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Chapter 3 Concern of Inggit
Since coming home from Ratna's house, Inggit still did not stop thinking about Dinda. That girl has grown up to be a beautiful and mature girl. From Ratna's story, she is also a responsible, hardworking and intelligent girl. Even though he had just met, Inggit knew, this girl was down to her mother's nature.
Inggit was still daydreaming while smiling at the deserted dining table. Her husband had eaten first and now slept in the room. His body is not healthy. It's been a few weeks up and down. Maybe age and mind.
Inggit was still waiting for his son to come home. They had not sat and eaten together for a long time. Pucuk dikin ulampun arrive. Before long the sound of the front fence opened and the car horn rang. Aryan's sign is home.
“Arya, you don't see any mama, here?”, Arya who just entered the house immediately went to the level to the 2nd floor. Not not not looking. It was impossible for him not to see his mother because he must have passed the dining table while going to the 2nd floor.
Arya stopped, “Why, ma?”, she replied in a sighing and lazy tone. He knew what his mother would say. Almost every day since living back home, Arya always get the same complaint from her mother.
“If you are ignorant like this, why move here?”, replied Inggit sadly. He was angry but his tone was still soft, not sniffy.
“It was my mom who told me to move here. Where to use drama - drama everything.”, Arya replied while turning to face her mother.
“Eat the same mama, yes.”, ask her mama with a little bit of sanding. Eventually she tries to put her ego aside because she knows nagging Arya will only increase the distance of her relationship with Arya. Quite a stern Kuswan, he should remain gentle and calm.
Arya felt pity and walked lazily to the dining table. She's actually been eating, but instead of tonight being another drama, she just wanted her mom.
They eat in silence. Sometimes Inggit open light talks such as how in the office, the streets, news friends, and others. Just a small thing so that the atmosphere of the night was not tense.
Arya simply answered like a student who was asked a question. Short, solid, and clear. Not infrequently, Arya only answered Yes or No. This makes Inggit have to rack the brain looking for the right question.
“Arya, when do you want this?”, asked Inggit to start daring to open sensitive topics.
“I mean mama?”, replied Arya regardless of her mother and continued to scoop food.
“Until when are you alone? You do not want to marry again?”, Inggit is actually afraid to open this topic. But inevitably he had to.
Kuswan her husband, never thought of Arya. Every day his condition worsened at the thought of his son. At home like there is no life. Departing early in the morning home at night. Sometimes not one or two nights Arya came home drunk.
“Papa you, want to until when you torture your papa with your behavior that is not clear. Lupain Sarah, she is not a good woman for you.”, Inggit began to dare to bring the past deeper.
The sound of spoons and forks dropped onto the plate carelessly causing a sound.
“Arya, where are you going?”, Arya was ready to stand before she was blocked by her papa who had not been there since when.
“Arya, papa never asks anything from you. School, career, soul mate, all never set to all children papa. Because papa thinks you have control. But, this time papa can not see you destroy your life like this.”, said Kuswan loudly.
Arya just heard. He was silent like a mute.
“You're divorced because Sarah's not the best for you. Because God wants another chance for you. Wh-wh-what for? To get the best.”, Kuswan continued.
Their position is now facing - forward. Inggit could only look at the faces of Kuswan and Arya in turn. This tension they have faced some time back.
Inggit initially thought Arya was living a normal life after divorcing Sarah. However, with the many rumors that appear among his friends, Inggit began to suspect that Arya had been living in an uncertain direction. Except just work and work.
They have been divorced for three years, but Arya is still overshadowed by Sarah. He works, gets drunk, hangs out with his obscure friends, then goes home just to sleep.
He has no forward projection. How life.
“Udah, pa? I'm tired of arguing rich gini keeps. I've been meeting all day. I am not drunk today. I'm healthy. I want to go to room.”, said Arya firmly. He walked up the stairs. Above was Baskara, his sister who just shook her head.
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“Pa, can mama talk seriously?”, said Inggit asked quietly. Despite having an old household with Kuswan. Inggit always heart - heart every want to express ideas - ideas. Especially if it's about their children.
“Iya ma.”, Kuswan said lightly. That afternoon they sat on the front porch enjoying hot green tea and some cakes made by Bi Rumi, the maid in their house.
