
Every second that is missed and day after day that changes Bayu always count it. Counting two years since his separation from Najma, Bayu is still drowning in solitude, with no intention of finding another woman despite the fact that some girls volunteered to be taken as wives.
Bayu only focuses on work and his only daughter Akela. He still regularly visited Akela at the residence of Najma's parents, automatically Bayu also often met with Najma. With age, the more beautiful the woman just makes Bayu more difficult to turn away.
Today Najma is the one who visited the Bayu residence, as he promised he would keep Akela close to his biological father's family. “Papaaa!” Akela ran over to Bayu, the man swiftly catching her son.
“Acela kangen Papa.” Bayu smiled amusedly at the funny voice of Akela, especially the child was also not fluent in speaking.
“You're getting heavier now.” Bayu kissed her child's puffed cheeks with anxiety. The typical scent of toddlers coming from Akela's body causes a calming sensation for Bayu.
“Let's go in. My mother has been waiting from earlier,” said Bayu, Najma nodded her head looking reticent following her ex-husband. Bayu's sweet face has now shown the lines of maturity, especially Bayu the figure of a fatherly man.
“Mbak Ningsih how are you?” najma asked, the two women of different ages hugged each other.
“Good news Najma. Why are you only here now?”
“Sorry Ma'am. I just have time now,” said Najma, now he has plunged into taking care of his parents' business fortunately Damar has healed so his cousin can help.
Now Najma also to his village Bayu with Damar, so close they Bayu had thought that the two cousins had a relationship of sorts.
“Najma you still like jackfruit, right? Coincidentally jackfruit behind the house is ripe,” said Ningsih considering when Najma was a child used to be very fond of jackfruit that has a distinctive fragrant aroma.
“Still Ma'am, I still like.”
“Ya already, later Mbak asked Bayu to take it,” said the woman berparas ayu it.
*****
The atmosphere in the quiet countryside plus the cool air makes Najma feel like staying here for a long time, but unfortunately tomorrow he has to go home and return to his boring routine, urban hustle and bustle and long commutes are often frustrating.
Najma watched Bayu who was accompanying Akela swinging under the tree, the boy was unceasingly babbling and laughing. Akela grew up to be a cheerful and active child.
Najma sneered as Damar poked his thigh. “Your ex-husband brondong is more charming I see. You don't regret leaving him? I noticed Bayu seemed to put a great taste on you. Try to open your heart to her, not during these two years Pram has not also given you any news.”
Najma snorted, it was undeniable Bayu was more charming along with his maturity. “I still want to wait for Pram.”
Damar looks irritated, waiting for Pram who is not clear where the jungle is. Damar really did not like Pram with all his nature, when he first found out who Akela's father was actually Damar so shocked coupled with the spices of the drama in it.
“You're sure he'll be back?” said Damar with a tone of speech impressed cynical.
“We love each other, no matter how long I will keep waiting for him to come back.”
“Hopefully your long wait is not in vain,” said Damar, his mind is sad to see the state of his cousin, but actually still slice again the fate of Damar himself. Until now the man has not found his life partner, but Damar is not only handsome but also well established. Of course for such a man is not a difficult matter if looking for a partner.
*****
“You want me to tell you how to successfully bind Najma?” damar's speech managed to attract Bayu's attention, the man raised his head to look at Damar.
“How to?” Damar chuckled at Bayu's enthusiasm, he patted the young man on the shoulder.
“Perkosa Najma until pregnant so she will not be able to reject you, what else you have children. Sometimes you have to use sneaky ways to get what you want,” said Damar. Bayu who was originally so enthusiastic listening to the advice of Damar turned lethargic hearing the crazy advice.
“Najma would hate me so much if I did that.”
“You won't know what it's going to look like if you never try. Ye know? How did Pram and Najma begin. Pram at that time raped Najma because of her constant annoyance at the rejection, at first Najma so hate Pram, but look now Najma is so crazy about the man who used to snatch her chastity by force.”
Bayu is agape at hearing stories about Najma and Pram's past just now. “Even at the time of the incident Najma was a teenager. Najma is forced to accept Pram as her boyfriend because he is threatened by the jerk. How Bayu you are interested in following the Pram way?”
“No,” Bayu said, what Pram does is really sneaky. Bayu could have followed that way, but Bayu was still thinking about his son, he did not want if Akela would experience something like that.
*****
“Kak why did Dad leave us?” Pram looked at his sibling who looked glum.
“Don't talk about Dad anymore. Dad is evil!” Pram said that he was very upset with the Princess every time they discussed their father who was a jerk.
“I miss Dad. I'd like to see Dad.”
“You forgot Mom said, Dad already has a new wife. Once again you discuss Father, Brother does not want to be friends with you again,” said Pram, his hatred for Seno is really ingrained.
The princess bowed sadly, Pram could not bear to see her sister like that. Pram rubs his sister's head gently. “Not sad. You want some ice cream? Let Brother buy it,” said Pram, he also rose from his seat they are now at the school stop waiting for the mother to come to pick up.
Pram intends to go to the minimarket across the street, Pram who is basically careless does not pay attention to his right left before crossing the road.
“So beware!” The princess shouted as she saw a car speeding by without a second thought she ran towards Pram and pushed her sister without caring about her own safety.
Pram who fell when pushed his sister in shock saw the little body of the princess who is now abundant with blood. “Princess..!” Pram screamed bitterly seeing his beloved sister on the verge of death.
The dream comes again, as he tries to come to terms with his past. Pram let out a long sigh, wiping the sweat on his forehead. Two years later Pram tried to improve himself, he also tried to make peace with his father. A little change has indeed been made, Pram is not as temporary as before.
Pram gets out of bed, taking a photo of Najma, the woman he misses so much. Did he appear before the woman again? Pram stared fixed photos of Najma, actually Najma had some resemblance to his late sister first.
Najma's round eyes are clear just like his sister's eyes used to be, they also have a very spoiled nature. That's what made Pram immediately fall for Najma when he first looked into the woman's clear round eyes.
“I'll see you,” said Pram smilingly looking at Najma's photo.