When Talak Has Spoken

Chapter 91 The First Steps of Bhishma

After the office hours were completed at Jum’at afternoon, he was escorted by the Toyo mang directly to Jakarta to catch a night flight. By wearing a jacket that covers the office batik shirt he is eager to meet the love of the heart.

For one week he changed his phone number to avoid calls or just chat from dr. Siska or Wirya who always felt there was an interest to meet him.

Only this time he met an arrogant man and always forced a will. Although he was a little relieved, since their meeting at the reception ponakan work colleagues, Siska began to keep her distance. He hopes it is forever.

As much as possible, he should avoid interacting with Wirya. He did not know what was still entrenched in the man's brain so he continued to follow every activity.

Smile of Bisma developed when the morning was already standby in front of Ajeng house.  He had arranged a fixed visitation schedule to his daughter in order to pdkt on the mother.

“Dad ...” Lala felt happy as soon as she opened the door already seeing that sturdy posture welcoming her.

Bhishma stretched out her arms and clutched tightly to her little daughter who was already dressed in her proud Kindergarten school. The taste of haru mixed with sadness in his mind.

Lala's growth and development that they should be in the same roof to pour complete affection, but because her selfishness keeps them apart.

Indeed, he had misstepped at the beginning of the marriage until the birth of Lala. Now the feeling is too deep to want to be separated by watching the plants of their little princess. The desire of his reference was getting stronger, to repair the ark that he had once sown.

What else when he heard the story of Tobing who was very close to his daughter who was now a teenager. Befriending Tobing made his mind more open.

He does not hesitate to tell his personal problems and his desire to return with his ex. It was unexpected that a coworker who gave him about four months was also supporting his wishes.

So did her mother who was very surprised after she admitted her desire to return. There are many questions that he must answer about his closeness to dr. Siska. But he has managed to convince the woman who has given birth to him that his desire has been unanimous to refer.

 “Then there was no breakfast,” Ajeng's soft voice alightened in his sense of hearing with a sullen gaze as his eyes wired.

Ajeng did not understand the behavior of her ex-husband. Not yet 6am had called telling her she would take Lala to kindergarten school where their little daughter began to learn to socialize with friends her age.

Of course Lala was happy.  This is the first time he was escorted and accompanied by his father to his school. During this time a always delivered pick up mother or om Dimas who is always loyal.

“Dad hasn't had breakfast either. At home oma is still too early in the morning has not been prepared for breakfast,” Bhishma said with a sad look to reach out for the sympathy of the two people he loved.

Ajeng glared at him realizing the intent of the man's words that kept sending him sweet words through chat that he had never ignored until now.

“Mother has made dad's delicious fried rice. Come breakfast with sister,” with the spirit of Lala grasped the fingers of Bhishma and brought her into their house.

A warm feeling of ambush instantly filled the chest cavity of Bhishma. For almost three years he had not set foot since his departure and cut off communication with the woman who had given him a daughter.

“Eh, no guests ... “ Dimas cengengesan saw the appearance of his former sister-in-law in their family dining room, “Morning mas ..”

Bhishma smiled as she nodded her head at the friendly attitude the responsible man showed, while her sister was still flat with no feelings.

He immediately shook his body on the chair side by side with Lala who was so excited by his presence.

“Mother, breakfast for which father?” Lala looked at only one plate with a glass of milk available at the dining table.

“Before a while dear ... “ flash of annoyance caught Bhishma as the views of the two were wheeled.

The fragrant aroma of coffee out with a plate of fried rice that is very tempting tastes in the presence of Bhishma.

“Thank you mother ... “ a warm feeling is present in the heart of Bhishma to see a complete treat with two ceplok eggs adorning the fried rice that is still smoky.

A faint smile at a glance Bisma saw as Ajeng looked at him while nodding.

“Mother not come to breakfast?” Bisma again asked when she saw Ajeng still busy themselves by filling a jar filled with processed fish crackers one of the SMEs he built.

He wants to feel the warmth of his little family when he enjoys breakfast together.

“Munday here .... “ Lala called him.

“Delay breakfast later darling. There's still something you have to do ..” The teacher said softly.

He walked over to Lala and kissed her head briefly. He quickly walked to the room.

This morning he had an appointment with Audina to go to one of SMK to share waste management with students at a vocational school in the city of Malang.

“Mbakmu looks busy once?” Bhishma could not cover her curiosity on Dimas who was engrossed in sipping his black coffee.

“True mas. Mbak now has a schedule for sharing in some schools about waste management. They also work with ITS who is testing a tool to recycle plastic waste,” Dimas replied seriously.

The bisma of the mangosteen heard Dimas's explanation which was now beginning to rise from his seat. Deftly he saw the tall figure lifting up the plate and the empty glass immediately washed it in the sink.

