Annanta
A Picture

"Anta," called Elvano as he waved his hand in front of Anta's face. But the girl had no movement. He seems to have fallen asleep.

Elvano pulled the corner of her lips to form a smile. He moved closer to Anta. Her eyes did not escape that beautiful face.

"I don't think you're in love with me" said Elvano. His hand rubbed gently on Anta's cheek. His gaze then fell on Anta's lips. Spontaneous he brought his face closer. As their lips were about to touch, Elvano immediately distanced her face. He shook his head several times, trying to shake off his dirty thoughts.

"It's not time for Elvano!" muttered Elvano slowly.

The man then laid his body. As he could, he pulled Anta into his cot and hugged the girl. Before closing his eyes, Elvano dipped long at Anta's head.

"My wife's dream."

Since the first night he did this, it became his habit before going to bed.

***

Since he was able to walk properly and smoothly, Evan became an active child. He would rather go there than be quiet with his toys. Anta was very careful to take care of her son. He even followed Evan wherever the boy went.

"Dear Ivan, there's just gonna play." Anta held Evan's hand which kept banging on the door of Elvano's workroom. It looks like he remembered that it was Elvano's room. His father often took him to the room.

"Paa... Paa...." The boy pointed towards the door.

"Papa's not inside, baby. Papa's still in the office."

"Paa... Paa...."

"Papa's still working, son. Papa's coming home. Evan can play with Papa." Anta took Evan away. He went back to the playroom. The room was filled with minan Evan scattered about. The boy threw all his toys because he didn't like to play. He just wanted to walk around his house.

Drrtt... Drrtt...

The vibration of the mobile phone that Anta left lying on the carpet made the girl avert her eyes. The one who was staring at Evan turned to look at the cellphone.

"We'll pick up the phone first."

Anta with Evan who was in her arms grabbed the phone. His forehead shriveled to see the name "Mas El" on the phone screen.

Did El call? not usually.

When Anta was about to answer the phone, the call was interrupted. But a few seconds later the call from Elvano came back in.

"Hallo, Mom?"

"How long did he answer?" ask Elvano coldly.

"I-I'm sorry, Mom."

"You're sud—I mean Elvano's been eating?" Elvano straight up.

"Here you go, my mom."

"Have a shower?"

"Not yet, Mas."

"Have you had milk?"

"Here you go, my mom."

Ck. Why singakat answer? This Anta, just piss me off.

"Pa...." Evan held the phone that Anta put on her ear.

"Yes, kid. Yes, this is Papa," said Anta. The girl kept the phone away from her ear and let Evan hold it.

The boy stared at the darkened mobile phone screen. "Paa.." chirped.

"It's the same Papa's son, huh? Evan?"

"Thaa... Taas... Paa...."

"Evan hasn't bathed yet? Evan took a shower, huh? let Papa come home Evan already perfumed."

"Maa... Maa...."

Yes, your mother also smells.

"Yes, Evan took a bath with Mama, huh?"

Evan did not answer again. The focus is only on the screen that now displays its own face. Then he smiled. Anta who saw it became anxious herself. He impatiently kissed the toddler's cheek.

"Anta?"

"Yes, Mum."

"Why is Evan silent?"

"Ooh. You take a shower when Evan cleans up my workspace."

"Yes, Mum."

"Yes already. I'll close first."

"Yes, Mum."

Is he no other words than "yes mas, already mas, not yet mas?" can't you ask me or get my passion for work? I'm so upset I heard it.

"Mass?"

"Hm."

"Why hasn't he been killed?"

"You shut it down from there."

"But ak—"

Tutt... Tutt... Tutt...

Elvano deliberately turned off the phone. Make Anta's speech cut off.

Anta took a breath and then looked at the smile. To not need to feel hurt. But no matter how much he tried. It still hurts.

***

After Anta bathes him, the super active Evan falls asleep. He's probably tired all day. Anta is also exhausted, but she remembers Elvano's message to clean up her workplace.

"Where is Miss Anta going? why not take a break, son? mumpung his young master again sleep," said Bi Ijah.

"Anta want to clean up Mas El's workspace first, Bi. After that, Anta just rest."

"Let's just Aunty, son."

"No, Bi. Let Anta be. Aunty is tired of running her own house. His help was just a little. Let Anta clean up Mas El's workspace."

"Yes, if Nak Anta wants that. Auntie wants to do another job first. Son of Anta if you need anything, just call Auntie."

"Yes, Bi. Auntie too if tired of rest first. Don't get too hard on it, Bi."

"Yes, Son. Aunt's leaving for work again." Anta nodded.

After Bi Ijah left, Anta moved towards Elvano's office. He chatted with Elvano, asking her the keys to the room. It turned out that the man kept it in the bottom drawer of a small closet in front of the room, right next to the door.

Anta pushed the door slowly when she opened it. He went in and started cleaning it.

"The room of Mas El is still clean and tidy. I'm quite sweeping and mending in some parts that are still messy." Anta muttered.

The girl continued to focus on sweeping and tidying up the husband's room. Until finally he stopped in front of Elvano's desk. He stared at the slightly open desk drawer. His hand pulled the drawer wide open. There are some documents in it. However, Anta's gaze focused on the picture frame lying on top of the documents. Anta grabbed it and flipped until she could see clearly who was in the photo.

"This, who's El?" anta gumam. His gaze fell on the girl who was in the embrace of Elvano and the man to the left of the girl. His third smile expanded, as if very happy.

"What are you doing?"

Prak...

Anta was shocked and accidentally dropped the photo. Suddenly Elvano who saw him approached with a hardened jaw held back emotions.

"What are you doing? Huh!" Elvano shouted loudly in front of Anta's face. She closed her eyes in fear.

"M-Mas—"

"I'm asking you to clean up my room! not to be so presumptuous as this!" elvano's gaze was sharp. Anta's lips trembled, and her face was pale watching that.

Ignoring Anta, Elvano crouched down to grab the piece of the photo.

"Ma-Mas I—"

"What!!"

Anta gulped roughly at his saliva. His eyes were already glazed over as he kept on snapping at Elvano. While Elvano, he doesn't care about Anta. The focus right now is only on the photo. He grabbed her and hugged her tightly. It was as if the photo was extremely precious and he could no longer have it when it broke down.

Elvano stood up and looked back at Anta. "Don't cross the line! Don't because I'm nice to you, you're talking!"

After saying that, Elvano came out and closed the door loudly. Make Anta who is still in the room jump.

Anta bowed and closed her eyes. Tests. Her tears are dripping. He crouched down and picked up the scattered pieces of glass. He deliberately did not use his hand protection so as not to be scratched. He wanted a scratch on his face to be the reason he was crying, not because of Elvano.

Bakhan a piece of photo is more valuable than you in the eyes of Mas El, Anta. What do you expect from Elvano's cold heart? Conscious Anta. His inner.