2 A WOUNDED HEART
Circle

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"I'm sorry to go to the toilet for a minute." Maya gets up from her seat and walks quickly to the toilet.

Ajeng looked at Maya's back which was slowly getting further away. He knew that if the woman went to the toilet to cry, it was clear that clear liquid had accumulated in her eye patch.

"Sometimes I find it funny with this circle of relationships" chirps Cakra suddenly.

He looked up and looked at his lover questioningly. "Circle? Meaning, Mas?" tanyanya asked for an explanation. Every now and then Ajeng's hand swings the Dira he carries, the baby seems sleepy.

"The relationship between me, you, Radi, Maya, Satria and Silvia," explains Cakra.

Ajeng was silent for quite a while, he thought about what Cakra had just said. "Oh yeah, you're right, Mom." After understanding, Ajeng also agreed.

"Why do I feel this is a little laughable, we are like changing partners," Ajeng added.

"It's fate, what can we do?" The relaxing answer is given by Cakra.

Ajeng. "But if you think about it again, this circle is quite amazing as well, Mas. So look, I have a husband Radi, Radi has an affair with Maya, Maya has an ex-lover named Satria, Satria is Radi's cousin and also Silvia's affair, and Silvia is your wife. Then you, fell in love with Radi's wife who was none other than me. Woah.. This is so funny, isn't it? Haha.." obviously.

Cakra nodded his head. It is true, the relationship of the six of them is like a circle that has no break-up. Each other is related to each other. Somehow fate played them like this, with the wrong people before meeting the right people.

"Look over there!" Cakra suddenly pointed towards Radi who was carrying Lingga around the room.

"Radis and Lingas, what's wrong with them?" ask Ajeng.

"They look like a son and a real father. The phallus is so sticky to Radi, and Radi also seems to love the phallus very much."

"You're right, Mas. Since birth, Kak Radi has always been with Lingga. He played a good father and loved the baby sincerely. However, in reality they are just uncles and nephews, but it does not seem to make Kak Radi's affection reduced to Lingga. Just like you were against Dira. Although Dira is not your flesh and blood, but since the womb, you have been with him. The bond is formed by itself because of the closeness that has been established."

"You're right, I love Dira so much. He is the jewel of my heart" replied Cakra. His eyes could not be seen Dira who had slept in the arms of the mother.

"Hem, you love Dira even more than I do" Ajeng said. That's right, every time Cakra went to the house, what he was looking for the first time was Dira. His free time was often spent playing with the beautiful baby. Ah.. Ajeng sometimes feel excluded.

Cakra chuckled, he slowly shuffled the long hair of Ajeng who was scattered. "I'm sorry, honey. You lost to me beautiful." Instead of persuading Ajeng who sulked, Cakra actually teased him.

"Yes already then, later if I have a handsome man, you will also lose to him, because I will certainly love him more than I love you" Ajeng replied not to lose.

Cakra's face suddenly turned cold. "You mean you're going to find another guy like that?" ask her with a piercing sounding voice.

Ajeng laughed at Cakra's overreaction. Not wanting to misunderstand, the woman continued.

"I won't look for her man, but I'll give birth to her later. A little man whose good looks will defeat the father."

Deg

Cakra's eyes bulged. "So you're saying that man is our son later?" said enthusiastically.

Shrugging his shoulders. "Depending, he'd be our son if you were my husband, but if pri-"

"Hussstin..." Cakra directly pressed Ajeng's lips with his index finger. He did not want to hear the continuation of that word. "What will be your husband is me, there can be no other man!"

"How would you be a husband if you proposed to me not yet" muttered Ajeng who was still clearly heard by Cakra.

"Is that a code?" think Cakra.

"Jeng!" call later.

"Hm?" Ajeng did not look. He focused on staring at his baby while occasionally wiping the sweat on the baby's forehead.

"I want to introduce you to my family as well..." Something that Cakra had long planned he finally uttered as well.

"W-what, Mas?" Shock? Sure oes. He hasn't even prepared himself for it.

.......

Maya stood in front of the mirror. He looked at his face in there. His hands were raised to wipe the still faithful tears down his cheeks.

"Auntie why?"

"Eh?" Maya hurriedly cleansed her face, then looked down at a little girl who had come out of nowhere.

"Is aunt sad? Papa said, people will cry when they feel sad," said the little girl.

Maya smiles, then crouches down to equalize her height with the little girl. "The aunt only remembers something sad so the aunt cries."

"Tante don't cry anymore, said papa if you like to cry later the beauty is gone."

"Eh, really?" Maya pretends to believe. "Is my aunt no longer beautiful?"

"Hide... Aunt is still pretty. Beautiful as my mother."

Maya laughed, this little girl really comforted her. "Oh yeah, by the way, what are you doing here, honey? Where are your parents?" ask Maya. He looked around, there was no one else but them in the toilet.

"Eh? Then let's get in..." Maya opens one of the toilet cubicles and leads the boy in.

"Tante.." call the boy.

"Why, baby?"

The girl with two braided hair looked at Maya with a timid face. "Tente don't go, yeah. Follow me until I finish peeing. I'm afraid.." she asked.

Maya chuckles. "Good, baby. Hurry in and pee in your pants!"

"Yes, hihi..."

A few minutes later, the boy came out. "Already, Aunt. Then I'll wash my hands first." He walked straight to the sink.

"Aunty..." The girl called Maya back.

"Why, baby?" ask Maya as she approaches.

"The place is high, I'm not up to wash his hands," he said innocently.

Maya again smiled, she pinched the boy's round cheek. "Then how do you want a aunt, honey?"

"Gendong.." he said shyly.

Maya nodded. He held the adorable boy so he could wash his hands.

"Tante. said the teacher, washing hands must use soap to clean." he said.

"Yes, your teacher was right, honey. We have to wash our hands with soap so that the germs on our hands die."

"It's over, Auntie. I'm going down."

Maya lowers the little girl's body. "Let's get out?" bring him.

"Yes..." Suddenly the girl held Maya's hand out of the toilet.

... ....

A man pacing anxiously awaits his daughter who has not returned from the toilet.

"Father!" The call made him turn around. Apparently his daughter is back. And he's with a woman, who?

"Key, honey. Why so long, son? Papa's anxiously waiting for you." The man grabbed his daughter and took her in a sling.

"Sorry, Papa. I was scared, the toilet was quiet. Good thing there's a pretty aunt, she wants to accompany me inside, "tell the boy.

The man looked at the woman who had helped his daughter. Eh? It seems he knows.

"Mrs Maya?"

Maya who was called by her name looked up. He looked at the man who was the little girl's father. "Sorry, do I know you?" ask Maya.

"I'm the cop who drove you to the hospital" the man replied.

"Eh?" Maya tries to remember, but she still doesn't remember. Maybe because it wasn't okay at the time. "Ah..thank you for your help at that time, sir." Maya can't remember, so she just thanked him for the man's help.

"Either. I also have to thank you for helping my daughter" said the man.

"Ah, yes. No problem, it's."

"Kei, have you thanked Aunt Maya?" The man asked his daughter who had been busy listening to the conversation of the two adults.

"Not yet, Papa." The boy called Kei by his papa laughed wryly.

"Come now say it!"

"Gorgeous aunt, thank you for accompanying Kei on the toilet." Kei said cute, making the two people there anxious.

"Yes, equally dear." Maya smiled and rubbed Kei's head slowly.

"Want to not be Kei's mom?"

Deg

"What?!"

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