“Mama has acquaintances. Papa may remember. Ratna, who used to help with business capital.”, continued Inggit after being given the green light.
“Whose husband escaped it?”, Kuswan said on target. His memory is still sharp.
“Iya pa. Yesterday my mother came to Ratna's house. The person is still as simple as it used to be. Friendly, supple, and comfortable mama stories - same story he rather than friends - friends arisan mama.”, Inggit sipped his tea before continuing.
“Ratna has a daughter pa. If you remember, his name is Dinda. Just graduated college and now interning in multinational companies. Mama forgot to ask her company name.”, said Inggit excitedly.
“Yes, papa remembers Ratna had one daughter and one son. But it has not been seen for a long time so I do not remember it apparently.”, said Kuswan.
“Beauty with her daughter. Polite and friendly, pa.”, said Inggit enthusiastically.
“Most because we just met, Ma.”, Kuswan said as he bit a piece of cake next to him. Cakes made by Bi Rumi are specially made without sugar.
“Mama tu feel rich adem so fit to talk with Dinda, pa. Yes. although not yet had time to talk much.”, said Inggit again. He didn't seem interested in picking up that piece of sponge cake. The proof from earlier was only Kuswan who was busy taking it.
“Keep, mama meant this story, what?”, Kuswan said to the point.
“Mama wants to mate him with Arya, pa. I don't want Arya to be rich. Mama also does not want Arya wrong choose women again. My mom chose first. And the result is as it is now. His life was ruined so. His career alone is good, but his soul is empty.”, Inggit shows a serious face.
“You sure, ma? Arya. when we ask for marriage again, she acts like that. Especially if we choose the woman. Papa wasn't sure he wanted.”, Kuswan said.
“Mama does not mind if it turns out Arya already has another boyfriend and even wants to marry a woman who is not your choice. Mama's no problem. But, the problem is that Arya has never had a thought there since the divorce.” said Inggit trying to explain why he arrived - suddenly sparked this idea.
“Lagian, who asked Arya's opinion, pa. My mom no longer wanted her opinion. He has to. Mama is making drama again. Just like when I told him to stay here. Dad could see he was drunk - intoxicating was not so obvious. Before he made a bigger mess of his life. Mama has to act first, Pa.”
Kuswan still can not answer ‘Iya’ or ‘Not’ with this plan. On the one hand, does Ratna want to be betrothed to her son who has been married? On the other hand, Arya may not be as easy as it was with her mother's drama that has been so many episodes.
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“Where's Ratna? You want?.”, said Inggit asked seriously. Two weeks after her last conversation with her husband. Inggit got the green light to try asking Ratna.
In Ratna's heart was confused. But he could not show his true feelings to Inggit. Inggit saved her and her children. They can be full until now because of the help of Inggit. They can sleep without rain also because of the help of Inggit.
“Mba, I can't decide a child's future. I have to ask Dinda first. It's okay - what yes, mba?”, replied Ratna very carefully. He did not want to be considered a nut to forget his skin. During life, Ratna once felt she could not do anything for her children.
“Gapapa Ratna, I will help you talk to Dinda as well.”, rayu Ratna. She is already drugged by her plans, her ideas, and the shadow of how wonderful Aryan's future would be if she remarried. This time with the guy who Inggit sure is right. His enthusiasm makes Inggit forget to look from Dinda's side. The one in his head right now how to make Dinda agree with him.
“Arya's a good boy, Ratna. He's in charge. From childhood was educated by Kuswan to become a successful man. I'm sure, Arya can take good care of your daughter, Dinda.”, replied Inggit trying to convince a doubtful Ratna.
“Dinda already have a girlfriend?”, Inggit hesitate to ask. He should have asked this at the beginning.
“Not yet. I've never seen him with men. And he also rarely goes out besides meeting his female friends.”, replied Ratna honestly. Dinda has never really had a relationship with any man. Every day the routine is the same.
If every neighbor of his house was asked, no one would refuse to say Dinda was a real home child. He only went to college, went home, occasionally helped his mother, and spent the holidays at home.
“Nah.. fits then. I wait to hear from you, Ratna.”, said Inggit, holding Ratna's hand.