You Forgot My Wife's Son

Chapter 11

The morning was very dark the sky was covered with cloudiness. The drizzling rain ushered in Kartika's steps, towards where she sought fortune. A body that is not yet fully healthy does not dampen his spirit to leave. Long-time resting the body will only make it lose money. Of course, his salary will be cut later.

All he had in mind was, looking for money for the needs of his son. As an employee who has not received UMR is certainly only enough for daily needs.

Once grateful, he did not have to contract the house. Yep. Just helping her brother buy soap. It is also not good if you just stay without spending money.

As soon as it reaches the front of DIANA BAKERY. The rain is getting heavier. Kartika glanced at the clock was only a few minutes away from work. Inevitably Kartika broke through the rain water after paying for transportation.

Arriving inside, Kartika's clothes were soaked. "Yes.wet" he murmured as he wagged his clothes. "Let's change the uniform anyway." he said to himself.

"Kartika" said the handsome man, hair misty perfume already smell from a distance. Dressed in a maroon shirt, and black pants with pantofel shoes sounded shrill approaching.

"You've been healed?" ask Devan.

"Already sir, the doctor's license is only a three-day break." Kartika took a look at Devano's shirt with no water splotches. Then Kartika looked at the parking lot. The people in the car do not suffer the fate of me. Nasip's. Astagfirrullah. Forgive your servant, O Allah.

"Your clothes are wet" Devan noticed Kartika rubbing her palms to reduce the cold.

Kartika glanced at Angga who walked towards her like there was a chance to avenge her heartache. To the man he loved seligus he hated.

"Yes, wet like this, it is common for me Mr. Devan. It's not how much, there's still a lot of suffering before"

"I am a hard man, having to fight alone, selling a traveling cake without a husband. Even if I'm pregnant."

"How can I give birth to a healthy baby. Despite not eating enough nutrition at least the baby I was carrying grew perfectly."

"As much as possible I raised my son, without asking anyone for help." Kartika said staring at a glimpse of the face of Angga who became deathly pale. I don't know what's on Angga's mind. Kartika deliberately fishing Angga.

"You speak long very hehehe..." Devan does not know Rangga's presence.

"Well, just so you know, this is the struggle of the mother who raised her child. But I am happy and proud Mr. Devan, you already know, my son grew up healthy and smart." concluded Kartika. Satisfied can satirize a man who is still legitimate to be her husband.

"Have Dev come?" asked Rangga diverted, his heart was slashed to hear Kartika's words and then stood next to Devan.

"Yes Mr. Rangga. You just arrived too? where's Diana's mother going?"

"Already inside" he answered briefly and then stole a glance at the direction of Kartika. However, Kartika is still more beautiful to look at the wall than a man who has forgotten his promise.

"Talk Mr. Rangga, this is my friend Kartika" Devan stared at Kartika.

Rangga gave up his hand, wanting to shake with Kartika. But Kartika did not respond at all.

"Sir Devan, I changed the uniform first yes, it's time to enter the problem" Kartika reasoned that it was right because it was already the entry hour. Kartika then walked away.

"From tomorrow, you I pick ya up, keep me going home" Devan said of concern. Pity to see Kartika every day on a crowded transport.

"Don't sir, someone will be angry" Kartika walked quickly, then Devan followed walking beside him. Rangga silently clenched tightly, feeling neglected. Then followed too.

"Who's angry?" Devano. Kartika walked looking down.

"Yes, Mr. Dev's wife, I am! who else?!" ketus Kartika's.

"I don't have a wife." Devan told me.

"Lied!" Kartika sneered to stop her steps. "Liar men are many in this world! I have a wife's child! say it's still a bachelor! stale it!" Kartika pressed the word "Basi!" angga quip. Then completely stay away from those two men. Withstand the tears that have piled up do not fall.

Kartika headed to the locker for the storage of the work clothes, took one and took it to the bathroom.

While Devan and Rangga look at each other no matter what they think.

"That girl is cynical Dev? she's your girlfriend, isn't she?" search Rangga, he knew that Kartika insinuated herself.

"Not yet sir, this is just pede kate hehehe," Devan chuckled in embarrassment.

"Is he not married?" Rangga pretended not to know.

"Not yet sir, but she said she was a widow in her dead husband's house,"

"Pity him sir, he said his sumi died tronton car to the point of breaking his head." Devan told a horrified story

Angga glared sharply. Didn't expect Kartika to talk like that.

"I entered first Sir" said Devan walking towards the room after being assailed by Rangga.

She turned back to the car as usual after driving Diana. Go straight to the office. This time the rain has stopped.

Actually Diana could have been escorted by a driver, but Diana did not want to, better among Rangga.

While driving Rangga upset. Remember Devan's saying "He died of tronton until his head was crushed" the words were like a ghostly haunt that inhabited his ears.

But the stupid time with everything that was in the mind of Rangga, now he already has everything and will not return to poor life.

Flashback.

"Let's go in, this is my house" Mr. Hermawan who is none other than Papa Diana entered the courtyard of a large and luxurious house.

Rangga was stunned by the view circulating throughout the luxury house. The conglomerate house. Only the sultan's family had a house like this.

"Let's go in, let's go." Mr. Hermawan pulled Angga's hand and brought him inside.

"Ma, meet this Rangga" Mr. Hermawan introduced Rangga to his wife. Without saying much, Mama Uly pulled Papa by the hand, taking her away from Angga who was still standing in the living room.

"What the hell is it... Why carry such a rasp? where's the smell again!" Omel Mama Uly's.

"Listen Ma, you know?! he's a good, honest boy." Papa then told him that Rangga helped him when he was taken earlier. Mama Uly believed it.

While in the guest room. "Heh who are you?!" sergeant Diana just came down the stairs. Seeing the disgusted Rangga.

Rangga just smiled looking at the beautiful woman and***, her face was conspicuous.

"Smile again! basic padlock! where's the smell again! out there!" Diana closed her nose.

Rangga remained silent. "Bibiiii.. bring a broomstick!" squeal Diana.

"What's the Non?" Aunt running ngosan.

"The driver of this man Bi! soiling this house!" sergeant Diana. While pressing his nose. Because Rangga is a bad smell. During the time of being a vagrant Rangga rarely took a bath. Sometimes shower if you find time.

"What the hell is Diana?" Mr. Hermawan stopped Diana's tirade.

"Look at this Pa, there's a bum coming into our house!" Diana looked at Angga stifled.

"Hus! you can't be Papa's guy in the office"

"You better take a shower first, son, here's a change of clothes" Papa handed her used clothes are still worth using one suitcase.

"Thank you sir" Angga nodded respectfully.

"Bi please take Angga to the bathroom, continue to clean the room on the second floor next to Diana yes" Papa said.

"Okay sir" Auntie escorted Rangga to the bathroom.

"Father! why did she sleep in the room next to Diana anyway?!" Diana was upset with Papa. It was smelly, cuddly, told to sleep next to him anyway.

"Hus! you can't do that, let's just how he's human."

"Right said Papa Na" said Mama Uly. At first he behaved the same. But after hearing Papa Mama's explanation relented.

While Rangga, he was bathing using shampoo, soap that was already available.

He soaked in a bathtub that has been prepared by the aunt, and perfumed. Rubbing hair, with shampoo, rubbing the body with soap. Water used to bathe until the brown colored her dirty horn. Finished bathing, Angga then wear the t-shirt given Papa Hermawan even though the former according to the rich man level Mr. Her. But for Angga it is still like new.

Flashback.