Wife Titipan
Chapter 38
Today Najma is going home, now he is waiting for his father to come and pick him up with their personal driver. Najma was impatiently waiting for her father to come and pick her up.
While Bayu, the man chose to play with his son rather than invite Najma to talk. Their talk at that time was enough to make Bayu's heartache growing. Even so, Bayu still occasionally noticed Najma who seemed agitated.
Bayu let out a long sigh, finally deciding to talk to Najma.
"Najma can I hold you?" Najma frowned, Bayu tumben asked for permission when he wanted to embrace it usually just stay hugging brondong.
"By Bayu." Bayu put Akela down for a while, he then hugged the mother of his son.
"Jaga Akela is fine, I love her," Bayu said, he entrusts Akela to be fully cared for by Najma.
Although Akela is cared for by Najma who comes from a well-to-do family, Bayu promises to still send monthly money to her son. At least that way he became a responsible father.
"Definitely Bayu, I will take good care of Akela. I love him so much." Although she can be regarded as a spoiled woman, but Najma will learn to be the perfect Mother figure for Akela.
"I believe you," said Bayu, Akela was now staring confused at her parents who were hugging each other. Until finally Bayu back to hold Akela.
"Darling Papa, don't be naughty. Be a smart kid. Don't bother your mama." Akela nodded, as if she understood Bayu's message.
Today he is also very calm, usually Akela will chat a lot like a baby his age. Usually if there is Najma Akela prefer to be carried by his mother, but today he let himself carried by Bayu as he realized he would be separated from his father.
*****
What Najma was waiting for finally arrived. Bagas came to pick me up. Najma says goodbye to Bayu's parents. Both of Bayu's sisters are not at home.
"Well, do you remember Mommy Ningsih?" Najma asks, hoping Bagas remembers his former nanny first. The old man seemed to think hard, he looked at the woman Najma meant.
"Papa remembers, she was your nanny when you were a child" she said.
"Mbak Ningsih is Bayu's mother" said Najma, Bagas was of course surprised.
"Oh my goodness, I didn't expect us to meet again under these circumstances" said Bagas, Ningsih smiled faintly.
"I also did not expect, if the little child I used to care for became the mother of my grandchild" said Ningsih. The little girl who used to be so whiny and naughty has now transformed into a mature woman who is so beautiful.
"May me go home, see you later" said Najma, because after this Bayu will still visit his son to Najma's house.
"Yes, take care of Akela" said Bayu, without looking at Najma. The feeling is now so painful, how heartbreak feels is really unpleasant.
"Thank you for what you have given me" said Najma, a sincere smile etched on the woman's lips.
Establishing a relationship as a husband and wife for more than a year with Bayu, of course, there are many memories that are engraved. Bayu has already presented Akela to her, a memory she will keep forever.
Whether because he understood the situation and did not want to make it difficult or what, surely Akela could not be the reason for Najma to choose to stay with Bayu.
*****
For the first time Pram met his father to ask where his birth mother's grave was. At the time, he was described as his first wife Seno. Died because of the pain caused by the actions of her husband and her honeymoon.
"Dad will take you to your mother's grave" Seno said, Pram just nodded his head.
At this time he still hated his father, remembering how he had beaten him. When Seno came home with her cheating women. Until finally Seno left her with her stepmother because she wanted to remarry another woman.
Since then Pram swore, he would only love one woman in his life. Seno's irritation, apparently not only hurt Endah's stepmother.
His biological mother until she died because she was hurt by the man, if only his mother was still alive she would not have fared like this.
Pram is now at the nursery of his mother, he gathered in front of the tomb that reads the name Wulandari. His heart screamed, questioning why his mother left him alone why he did not die with his mother alone.
"Mother." Lirih Pram, currently wants to ask a lot of questions. Unfortunately, his lips were unable to speak. Pram only looked at his mother's grave in silence until a drop of tears fell down his cheek.
*****
Najma is now at the residence of his parents, Risma welcomes the arrival of Najma with joy.
"My granddaughter's home, it's the same Oma." Risma took Akela from Najma's arms, and she kissed the baby's cheek with anxiety.
"Najma you must be exhausted after a long journey? You better take a break. Akela let Mama take care of her" said Risma.
"But if Akela is fussy how is Ma? on the way he only sleeps for a while usually if it's like that he'll be fussy." Najma is worried about her son, Akela does not look as cheerful as usual.
"It's okay, trust Mama. After all, Mama has more experience taking care of babies than you." Najma sighed seeing her mother so enthusiastic towards Akela. Najma finally lets Akela be guarded by her mother.
"Our grandchildren are funny, yes" said Risma.
"The name of the baby must be funny," said Bagas, Risma had never liked Akela. Now the woman is very dear to her granddaughter.
*****
Najma lay in his bed, contemplating the journey of his life for thirty-two years. There are many things that happen, if you can go back in time. Najma wants to be a kid again, where all she knows is play. Play and play.
Najma picked up her phone when she heard the vibrating tone of the signposts of incoming messages. A short message from Pram, the man said his apology and wanted to see him tomorrow. Pram, despite the many harsh sentences that used to be spoken from the man's lips, Najma could never hate him.
Najma once tried to erase his love for the man, but he failed. Najma realized she could not live without Pram, even though the man had hurt her all the pain was not worth her immense love. So did Pram, the man loved her. During the relationship Pram never playful that's what makes Najma able to survive. Pram also loves him no less big.