She got up from the chair she was sitting in to clean the table, which left the plates and glasses she used with Lala.

“Let me just mas ... “ Dimas voice stops his activity.

Dimas held the hand of Bhishma who was about to put the plate together to lift it to the sink.

“Mas want to take Lala to school right?”

Bisma nodded instantly.

“Daddy, we're leaving now. I made the same agreement with the Princess to maen together ..” Lala's exclamation made Bisma turn her eyes to Lala who had pulled her Barbie bag.

“Good darling. Lets’ go!” bisma's gaze returns on Dimas, “Mas departs first Dim. Ntar night mas nginap here.”

“The snacks that are still?” The bisma looked at Dimas seriously.

Dimas scratched his head that was not itchy. How should he tell his former brother-in-law that his money has been confiscated 90% for his college needs.

“Do not say your money has been in an undue place,” from the look of Dimas, Bisma is sure that Ajeng has done something on the allowance he gave to Dimas, “Let's just relax, from now on I'll give you your snacks. Just send account number, will mas send rutin.”

“Do not mas,” quickly Dimas refused, “I am not entitled to receive an allowance from mas Bisma.”

He did not want Ajeng to run amok because he received large amounts of money for work that could not be accounted for.

“Think of that past debt that I should have given you a long time ago,” Bhishma does not want rejection from the former brother-in-law that he will embrace again.

“No mas!” Dimas said seriously, “I'm afraid there's no blessing in it.”

Bisma was stunned to hear Dimas' words that were quite touching his feelings.

“Father spout!” Lala could not wait to shake Bhishma's hand.

“Alright Dim, we'll talk about it again.”

When stepping foot into the car, the gaze of Bisma directly leads to a figure with glasses that have been leaning in front of the car parked in the yard Ajeng house.

The tall man was surprised to see the presence of Bhishma in Ajeng's house who still remained flat and cold to him.

Bisma smiled sinisterly as the two's gaze met, though a friendly smile was emanated on the glasses man's face.

“Good morning mas,” finally greeting Dawn said so the distance Bisma approached him with Lala who walked cheerfully by his side.

Bisma did not answer. He was determined, during his existence in Malang he had to monitor Ajeng's movements and narrow the distance that made him closer.

“Om Dawn to pick up mom?” lala's question made Bisma clench her hands.

“True princess,” Dawn replied by showing off her trademark smile.

Bisma was sick of seeing Dawn who was still trying to get close to Ajeng, even though from the chat that happened between him and Dimas, Ajeng's attitude remained unchanged.

“I will take Ajeng to SMK Persada,” firmly Bisma does not want to mince words longer, “Go, we will follow.”

Dawn was stunned to hear the words of the man he now regarded as the strongest rival to conquer the heart of his clan. He had heard of Bhishma's desire to refer to him at family dinner at the house of om Susilo.

Although there is no definite news that makes him retreat. As long as the yellow janur had not curved, he considered there was still time to struggle. He will use his time to fight for his love.

“I will wait for confirmation mbak Ajeng,” Fajar said firmly do not want to lose in front of Bisma.

Both of them are now surprised to see Ajeng who is ready with a bag in his hand.

“Please go first,” Bisma says firmly.

He must show his superiority in front of the man who from his gaze so adores the former.

Ajeng was stunned to feel the tense air surrounding the two men who were now in front of him.

“Mother and kaka today will be ushered father, fun!” Lala cheered happily at her father's words.

“Me and her mother Lala will catch up with you,” firmly Bisma again without smiling.

Dawn sighed at the happy tone of the little princess that made her eager to fight for the two to form a happy family. But now, does he deserve to hope?

Ajeng looked at Bhishma who was still firm with his words. Lala's little fingers grabbed her hands.

A Fortune* metallic car entered their yard. Bisma's gaze diverted for a moment.

“Assalamua’alaikum ..”  Audina who just got out of the car immediately said hello to the three.

“Wa’alaikumusalam,” all replied compactly.

“We leave now mbak?” Audina looked at Ajeng who was still silent thinking of the two men who seemed tense before her.

“I will take Ajeng,” concluded Bisma.

“Din, you are with mas Dawn first yes .... “ Ajeng finally let out a sound after thinking for a moment.

He did not want to make Lala late for school just because of a trivial problem caused by an adult man who was pitting strength in front of him.

“Come on,” with a proud feeling Bisma opened the front and side doors for her daughter and Ajeng.

An understatement smile arose at the corner of his lips as his gaze wired with Fajar who only smiled nodding his head.

“The first step has succeeded,” Inner Bhishma full of satisfaction once the car starts leaving the yard of Ajeng house.

***Sorry for the inconvenience of my dear readers who are 'say good bye...' The Authority only devotes what is in the head in the form of writing. Because as an authority who writes the process\, so does the story of Ajeng. Dear always to those who remain faithful ...***