You Forgot My Wife's Son

Chapter 31

"Carticles?" greet a young man. The one who was well dressed, was about to leave for the office.

"Sir Devano? lives here too? yes aampuuun. kirain far away" Kartika was surprised to see the two-story house.

"Yes Tik, actually wanted to visit Kak Aldi's house, but not yet had time."

"Fuck, you sell cakes, Tik?" Devan holds a bicycle that is still parked in front. Then I looked at Kartika. Devan feels guilty because Kartika was expelled from the factory, even though he really needs the work. Devan pity, for the sake of supporting his son Kartika to be willing to sell a traveling cake.

"Yes sir, just today when I started selling, uh it turns out Grandma bought my cake," Kartika looked happy.

"Sorry Tik, although in fact I am more entitled to lay off employees, but the boss's decision cannot be contested. I still don't understand what your mistake was." Devan rectifies the problem that he did not interfere in the dismissal of women in his presence.

"Hehehe... Mr. Devan is serious. I'm fine, sir, I'd rather work alone. Well. despite a little income. But I feel happy." Kartika is low, of course, Kartika's income from the sale of cakes, more than the wages received from Diana's bakery.

"You know each other?" asked Grandma, she felt neglected they even talked together.

"Meet Nek, this is Devan's friend, who Devan told me about at the time."

"Oh so, here son, talk inside" Grandma said then he went inside.

"Thank you Grandma" Kartika rubbed Grandma's shoulder that still looked healthy.

"Sir Devan likes a gibbah huh?" todong Kartika's.

"Geek?" Devan looked confused.

"So Mr. Devan said to Grandma right, he said he liked to tell me."

"Oh kirain what" Devan ranted. "What a clear story about your kindness."

"So yuk, it's not good to talk on the side of the road" Devan said.

"Other times Mr. Devan, I want to go home, besides you want to work."

"Awhile, on the terrace only if you do not want to enter. There's something I want to ask" forced Devan. Kartika finally complies.

They had a chat on the floor after Kartika sidelined the bike.

"What art is Tik?" Devan Kangen was also with the boy for almost a month not meeting.

"Alhamdulillah. Mr. Devan said there was something to ask. What yes?"

"Where do you know Jeni?" ask Devan. This is what stuck in his heart, and Devan wanted to ask. But there's no chance.

Kartika plays her nails. He thought about what answer he would give him. Wanting to be honest at this time, it will definitely be a long story and confused to begin with.

"Tik" Devan repeated.

"Du-in the Bakery sir." replied Kartika stammering.

Did Mr Devan ever see Jeni alone with Mr Rangga?" Kartika asked back.

"Have seen Rangga's post."

Kartika nodded. "Oh yeah, how's the factory, sir, still good?" Kartika.

Devan nodded weakly. "Since your departure and friends of wet cake making become a mess of Tik. We hired new employees, but the results were not satisfactory. For now the production is stopped wet cake. We focus on the dry cakes." said Devano. "Where Diana is usually just grumpy keep checking." Devan was upset.

"Oh that's it"

"Actually what's the matter with Diana? he did, if I offend you directly emotion."

Kartika breathed heavily. "Just ask Mrs Diana, why?" kartika.

"I went home first Sir" did not want to discuss Diana's hot problem. Kartika also returned home.

"Wait for Tik" Devan clasped Kartika's hand. Kartika pulled her hand fast.

"Sorry" Devan embarrassed himself.

"What else do you want to say, sir?" Kartika stood up.

"I-I love you." honestly Devan.

"Haha... Mr. Devan is there" Kartika just chuckled. Maybe a Devan likes him. Kartika.

"Tik, I'm serious, I want us to get married and raise Jeni together. Not only did I fall in love with you, but I also loved Jenita.

"Sorry sir, I can't. I want us to remain friends no taste that will just be complicated." said Kartika.

"What do you mean?" Devan stared at Kartika with longing eyes.

Along the way Kartika still thinks of Devan. "If you know Dev, I'm your boss's wife" Kartika murmured.

"Assynolt...." Kartika arrived home.

"Goddessalam..."

"Well, how come you go home again Tik? why?" Arumi panicked to see her sister come home fast she thought the cake was not selling.

"See what Ma'am, eng ing eng..." Kartika lifted the empty box sparkling. "Some one bought Ma'am, three hundred cookies only two people bought." Kartika terrible at the sale earlier. But it doesn't tell me that Devan shot him.

"Alhamdulillah.cake made you tasty Tik, it is certainly a lot of who like if it has tasted. I'm sure your efforts will be smooth, especially the complex next to the elite complex."

"Aami... Oh God..." Kartika scooped her face with her palms.

"Sir, I'm going to target ya, '" he said excitedly. And only Arumi.

*****

During the day as usual Angga picks up Jeni. The father and son were talking to each other.

"What did you learn in school?" ask Angga while on the way.

"Learning maths is the same language as Indonesia, continue to be asked to sing forward." said Jeni.

"Keep...What were you singing about?" rubbing Jeni's head gently.

"Singing Mother's song."

"Mother's Song? how's that?" look around for a moment and then refocus on driving.

Hoho Mother is there and there is no you always

it's in my heart.

"Once the song is"

"Oh that's it. You sing too. By the way Mother. Can you ask me something?"

"Ask what Om?" Jeni shifts closer to the driver.

"When in the village, what did Mother do?" investigate Angga.

"Mother diligently Om, selling cakes, make your own money for Jeni. End of Jeni's bad father, go not home." Jeni pouting.

Deg. Angga's heart was listening.

"It's so, Jeni even if at school Kindergarten like sprains, friends say Jeni. Said Jenita was a bastard."

"What is an illegitimate child, Om?" ask Jenita plain.

"Have not discussed again yes" Rangga is not strong anymore to hear, it turns out not only Kartika who suffered because without him on their side. But it turns out that this innocent child also endured suffering.

"Oh yes Om, Mommy today began to sell cakes" Jeni remembered her mother

"Mother cake sales?" Angga.

"Yes Om, Jeni is sad, why Mother did not look for Dad just now, just like Bude Arumi. Staying home is not going anywhere. Someone gave me money. Jeni is okay if Mommy is looking for a new Dad." Jeni said sadly.

Rangga turned his head quickly, his heart was really not strong to hear Jenita's words. The two remained silent until they reached the front of the house.

"Assalamualaikum" Jeni goes inside in follow Rangga.

"Waalaikumsalam" Rumi opened the door. Jeni kissed the back of Arumi's hand. "Art change clothes first, Bude"

"Yes my son"

"Anisa's private tutoring Ma'am, so don't come home" Angga covered the bitterness of her heart hearing Jenita's speech earlier.

"Yes Ga, it's common to be three times a week,"

"When there's a Mommy?"

"Kartika again to the market, buy the ingredients for tomorrow's cake."

"Where's Ma'am, I picked ya up, what's he going up?" tanya Angga held an excited breath.

"So the time to go on an ojek, to the traditional market."

"I'm leaving Mommy." Ranggano rushed away. Arumi looked up not to offer a drink.