Father's Status On My Son's Deed

Father's Status On My Son's Deed
11. Go to Arvin's house


The ringing of the phone rang out very loudly, Aji stared at the phone stored on his desk. The name listed there was someone she hoped could help her to solve all her problems.


“Good. I will go there as soon as possible,” Aji said at the end of the sentence before hanging up.


The man stared at the window, the sky was already bright outside with white clouds hanging there. However, he turned around with his now gloomy heart. Somehow the future of his marriage together with Asha.


A sigh rang out several times under her nose, before she decided to get up from the chair and leave her room. The road was not too crowded this afternoon as Aji went to the place where he placed his great hopes on that person.


“Welcome, Mr. Aji.” A man named Wildan stood up and welcomed the arrival of Aji who became his client. Aji returned the hand from the man.


“Please sit down, Sir,” said the man welcomed.


“How it developed. You've found the bright spot?” tanya Aji wanted to know the clarity.


“I'm sorry, Mr. Aji. Everything is already in this document, from the time Bu Asha was a child to an adult. The identity of Bu Asha's ex-lover was also there, as well as some men who had been close to Bu Asha, but I couldn't find Bu Asha's ex-lover.” Wildan thrust a file so thick on Aji.


Aji took the document and opened it. He was stunned when he saw the picture of someone who was there. A very handsome man, it is only appropriate that Asha be lulled by him. He began to read what was written on the paper, the identity of the man and all sorts of things about him.


“Good. This is enough for me. The rest I will find for myself. Thank you, Mr. Wildan,” said Aji.


“Sama-sama, Sir. If you want my other help, I will help as much as I can,” said the man again.


Aji was still staring at the photo that was there, finally saying goodbye from there to return to his office. If the man has no important business after this, of course today Aji will also come to the address to find the whereabouts of the man and drag him before the wife.


Aji relaxed her handrails on the steering wheel, she took her breath slowly and exhaled. The way back he did to the office.


Afternoon has arrived, Aji has just arrived at the apartment. Asha immediately stood up when she heard the sound of the door opening and welcomed the arrival of her husband.


“Mas, already home?” said the woman, raising her hand. However, Aji just passed by her and did not glance at her at all. Asha's heartache gets such treatment from Aji, but the woman realizes, Aji's heart hurts more after what she did to him.


“You want me to make coffee or tea, Mas?” ask Asha not discouraged. After all, she was a wife who had to serve her husband.


“Serah!” One answer that made Asha not want to ask again.


She immediately went to the kitchen to make warm tea for her husband. If only she could go to the man's room, she would be happy to serve her husband fully. Aji who was in her study was silent and stared at the paper she had received.


“Cih! Men don't know themselves!” said Aji was upset while storing the paper on his desk. Just then there was a knock on the door.


“Mas, here's the tea,” says Asha's voice sounds soft from outside the room. Aji immediately put the paper in a drawer and locked it in there.


Asha stared at Aji's back until the man disappeared. The woman was forced to put it in the living room, hoping that the husband would come out after finishing the bath.


“Until when do you want to be like that same me, Mas?”


Two days have passed, when Aji gets loose time, he decides to go to the address he got from Wildan yesterday. The man had already recorded the address inside his phone. It is not too difficult to find the place, especially in today's increasingly sophisticated technology. He could easily find it.


“Who is it?” a woman asked stunned as she looked at the young man standing in the doorway of her house.


“Is it true here is home Arvin?” aji asked as the middle-aged woman came out of the house still wearing an apron in front of her body. The woman's eyes looked at Aji from top to bottom, a neat shirt suit and shiny black shoes made her chest pound a little scared.


“Iya, right. What's up, huh?” he asked while wiping his hands that looked wet with the apron. In his heart he was afraid if this man was a debt collector or something else.


“I am friend Arvin. I'd like to ask you something.”


“Oh, friend. Come on please come in! Sorry, the house is a mess.” Aji followed the steps of the woman and sat down on the worn-out sofa that was there. “What business did you come here?” tanyakanya.


“Oh, nothing. Arvin has helped me a lot over the years, but I haven't been able to reach him in months. Does he have a problem?” ask Aji to lie.


The woman's face turned soft, the look on her eyes seemed to wither. He shook his head slowly.


“I also don't know where he is, sir. It's been a few months he's gone and no news at all.”


“So I don't know where Mom's son is?” ask Aji.


The woman shook her head again, rubbing wetly at the corner of her eyes. “No. Let alone his place of residence, whether he is healthy or sick I do not know how he is now,” said the woman with sadness.


“Oh, it turns out so, yes. I am also worried because he has been unable to be contacted for several months. I hope he is in good shape. Oh yes, Mum. May I ask one other one?’ aji asked, the woman nodded her head. “Don't Arvin already have a girlfriend? What if Arvin's girlfriend knew where he was?” ask Aji to investigate. However, the woman again shook her head.


“Asha is indeed a good woman. He comes here quite often, but lately he never comes again. I also don't know if they're dating or not. But she is a very nice woman and also very beautiful. Unfortunately I did not meet with him again after Arvin left.”


Aji listened as the woman praised his wife, her beauty, and also the woman's kindness, making a heat created in Aji's heart.


“Then excuse me, Mom. I will also find out and tell Mom if Arvin contacts me later,”, Aji said goodbye.


“Iya, Son. I ask for help yes, if one day Arvin contacts, tell Mom,” please the woman. Aji just nodded her head, then left the house without looking back.


Back at his car parked on the side of the village road, Aji could only stare at the small house he had just stopped by. Should he find out more?