A Mother's To Your Child
SIUA 16 Rama's

Mother's To Your Child (16)

Salma was still silent when Rama's car began to drive away from the house that became his second residence since marriage.

Ting

A notification came to Salma's phone from the new number.

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In the afternoon, Salma sat on a chair on the front porch looking at Zayden who was playing with Faisa.

He felt happy when the brother laughed together fighting for the ball with Faisal.

" Oh, go there first. Ical play by yourself first." Zayden approached Salma who was watching them.

" Have you decided?" asked Zayden as he sat down beside his sister.

This was the first time Zayden had time to talk to his sister. Because, since then Faisal always stuck to him and wanted to play with him.

" I decided to give the dormitory a chance. I hope I'm not wrong in making this decision, sis" said Zayden.

" Maybe it's better that way. Brother does not intend to defend Rama, but it is not easy to move on from past love. Moreover, Brother knows the relationship between the two is established long enough.

The error may be one. He didn't tell you when he met his ex-wife. However they will forever be connected because of Ical." Zayden spoke at length about his opinion.

Salma confirmed what her sister had said. The two will always be connected because of Faisal. Even though Faisal had no inner bond with his biological mother.

" Self when will I get married? Don't you get tired of living alone?" Salma similarly changed the subject.

Zayden smiled in response to his sister's question. " Sister has found the right woman for you to make a companion for life."

" Are they?" Salma did not believe.

Her brother never once told her about women but, now suddenly said he had found the right companion.

" Do I know him, brother?,"

" You know him very well."

" Seriously, brother?,"

" Sister just found out" he replied.

...******...

"Why is it here?" A man asked his friend who was sitting in front of him.

" I've resigned." He said while loosening his tie.

The man in the office suit was sitting casually while sipping the coffee that was on the table.

" That's my coffee."

" I'm thirsty."

"When thirsty, drink water instead of coffee." Rama shook his head when the coffee that he had not drunk had run out.

" Isn't your plan next month?" Rama realized his best friend was resigning too soon.

" Hm. I changed my plan. The Insi family wants to speed up our wedding plans. Her brother who is a soldier will go on overseas duty next month. Therefore, our marriage is advanced."

Rama nodded his head. He does know Andre's plans will follow in his footsteps out of the company. But I didn't expect it so soon.

" This is the job application letter that came in?," Andre noticed the pile of brown envelopes on his left.

" yes. The fans are quite a lot." Rama continued to peruse the incoming job application letter.

He separates the cover letter whose CV is in accordance with what is needed and what is not. First selection before interview.

" Om Heru when will it come?" asked Andre who began to help Rama research the CV.

" Maybe in two days. It's still out of town to review his branch cafe."

Om Heru is Rama's uncle who helps Rama realize Rama's dream of owning his own business. He also helped Rama in all things both the search for suitable locations as well as various kinds of business licenses that Rama did not really understand.

" When do you start the interview?,"

"After this CV we choose, we just do an interview."

They are busy with their activities until a phone goes into Rama's cell phone.

Rama smiled when he saw who called him. That smile did not escape Andre's vision.

📱 "It still checks the incoming job application letter."

📲 "Don't forget to eat ya."

📱 " Yes, Sa..Yes, definitely." replied Rama sighing. " Have you eaten yourself?,"

Andre was quite strange looking at the expression of his best friend.

📲 "We just finished eating. Oh yeah, what time's it?,"

📱" Ba'da Ashar looks like. Why?,"

📲 " Oh. Here, someone wants Zayden to tell you. Means dinner at home yeah,"

📱" Yes. Is the medicine in the drink?,"

📲 "After this, just take medicine.,"

📱 " Hm. Don't forget to take the medicine."

📲 " Yes, Mas. Yeah, I hung up. Assalamu'alaikum."

📱" Wa'alaikumussalam."

Rama still looks at his phone . His feelings are mixed. Glad that Salma's back on her. However, sad because it has not been able to freely express its regret.

" What is your relationship?" Andre did not know how the husband and wife continued after Salma entered the hospital.

" Salma gave me a second chance. I'm grateful she didn't ask for a divorce."

" Take good use of this opportunity. No more hurting his heart. The feeling when he's going you're confused."

" yes. I'm sober. I also wouldn't want to be a stupid man who did the same mistake."

" Seriously moved on from the past?,".

" yes. After what happened, how come I lose Salma and go back to the Goddess."

" Good."

" But I feel like your attitude seems to be getting stiff?,"

" I'm just afraid of letting go of calling him 'Dear',"

" Lah, is she your wife?" Andre looked strangely at his best friend.

" You don't know when you're in the hospital. How angry was Salma when I called her that name. He thinks I'm on a show." Rama remembered that time. For the first time he saw the anger of his wife for the first time. Anger mixed with sadness.

" Hopefully Salma will be able to trust you soon." Andre prayed for his best friend sincerely.

" I hope so."

" Yes, let alone restoring faded trust is not easy,"

" You're right. I'm so worried she still suspects I'm seeing the Goddess behind her."

" Just report all your activities. If you need to use a photo or video, let him be sure." Andre's Idea. Possessive women usually ask for it.

" It should go that far."

" Yes, it's also called effort."

Rama silence. Worrying about the bad.

" Initiative is a husband. Sensitize little. Already know the wife again crisis of trust. Don't wait to be asked." Andre knew Rama was silent not not listening but, thinking about what he said.

...******...

At home, Salma was reading a book on the bed.

However, his focus was shifted when he heard his phone ring a sign there was an incoming message. Not just once. But, repeatedly.

Ting... Ting .. Ting. ..

Salma frowned when she found out who sent her the message.

Didn't I just call her? What's up, huh?. Salma was astonished because it was not usual for Rama to send him a message. Even more than one.

A second later, Salma smiled to herself. I saw the message from her husband.

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