Wife Interlude

Chapter.70 The anticipated surprise

Rina returns home picked up by Heni and Bintang after the resto.

"Thank you, Ummi," said Rina as Ummi drove her out of the house.

"Don't thank me, Ummi is just doing what Ummi should be doing" Ummi replied with a gentle smile. His hand also seemed to rub the shoulders of Rina slowly.

Rina smiled, Ummi's treatment was gentle since the beginning of the meeting, making Rina not know whether Ummi had accepted her as a prospective daughter-in-law or still rejected her.

"Then I say goodbye. Assalamualaikum," said Rina then kissed the back of Ummi's hand.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Be careful on the road yes," replied Ummi. The middle-aged woman looked at the car of Rina who was slowly moving away from the house of the child. After that ummi immediately returned to walk to the house.

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Meanwhile, Arya did not go straight home, she was instead cool pensive in the car while looking at the rain that fell around her. Memories of being in High School with the perfect life with two best friends and one spoiled and funny sister.

"Sister Anjas, look at Arya, she says I'm short again," Sisi fought when he had just come from school, behind which appeared Arya who was parked her motorcycle.

At that time they were still in the 10th grade, while the Eighth grade side. Today Arya who got a turn to pick up the three best friends' beloved sister.

"You are short" replied Hilman, who had just come from inside the house.

Yes, after school, they do prefer to spend time at Arya's house, considering ummi who is a housewife and loves to cook, and who is a big fan of cooking, so there is always food to satisfy the stomach that has been rumbling.

"Sister Hilman!" jak Sisi did not accept.

"Eh, I'm craving." Hilman looked surprised by the sulking Sisi.

"Have it been, you guys too, just really fuck my sister," Anjas's wounds while gently shuffling his sister's hair. He also got a smile from the side.

The girl who was a teenager seemed to stick her tongue out at Arya and Hilman, as if very proud of Anjas who was defending her.

"Ish, you blacksmith," Arya grumbled as she slowly clucked, which Sisi did not respond to.

At that time, Arya was most often teasing Sisi, sometimes even until the girl was crying made. However, although it does not reduce the closeness between the two, they actually look more familiar because Arya who often teases Sisi.

Anjas did not expect if a few years later the closeness between Arya and Sisi could even take the life of the sister who was so dear to him.

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Almost midnight when Anjas walked into his house, the lights in the house were even dead until only a dim light from the decorative lights that were there.

Anjas walked straight inside, his body felt crumpled and shivered a little because of the scars of the fight this afternoon. The clothes that had been soaked were now back to dry as before, by the heat of his own body temperature.

Chaotic thoughts and moods seemed to affect the man, he who had initially improved himself and started to maintain his appearance, now again looked tangled and uninspired, and was not, as a result of the memories of his brother and his friends who returned to mind.

Not to mention Maslah Tari who has not returned, but now it is empty a month has passed since the first day Tari left his home together with Syafira, but now it is almost a month has passed since the first day Tari left his home, there was no sign that the woman would return.

Whether where he is now, Anjas has no idea. Dance is like lost swallowed by the earth, so Anjas can not find any clue at all about the whereabouts of his wife and child.

Anjas dropped his body on the sofa of the family room, the atmosphere of the house is quiet and empty, making him always fall in good memories while still together with Dance and Syafira.

His chest felt tight, until his eyes began to heat up along with his gaze which slowly became blurry, blocked by the water that began to dam in the eye patch. The cold now felt in his heart, when regret began to seep into his heart. If indeed he was given the opportunity to beg, then he wanted to repeat the time in order to improve every decision he had taken and now became a deep regret. The decision that led him to various problems and regrets on his current self.

However, it may be just wishful thinking, this is not a fictional novel or film that can go back in the past to improve themselves, Anjas is aware that he is currently in the real world who does not have a second chance like that.

"Mass?"

Anjas blinked his eyes when his faint ears heard the voice of his wife calling out to him. Anjas was silent as he sharpened his hearing, trying to find the voice back.

However, after a moment of silence Anjas no longer heard Dance's voice, he then shook his head faintly, chuckling incisively.

"I'll hallucinate hearing your voice, baby," he softly exhaled, then he closed his eyes, trying indifferently. His head was dizzy with hot breaths making him believe it was just an illusion.

Already often he experienced such hallucinations, even he often heard the sound of Syafira crying which then disappeared just a few seconds later.

"Well, you're sleeping here, Mom?"

Anjas immediately opened his eyes, he moved up to sit upright on the sofa when he heard the sound of Dance again. This time his voice sounded clearer, making Anjas feel confident that it was no longer a hallucination. His eyes were circulating with fine wrinkles on his forehead, trying to clarify the vision in the midst of the extremely lacking lighting.

