You Forgot My Wife's Son

Chapter 6

Kartika noticed Jeni who was already snoring softly. The 26-year-old mother rubbed her son's cheek with a finger.

Should be a child the age of Jeni, feel happiness accompanied by both parents. But destiny says something else. Since birth into the mortal world, Jeni was not recognized by her father.

Ironic indeed for Kartika, what to do. "Tomorrow, you'll meet your father, son, sweet booby baby"

Kartika got off the bed after kissing Jeni's cheek, she opened the door of the room, it's still 10 p.m. Samar-Samar Kartika heard the sound of television. With a slow step Kartika approached the sound.

"You haven't slept Tik?"

Arumi and Renaldi say they are still watching television.

"Not Mbak, eyes feel very dry" Kartika sat down to join them.

"Right, you met Angga Tik?" arumi had told her husband.

"Right brother Aldi" he said briefly.

"Have you talked to each other?" Aldi put cigarette butts in ashtrays.

"Not yet, if tomorrow we meet again, I will ask for time to talk, if he wants of course" Kartika said pessimistically.

"Ask Tik, what does the child want! how insolent, Angga, already poor belagu!" rumi's curse is irritated.

"Mama... can not heat up, let Kartika same Aldi himself who solve this problem, we do not need to interfere" Aldi said wisely.

"Just kid! my nephew's sister was hurt and I kept quiet?!" sulcan Rumi.

"Surely said Aldi Mbak Rum, let me try to speak from heart to heart."

Kartika supported both cheeks with both hands on the table.

"Hopefully you can still unite Tik" added Aldi, turning to Kartika concerned.

"If it were a problem, I would think a thousand times over, which is important to me, Jeni could meet her father. That's it."

Kartika rested her shoulders on the chair. If indeed the assumption is true, that Angga is married again. Kartika will surrender and ask Angga to divorce only. Of course Kartika does not want honey like women in general.

"I slept first Ma'am, brother"

"Yes Tik, we're going to sleep too" they went into the room. But before Kartika took a drink of water and brought it to the room.

Kartika lay her body next to Jeni finally took a walk to dreamland.

******

Kartika lives in Jakarta for a month. There was no chance to talk to her husband. Because, how to talk if every factory always alone with his young wife.

The morning of the present sun greeted all preoccupied with their respective tasks as Kartika did.

Before leaving for work, he washed clothes first, then sunbaked, prepared breakfast. This is what Kartika does every day. There is still more important is taking care of the child before leaving school.

"Learn the poor" he said while helping Jeni wear the uniform.

"Yes bun, Jeni wants to be a pinter like mom"

"Cock like mommy?"

"Yes, great mom, pinter taught me, until Jeni could read and write. Not to mention you have to cook, keep working, find money for me too" he said.

"Don't just be like mother dong, you have to be a successful person, at least can be a Minister" advised Kartika while checking the book prepared by Jeni. Because Kartika always taught Jeni to be independent.

"Said my teacher, success does not have to be a Minister or President bun, anyway I want to be like mother" kekeh Jeni.

"Yes, mother relented, now we go yuk"

"Every mother" They left.

"In front of the school, stop first! bang" said Kartika.

After the driver stops, Jeni and Anisa get off. "You be careful" Kartika rubbed the head of her son and nephew as they descended.

"Jaga Ada ya, Nis"

"Every Aunt" they waved to Kartika and then the transportation went back.

The car stopped in front of the bakery. Kartika came down after paying for the transport. Along with that, BMW cars came. Who else is the passenger? besides Rangga and Diana.

The car got into the parking lot, as usual, Angga got out of the car first. Then opened the door for Diana, walking hand in hand, passing Kartika who was still standing among the employees. This kind of scenery almost every day Kartika see.

Kartika could only sigh, sighing heavily. Of jealousy? yes sure. Kartika can not deny, Angga is his first love.

There are many employees standing there. Because the time is still morning, not yet the entry hours and in use them to rest.

"Well..sos sweet... Mr. Rangga is the same Diana was a romantic couple" said Lia.

"He eemm.. when can I have such a husband, handsome, rich, dear wife.." halu one of the employees.

"Despecting you altitude, will fall nyungsep into the sewer loh" seloroh Sekar chuckled. "Aren't they Tik?" continued.

"Yes kali" said Kartika short, then entered ahead of them. "Why him? I don't like to talk like that" Lia said.

"Where do I know!" He quickly chased after Kartika.

"Tik wait dong" Sekar managed to line the steps of Kartika.

"Why are you Tik? if I talk about Mr. Rangga's problem, Diana, you don't like it?"

"Don't not like, but also must be envious of others" mrengos annoyed while continuing to walk without looking.

"Yeee... Who is envious? I'm just happy with the harmony of their household"

"Yes! I give up the example of their household." Kartika's tone, getting upset. Kartika did not look back immediately towards the kitchen.

While Sekar still silently looked at his best friend from behind shook his head, then continued his steps.

Kartika and friends of one profession work in silence, looks like mom Yoyoh walking back and forth, her hands folded back, watching under her. Until noon all employees rest.

For employees who have more money looking to eat out. While Kartika with Sekar as usual, eat in the cafeteria that has been set up factory. Although the breadth of tofu and vegetables, but meet nutritional standards there is no problem for Kartika.

After eating, Kartika permission Sekar want to go to the toilet first. Kartika street is in a hurry to shorten the time.

"Bruck"

Kartika hit a man, on the border of the toilet between a man and a woman. The man staggered back.

Beside the rush of the room was a bit dark, to the faint appearance of a man wearing a black suit.

"Direct the eyes! don't wear a hunch" the man pulled over and fixed his shoes.

"Sorry sir, I'm in a hurry" Kartika said.

The man rushed out, ignoring Kartika's words. Until look handsome face of the man known Kartika when passing under the lamput light.

"Mas Angga"

The man stopped his steps but did not look.

"Mas Angga. It's Kartika"

Kartika stands in front of Angga. Their eyes meet each other. The eyes that make Kartika pounding at that time, and until now the pounding was still felt on the chest of Kartika.