dear,” persuade Bhishma, “Tamu oma already want to say goodbye. Later we will return to the mother's house.”

Siska was annoyed to see Bisma's treatment so attentive to the woman who looked at her with a flat face. He wondered who the woman was with him. Or maybe ...

“You will drive Ajeng and Lala home?” Nurita could not believe seeing her son seem excited.

Wirya could see her daughter's face flushed to see the treatment of Bhishma in the woman who claimed to be their distant relative. He began to think the same, that something was happening in front of them.

“True ma. I still have some business there,” replied Bisma casually.

“Nak Bisma when to return to Bogor?” Wirya could not see the cold treatment of Bhishma on her daughter.

“Quickly sir Wirya.”

“Later I will invite nak Bhishma to have lunch at home. Many job prospects that we can discuss.”

Nurita and Siska and Ajeng just quietly heard the conversation that happened.  As Siska and Ajeng's gazes wailed, Siska's cynical smile adorned her face. Ajeng only nodded his head and turned his gaze to Lala who was now standing behind him.

“Thank you for visiting Mr. Wirya, dr. Siska. Hopefully smoothly on the road,”, Nurita said as soon as Wirya began to enter his car.

Bhishma smiled kindly as she waved her hand as soon as the car started moving away from the courtyard of the house.

“Come on, join papa grab a car in the garage,” Bisma invites Lala who is now cheerful back.

The father and son walked excitedly. Until the sound of a small hum from Lala's mouth makes Ajeng and Nurita throw each other a smile.

“Mama not coming to Malang?” Ajeng looked at Nurita who was still faithful waiting in front of her house.

“It means. At home it will be quiet. But mama is still tired,” Nurita said quietly with a soft look.

“Mama rest yes,” Ajeng rubbed his former in-law's arm slowly, “Next week I try to stay here again.”

“That must,” Nurita replied expectantly.

The Pajer* car that Bhisma was driving had already arrived in front of the two. He quickly got down and opened the side door for Ajeng. Lala was already sitting leisurely in front while waving her hands at her omana.

The treatment of Bhishma made Ajeng and Nurita look at each other. Ajeng quickly grabbed Nurita's hand and kissed her.

“Ma, I want to go home first. Take care of your health...”.

Nurita immediately grabbed her former ex into the arms. Seeing the treatment of Bhishma, he was sure that his son had other plans. As a parent, he felt confident. But he can't be sure yet. Just waiting for time.

“Thank you Jeng.  Mama will always miss you and Lala.”

Finally, the Pajer* Sport car began to leave the residence of the magnificent house of Nurita which is now back quiet.

During the trip Ajeng closed his eyes by leaning the body in the seat. He could not hide his smile when he heard Lala singing which Bhishma occasionally followed. His feelings suddenly warmed with the happiness his daughter felt after years of losing the figure of a father.

From his current position, Bhishma can see Ajeng's behavior. He was sure that the woman sitting behind him did not sleep even though her eyes were closed. Repeatedly he looked from the glass dashboard to enjoy the occasional smile on his face.

He knew Ajeng was reluctant to talk to him. No problem for him. His patience will be as wide as the ocean to wait for the ex to open his heart again. He will still try, there is no term stop in the middle of the road. Once paddled, two three times must get to the goal, his determination is strong.

....

“Pah, what's my wrong feeling?” during the trip to the airport, Siska was still pestering her papa with a glimpse of the worry that suddenly came to her mind.

“You mean?” Wirya looked at her daughter's lackluster face.

“What is the woman who is with her ex-wife Bisma?”

“Kan only ex,” Wirya replied in a dismissive tone, “It is only fitting that Bhishma will part with him, his appearance is too simple. Not suitable to accompany nak Bisma viewed in any terms.”

“But reward ...” Siska doubted her father's words.

From a personal point of view, he could see the meaningful gaze that Bhishma addressed to the woman whose father's eyes were too simple.

“Quiet me! Whatever you do to grab the attention of Bhishma, you will support me,” Wirya said as she clasped her daughter's fingers to encourage her back.