
"Penchana?"
"Yes, God? That's right Bima, isn't it? Where have you been?" Without further ado, the woman slid into Bima's embrace.
"Yes, what are you doing here?" bima asked while pushing the woman's body away from him, not forgetting to reach the cellphone that had been lying near his feet.
"Heum has a little business" he answered smiling knots as he tidied his hair. "You how are you? I'm very upset, Mas .. yesterday fitting to Semarang we haven't had time to meet."
"I'm good," Bima replied flatly without staring at her interlocutor. How to look at Renjana if now he panics because Lengkara ended the call without saying anything.
"Hate me, huh?"
"Hm? Meanin?" Bima frowned, the question from Renjana managed to make him confused of course.
"I waited for years ... until finally asking papa to intervene, but it turns out you still choose another woman," he said bitterly, smiling, the sharp highlight of Bima was fixed on Renjana who until now still looked at him so closely.
"What do you want to talk about? If you still want to talk about it, it is better to stop. I'm not comfortable."
After knowing that Papa Atma intends to match him, Bima had confirmed to Renjana if he was married. Yes, even if only with a short message should Renjana understand.
However, in fact it is somewhat different because now Renjana shows that he seems to lose Bima. In fact, even though Bima did not give hope to the woman, really.
"Who is he, my friend? That lucky lady .. Do I know her?" The pace did not stop, he was still trying to hold Bima with questions that could make Bima settle.
"No, you don't know him."
"Oh yeah? Where do you know him from? Don't you have no girlfriends besides me?"
Bima sighed softly, where might she explain. Besides not important and not at all the business of Renjana, even though he had once been friends.
"Over the story, I don't think I need to tell you at length," Bima replied with a faint smile. Not smiling at the interlocutor, but the smile came because he remembered the wife.
"Is that so? You really changed, Bima."
"Nothing has changed, I've stayed the same and you know we're not that close, stop acting like I'm hurting you, Renjana."
Presumably since long ago there has been a misunderstanding in Renjana. They have known each other for a long time, and both of their parents have been friends for a long time.
Since childhood, they have been in the same school. As Renjana thought, indeed Bima did not have many friends. Bima who since childhood is not good at getting along, Only Renjana is willing to accompany her.
However, for Bima the presence of the woman was completely meaningless. Since childhood he has been so comfortable in solitude, and a child who always follows his steps does not include friends.
"Yes know .. but can I talk to you about something?"
"I'm so sorry I didn't_"
"For the last time, Mas, I want you to know my feelings will not change .. Even when you are present in my dreams, I hope I will never wake up again."
"I love you from when, and I don't know when, but obviously_"
"How many times do I have to say it? I already have a wife," replied Bima firmly and then sighed harshly, talking to Renjana is like talking to a pillow, free.
"Yes know!! That's why I'm sick .. You don't know how broken my heart is when you know you're married?" ask Renjana with teary eyes, a heartfelt cry from a broken woman, but in the eyes of Bima is nothing more than drama.
"Ck, with you talking like this what do you wish for? I can't do anything, don't give me a headache."
Let alone regret, sympathy he did not. Indeed attracting the attention of Bima is the most useless thing ever. In fact, he looked away when the cry of Renjana increasingly became.
Some people began to make it the center of attention, crying Renjana and in front of Bima made them misunderstand. Of course, in the minds of those people they are a couple who are having a big fight.
If a man will try to calm down in various ways, Bima actually does different things. "Hallo, Om," said Bima who immediately made Renjana speechless.
"It's Bima .. It's nothing, I met Jana" he said again as he stared at the woman at a glance.
"Mas, what are you doing?"
"Woah happens to be if so, he's still at Om's airport. Just pick it up, I have business and can't drive it."
Instantly the tears and sadness Renjana broke after Bima contacted her papa. As Bima spoke, the man even smiled in a knot after making Renjana panic half to death.
"You ran away apparently? Go home, Jakarta is not good to hide," said Bima patted his shoulder and passed.
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Bima doesn't care what happens to Renjana. The position is more worrying now. Most likely the wife is angry because now Bima's phone seems to be deliberately ignored.
"Lift, Ra!!" Bima was traveling at high speed, the thoughts in his head seemed to be fighting and was guessing what was happening.
Along the way he issued an expletive that was fixed on Renjana. Very upset Bima made, but want to be angry at the woman was also useless because the mistake also lies in him.
If only he focused on Lengkara and did not choose to leave from the beginning, then this kind of thing would not happen. If this is how he wants, most likely Bima must kneel at the feet of the wife.
Arriving at home, Bima ran even accidentally hit Pak Iwan who was arranging Lengkara's favorite flowers. Bima's mind was completely deadlocked and his main goal was only the wife, that's all.
"Mom, where's Kara?"
"It's in the kitchen."
Not yet had time to say thank you Bima ran towards the kitchen with a breath that is now panting. Arriving there, Bima was made to look at a knife in Lengkara's hand.
Just a simple scene that is often done by housewives in general. However, for some reason in the eyes of Bima it looks different. In a matter of seconds, the fear became more real until Bima screamed when Lengkara swung a knife and made the cucumber in front of him cut in half.
"Why you?" asked Lengkara with a flat face without removing the knife from his hand.
"Ti-no, Ra ... What are you doing?" Bima smiled awkwardly as she approached the wife.
Before Bima did anything, it was clear that she had to be careful. Lengkara's eyes were too sharp to be considered a joke. "Cut the cucumber, want the mascara so as not to lose beautiful," he replied casually and then again cut the cucumber with full feeling.
"Suddenly, why is that?"
"The age now must be able to maintain the appearance if not want her husband smitten the former," replied Lengkara then whipped and focused on his busyness.
"He's not an ex, Ra."
"I don't talk about you, why answer that? Feel it?" Lengkara raised an eyebrow while clearly remembering how the voice of the woman named Jana was so softly greeting her husband.
"Wrong again, I really want to kill you, Renjana!!"
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- To Be Continued