
The wind blows softly tonight. A village that became the second residence of Deswita Adriana's parents, is the most comfortable place so far. Away from the hustle and bustle of the city, also away from the pollution of many vehicles everywhere.
The thirty-year-old woman sat on the chair behind the window, leaving the window open and the wind in. Her fragile hand held the phone that had just displayed Amira's confession on the dining table.
Wita shock. He doesn't know how to. The night crept up, but the sleepiness did not come. Instead of being sleepy, Wita was hit back by this fact. His originally fragile soul, was now even more fragile. If at this time Wita is in the capital, certainly Wita will run to embrace the idol. But dear, the distance separates him and Andika.
Cold to the skin. Wita just did not want, he lost his mind to torture himself until sick. Thinking Andika can, but Wita has many dreams in the future instead of torturing her.
Just as Wita closed the window and was about to lie down to rest, the ringing sound of her phone rang out. Wita can certainly guess, that the one who contacted him was Andika.
Not waiting for long, Wita immediately received a phone call from Andika. The corner of Wita's heart was curious, what Andika would say.
"Yes, mas. What's up?" greet Wita without further ado.
"Wita, how are you? Still at Father's?"
Ask Andika across there.
"good. I'm still at Father's house" replied Wita in a flat voice.
"Have you seen the video?" asked Andika softly.
"Already" replied Wita.
"But why didn't you call me to say something about Amira's confession? Does it still not touch your heart?" Ask Andika slowly.
"Very touching, mas. But what should I say in response? I was confused as to how," plainly Wita expressed her current feelings.
Silence enveloped both. Across there, Andika can only sigh tired which of course can be heard directly by Wita.
Undoubtedly, like a cheer from the heart of Wita, created when he heard that Andika did it to Amira, because of a deliberate created by Amira. But other times, Wita also felt sorry for Amira and her content.
I don't know, between logic and conscience, is at war in the widow's heart.
"You still love me, don't you, Wita?" ask Andika lirih.
"Yes" Wita replied without a second thought.
"I love you too. Be patient. In a moment, I'll pick you back up" Andika said.
In this place, Wita did not say anything to respond. The woman was just silent a thousand languages, confused about how to describe feelings. Between not having the heart of Amira, but also she could not lose her husband.
"Wita, you hear me?" ask Andika later.
"Yes. Finish your business with Amira first" replied Wita.
Across there, Andika smiled meaningfully. It's okay if he has to wait. Most importantly, he and Wita can reunite later.
"Where's Kelan?" ask Andika.
"Sleep in the room of the Father and Mother" replied Wita.
"Yes already. Go sleep. It's night" Andika said. Her voice was soft and seductive. Unfortunately, the disappointment in Wita's heart could not be exchanged for his voice. Although not entirely Andika who is guilty, however, still Wita's heart can not return to how it was.
Tonight, a wish comes along with the happy news from Andika. Deswita hopes to forgive Andika in the future. He thought that this was just part of his love test with Andika.
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In another corner, Amira was also unable to close her eyes. The woman was very disappointed with what had just happened. Meeting with five people who had betrayed and chose to open their mouths to Andika, enough to make Amira's confidence pushed back.
He saw the face of the mother who had begun to show fine wrinkles, Amira sighed. What Asih said is true. He should not be selfish without thinking about the consequences of the future.
This is the result that Amira reaped from her reckless deeds. Amira was wasted because the way she got Andika was very wrong.
With a slow movement because she did not want to wake her mother, Amira got up and immediately headed towards the living room. Later, the woman's insomnia recurred without being prevented. Maybe because of stress, it could also be because Amira is too tired to work.
Long Amira struggled with his laptop, Asih appeared from the direction of the room with his steps were not normal. The left leg has been injured, making him limp, sometimes also using a wheelchair.
"Why don't you sleep, Mira?" tanya Asih approached Amira.
"It's okay, Mom. Mira couldn't sleep, either" Amira replied later. The woman smiled, trying to cover her sad face.
"Mom should sleep. Amira is finishing the job. Later Mira followed if it was sleepy," continued Amira.
"So your husband before you came home, gave mom an envelope with money. I don't know how much, but it seems like there are many," Asih said, sitting his body on the chair next to Amira.
At once Amira's movement stopped hearing her mother's expression saying, "and mother accepts?"
"Well how else? I tried to resist, but your husband insisted on forcing me to accept the gift from him. He said that you are still his wife, so right he wants to give mother a little fortune," replied Asih as it is.
"Oh, yes, I have. No problem" replied Amira.
He stared at Amira's face for a long time. There are many questions you want to say, but it is difficult. Afraid that Amira doesn't like it.
"Mira, can I ask you something?" tanya Asih finally ventured.
"Bye, Mom. What do you want to ask?" ask Amira, stop her writing activities, and turn off her laptop. The focus is on looking at the mother.
"Where did your husband take you out last afternoon until night?" ask Asih.
Amira seemed silent, considering having to answer honestly or not. Obviously he did not want to make the mother think of him.
"To a fancy restaurant, ma'am. That's a loh, near the city border. He said he just wanted to have dinner together" Amira lied later.
"Just have dinner?" tanya Asih, stared fixedly at the princess who looked a little nervous.
"Yes. We also discussed about our separation plan later," Amira said later.
Asih nodded in understanding, "and you asked him to go back to his wife?" ask Asih.
Amira nodded while answering, "yes. It should be, Mom. But Amira remains determined to take care of Amira's own son, Ma'am. Amira will not be willing if his first wife takes care of Amira's child. Andika's first wife was a good woman, but Amira couldn't just believe it" he said.
"Mom, if possible Amira said, Amira regrets to have taken someone's husband," she cried. The sadness that he had experienced since the restaurant with Andika, enough to make Amira's confidence shaken.
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