
The weather was so hot that day. Gea felt thirsty, he stopped his motorbike at the stall to buy drinks. After sipping the drink to the end, Gea continued his journey.
The distance so far Gea traveled in order to get money for him to go to Jakarta. Because it's very unlikely that he'll be there for a while. It takes a lot of money to live there for a while. Not to mention to take custody of children, of course, he also has to hire a lawyer, and that the price is not cheap. Although at this time he must sweat blood and hold his longing for the child, it is not okay, as long as he can gather with his child.
In the afternoon, Gea had returned from traveling around the village and the next village. Thank God, today's turnover is quite a lot. Some Ges tube and some Gea use for capital and daily costs.
Come to think of it, all the problems he faced now brought him a lot of wisdom. He became more independent, more grateful and worked hard. Better to know faster, than he knows longer which will make it difficult to rise from the slump.
Gea sighed, then sat down in her living room. There are already ingredients to make the cake that Gea has prepared. Tonight Ges will be overtime again, because he gets a lot of orders from neighbors who give birth to his son.
Given that, Gea's unconscious tears just fell down. The birth of Alwin he did not make an event like this. Let alone made a thanksgiving event, already able to see his son every day Gea was very grateful. However, fate instead said another, by having to separate it from the child. If asked if Gea can deal with all this or not, the answer is no. But, how else? Even though he can't afford to face it, right?
In between making dough, Gea gets a call from Gaza. Gea immediately raised him and raised his voice.
"Hello Ge, what are you doing?" ask Gaza.
"Make a cake" replied Gea.
"Oh, you're busy apparently. Then I'll tell her story."
"Eh, it's okay Ga, if you want a story, a story. I'm just horrified."
"Really?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"I want to tell you, today my man is following one of David's family members. It looks like it's her mother."
"Continue?"
"He took Alwin away out."
"Did your man take pictures of Alwin?" asked Gea curiously.
"Yes. I'll send you a picture."
"Thank you Ga. Then what did your man get Ga?" ask Gea again.
"She only found her mother David taking Alwin shopping to the mall. There he bought a lot of Alwin's equipment from clothes to various toys. All I got is the information, it looks like your former mother-in-law loves Alwin very much."
"Thank God, I'm relieved that Alwin was bestowed with affection by his mother. Even though I can't give her affection."
"The problem here is, if later you want to apply for child custody, chances are David can win because in the David family, Alwin is well cared for. I haven't found the slightest discrepancy."
Gea sighed before responding to Gaza's remarks again.
"But, I'm pretty sure, there's something they're hiding Ga. They lied to me and took my son away. Surely David's parents did not know that their grandson was not the son of Selena and Mas David but my son and Mas David."
"Well, I'll try to investigate again, what their motives are. By the way when are you going to Jakarta Ge?"
"I don't know Ga yet. The money hasn't been collected. If it's only a week or two the money is there. It's just that I can't be in Jakarta for a while, right? I have to raise more money to be able to stay a few months in Jakarta and maybe I will also open a small business."
"When there is me Ge, why bother thinking about a place to live anyway? You can stay at my house. You've never met my parents, have you? They're very curious about you, Ge."
"I've always troubled you Ga. It doesn't taste good. What did you tell your parents about me until they were all curious? You didn't tell me anything bad about me, did you?"
"Great ngeselin! No, no, what the fuck, I'm anti-minjam-minjam money people. Afraid that they will not be able to return. You also need the money. Oh, yes about your man, you detail how much the rent costs. Later when I'm in Jakarta I pay."
"Ih, what the hell Ge. Don't think about the cost of hiring the man."
"No, I want to have a debt. Remember, it must be detailed. Even though we are in office, money matters still have to be paid."
"As much as you are Ge."
"Yes, matiin on the phone. I'm going to get the dough into the baking pan."
"Yes, the spirit of Ge."
"Yes." Yeah."
Tut!
The phone was shut down by Gaza. Not long after the sound of message notification Gea got from Gaza. Gaza sends photos of Alwin, who is 9 months old. However, because he was still busy, Gea had not had time to hold his cellphone and see a photo of his son.
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"Friend? Again you reaffirm what our relationship is like, Ge. Is there ever a bit of love for me?"
Gaza was sad, because his status was still a friend of Gea who was always there, not yet a person in the heart of Gea.
The man came out of his room and picked up a bottle of cold drink and chose to sit in the living room alone. Thinking of him who is only considered a friend is very sad.
Mama Hani who saw her son pensively alone so come sit next to him.
"Why else would Ga? You tuh if every day does not frown, upset, definitely again the focus of work. How can a girl try? Especially every day that you know just go to the office, go home from work, continue to sit alone at home. Play the cake, or go on a vacation" suggested the mother.
"Mom should be grateful that I'm a child? If I become naughty because of wandering, continue suddenly pregnant with children people, later our family will also be embarrassed. On holiday, Gaza has no time for Ma's holiday. Gaza is too busy. There's something important that Gaza still has to investigate."
"Huh! Don't do it too, Ga. What's important?" mama Hani asked curiously.
"Don't be curious Ma. I won't tell you either."
"Huh! Peel up!"
"Wildamah! Mama Sanah went to her room. Papa nyariin loh."
"Yes, yes, yes. Don't stay there alone. Don't dream too. Later if the new possession knows the taste."
"Astaghfirullah, mama said that."
Mama Hani did not scare her son's words anymore, he went to his room leaving Gaza which was the thought of the mother's words.
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