Anjas' body stiffened as his eyes looked at the person who now appeared to be standing in front of him. Slowly he walked down the person's body from his feet until he finally could clearly see his face.

Anjas widened his eyes when he saw the person now in front of him, he was not even sure if it was not just a hallucination.

Yes, that someone was Tari, the wife who had been away for almost a month.

"What's wrong with you, Mom?" tanya Tari while bringing her steps forward to get closer to her husband. His eyes also seemed to be glazed with a raucous voice, looking at Anjas' chaotic appearance.

Somehow all this time Anjas life seemed to exist who always took care of his needs, until now the man looks much different. His body was a little thin, a messy shirt with the top two buttons of his shirt had been dislodged out of nowhere, and the bottom shirt out of his pants.

Anjas did not answer, the man immediately stood up and then stepped wide to approach Tari and hugged her with longing. Tears can also be seen spilling unbearably. Anjas can no longer pretend to be strong, he weakly looks to his wife and son.

"Where have you been, baby? Why don't you keep your fingers? Why so long?" asked Anjas with sobs that accompanied his question.

Dance also shed tears, she returned Anjas' embrace that felt so warm. It's a hug and a feeling that's been missing all along. Now he can feel it again. Her husband is back.

"Sorry, it turns out I need more time to think and strengthen my heart" replied Tari.

"I miss .. I miss you, baby. I'm almost crazy for not being able to find you" lamented Anjas still hugging Tari tightly. He was afraid to let go of his wife again.

Dari smiled, hearing Anjas' words, slowly she unraveled her second embrace, although Anjas seemed still reluctant.

"Wait a minute, I still can't believe you're back now. I'm afraid it's just an illusion." Anjas increasingly tightened his embrace on Dance, several times he had kissed the neck and forehead of Dance, sniffing the fragrance that he had long missed.

For a while the couple seemed still silent in the same position, until finally Anjas released his embrace and returned to look at the wife's face carefully, he still could not believe that the person in front of him was his wife.

"I'm glad you're back, baby. It's really a surprise that I'm really looking forward to" Anjas said, sitting back on the sofa with Tari beside him.

"Heem, I'm also happy to be back here, Mas," Tari nodded with an atmosphere that suddenly turned awkward.

"Wait, is your body hot, Mom? You sick?" tanya Dance as soon as she felt something was different from her husband's body.

Anjas smiled then shook his head slowly. "I'm fine."

"Where is Syafira, I also miss that child so much?" anjas asked as he looked towards the second floor of his house, he hoped that Tari would also bring Syafira home.

"Syafira is asleep, Mas. He asked you since he got here," Tari tang replied making Anjas smile.

"But, now you better rest first, your body is very hot," continued Tari again which was immediately answered by Anjas's headband.

"May I see it, I really miss that kid so much?" asked Anjas with hopeful eyes.

At first Tari refuses, she is worried about Anja's health. However, the man also insisted on seeing his son first for his heart to calm down. Until finally Dance smiled then nodded.

"Let's see it together" she said with a sumringah face.

Dance nodded again, then walked along with Anjas towards the room belonging to Syafira.

Dari opens the door to Syafira's room for Anjas, she can see so happy that Anjas can meet again with Syafira, whereas all this time Anjas has never been so close to the boy, because Anjas rarely takes time for family.

"Darling, Papa is very much like you, son," Anjas said with a trembling voice, he seemed to gently rub Syafira's calm face.

Smiling Dance saw Anjas' gentle and loving attitude towards Syafira, she also felt happy and moved by the change that Anjas showed.

"I'm sorry Papa, baby, all this time Papa has been ignoring you and Mama," continued Anjas again. He then went to kiss the old Syafira. Dari could even see that there were tears that just fell down to drip on Syafira's cheek.

Hopefully this incident can make you a better person, Mas, Inner Dance.

As moments passed, Anjas and Tari looked out together from Syafira's room. Dari immediately told him to hang up his clothes and rest, he was worried that Anjas' body temperature would be cool to go down.

However, it turns out that the man insisted on solving his problems first with Tari, he did not want to rest before apologizing and hearing the act from his wife.

Now they are seen sitting on the sofa on the second floor, right in front of the second room and the room Syafira.

"I'm sorry for my mistake, Dance, I regret it all and I promise I will never repeat it again. Your departure made me think and reflect a lot, until I got a lot of my mistakes in the past, whether it was you and Syafira or to Rina and the Stars," Anjas said, bowing his head fully in front of Tari, he truly regretted everything that had happened.

Dari seemed silent for a moment before she answered Anjas' plea to her.

"Please meet me first with Rina, Mas," said Tari suddenly, to make Anjas lift his head and look at the face of the wife with a look of surprise.

"You want to meet Rina?" ask Anjas again.

Dance nodded confidently in response.

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