HONEY OF MY WIFE'S CHOICE (RUBBY)
The debate demands justice

"Dee.... Why?" ask Edra to me.

"It's okay? Can't you?"

"You're weird,"

I let go of my embrace, and sat on the sofa with an annoyed look on my face.

"Hhh... A little romantic turn, no way, even said strange." I said.

"Yes very strange. Usually if you want to be pampered, you do not want to. Rubby's always been an excuse. Now what? You don't have Rubby?"

"Engga. Mas... I miss our son."

"Dee... You haven't said it, it's been five years. Let it go, Dee."

"For his death, but for his ways... I haven't let it go. Moreover, back then, he left together with his Grandfather. Right in front of my eyes, no one cares about my heart-wrenching cry."

"Dee... Don't start again" he scolded me.

"What if I'm right this time? What if all the evidence is in my hands?" my question, in a relaxed tone.

"Dee, don't digress? Even if there is evidence, what about the visa? That's what you once said if Papa was poisoned. And to prove it, it needs a visa. Can you dismantle the tombs of our father and son? They're quiet there, and they're sleeping together."

"They left, maybe still with a disturbing taste. So do I, if things don't work out."

"Dee... I'm angry that you keep talking about this."

"And I can also be angry, if Mas gets in my way. Mom, I just want peace. I've been quiet all this time, doesn't mean my heart is calm and at peace."

"You hold a grudge. Then your heart hurts."

"It's not a grudge, Mommy. It's just my way of demanding justice, and the truth of everything that happens. I just want, Mama Mirna to be quiet, without being able to mess with my life again."

I rested my head on his chest that field. It felt so comfortable, though I knew, that his breath was holding in anger."Are you angry at me? My, the evidence is all there is. Stay processed. I'm right, I'm not obsessed with their deaths."

He took a deep breath, raised my head and faced my face right in front of him.

"What kind of evidence?" ask her, so tense.

With a smile, I grabbed my phone and gave a photo of some of the evidence I had gathered.

Mas edra stared at the photo of all the evidence sharply, then frowned. Her jaw was tense, and her hands clasped my phone in anger.

"Mr...!"

"Diana didn't lie, did she? Diana just hasn't had a chance to prove it all?" lirihku, by hugging him back.

"Where did you get all this?"

"Mas inga Pak hadi? It turns out he was the one who ran away, and avoided chasing after Mama Mirna. He ran away with the evidence. Diana's not crazy, Mom. Diana was also not obsessed with her dead body. Diana did not blame everyone for Diana's own mistakes, Diana was not depressed. That's right, what Mama accused me of? And more painful... I almost believed him." I said, whispering into his ear.

His tears spilled, He let go of my embrace, and even rested before me.

" Sorry Mas, Dee. He was a fool, who had a hard time even seeing the truth. Sort out what's right, and what's wrong."

"Already, Mas... It's all happened. If we cry blood, Papa and our son will not come back alive. And now, I'm doing all this, to protect the others. So as not to get hurt again, and feel the same for me." I replied, waking him up.

"Rubby?"

"Why did you cover him like this?"

"She's your wife, and that's your son. I was the one who brought him inside. This situation. I don't want him to get hurt like I do."

"Why did Pak Hadi come to this case? Don't drag anyone else, who has nothing to do with this case, Dee..."

"No... He was my key witness. Later, if you have time to Rusun yes, Mas. I hid him there. There will be many stories you will know later. I'm sorry, pity By at home."

He didn't answer me, just refocused on his daydream. I know what he's daydreaming about. Sa'at He thought, how to ask Mama Mirna, without excessive emotion.

Edra Pov.

"How much did you hide from Edra, Ma?" muttered.

I immediately took my Jas, and came out, with the intention of going to Mama to question everything. I walked quickly through all the hallways of my office, holding back the emotions that seemed like they were about to explode.

"Sir... Where are you going so hastily?" ask Winda to me.

"Get out for a second. You handle all my workers." I replied.

I went straight to my car, and started driving, then called Diana back.

"Hallo, Mum? Why?"

"Send all the evidence to my number. I'm going to Mama's house now."

"Yes" he answered briefly.

I hung up the phone, and a few minutes pictures were sent. My emotions re-ignited, but I held it, until I reached Mama's house.

"Where's mama, Nik?"

"Niobes... Again in his room, I think I'm framed. I don't dare disturb you sir." Nunik retorted to me.

I was angry at first, then took my breath and tried to see him in the room.

The kreeek! I opened the door to his room, and rightly, he was shutting himself in that dark room, sleeping without pillows, and covered in thick sheets. He closed his eyes, without moving at all, even with a call from me.

"How long is this usually?" ask me again.

"Usually, an hour. But sometimes it can take longer. And he realized, as usual, as if nothing had happened, as I reported yesterday."

"Yes... I understand, I'm saying goodbye. Later if Mama askain me, tell me I'm overtime."

"Yes, sir." she replied.

I went back out, and headed somewhere, like Diana's address.

Thirty minutes drive, I got to that place. My car is parked in the lower parking lot, and I'm heading straight for the upper floor. Some people who already know me, do not hesitate to greet me, and invite me to talk. Namu. I refused, because I was in a hurry.

Geck... Geck... Geck! I knocked on the door slowly. Because honestly, I'm tense.

Kreeks! The door opened, and a man came out, appearing before me.

"Dee... I told you, I want to sleep. Why are you still here? Is not all evidence complete? Don't come here too often. Give me peace, "groan, with eyes still closed.

"Sir hadi?" I said softly, rounding my eyes, as if I could not believe what was in front of me.