Life After Married's

Life After Married's
Chapter 73 - The Shadow of Fras


In a room, measuring 5×6 a middle-aged man was daydreaming inside his room. Which makes the sofa as a backrest. His eyes were empty, staring somewhere. 


The shadow of the past came back to his mind. A second his eyes closed, further drowning his subconscious. Tears began to drip at the corners of her eyelids, which had fine strokes under her lashes. 


"Dad!" 


The cry of the little girl was able to stop the footsteps of a man who was about to leave his house. The man was complete with the backpack he was carrying. For a second his eyes glanced at the house he had just left. Simple house with white paint that began to fade. It has only one door and four windows from both its left and right sides. 


"Dad!" 


The little girl, four feet tall, had long hair down, making a little wavy as her little body ran. The tiny foot continued to tread the ground, treading on anything he passed.


No matter if it is dangerous or not. The little girl's steps are getting faster to achieve her goal, the father who had turned to her. 


"Dad don't go." The tiny voice was begging, for the father to remain by his side, not to go anywhere let alone leave him.


The man ducked, folding both of his legs which he held above the ground. Both thighs, stomach, until his chest and head are allowed to stand upright. He was tall with his little daughter. 


He grabbed a tiny face, chubby cheeks, by his hands. Who kept caressing him. The look in his eyes turned sad, sad, until a dam of tears began to be created. A little disguise her beautiful eyeballs.


"Where is Dad going? Dinda's with dad!" yelled the little girl. His eyes were still plain, but his heart could feel that he was leaving.


"I'm sorry Dinda's father." 


The man hugged his little daughter warmly.


From afar, the shadow of a woman appeared behind the door. It's so messed up and messy. Sweet and ayu, shoulder-length curls, in simple clothes wearing a knee-length white skirt, with a short-sleeved blue shirt attached to the woman's body. 


A drop of tears shed at the corner of her eyelids, a look of sadness and disappointment clearly visible in her adorable eyes. The woman swung her steps, with quick steps she slightly ran towards her little daughter who was in the arms of a man.


"Dinda, come on in, kid!" 


At the pull of the tiny hand until it escaped from the embrace of his father. Dinda, crying and screaming, did not want to be separated from the man. 


"Dad! Mom, I want to come with Dad! Dinda, come with me." 


The woman was very upset that her daughter kept shouting and was reluctant to leave her place. The woman forced her daughter to enter her house. Not caring about the cry of the girl continued to swing her steps. The man could only stare at the passing of his little girl until she was nowhere to be seen.


Tok, tock, tock, tock,


The sound of the door surprised his daydream. Keeps his eyes closed for a second open. A heavy sigh could be heard roaring quietly. His gaze stopped at one point. Plain room ceiling without pattern. 


His face was on the raup with both hands. The sound of the door coming back was heard but this was not a knock, but rather the door opened wide. It looked like a man in formal attire complete with a suit and tie. The man walked towards the middle-aged man sitting on the sofa. 


"Night Mr. Fras." His bows while bowing, half his body as a sign of respect. 


"Sit down" Fras said. Making the man who served as his assistant immediately landed his buttocks on the sofa. Make them sit facing each other.


"What did you call me here for?" ask the man. 


Fras, let out a long breath. Then he said, "Andu, I want you to find someone named Dinda, and Asih," he said. Danu, pause for a moment.


"I met my daughter. In the company the woman called me father. Find Dinda's name, from my list of business colleagues who came in today." 


"But no one named Dinda, sir." 


"SEARCH! I told you to look again. Ask them who knows Dinda." 


"Okay sir, I'll work on it." 


"I want you to find him as soon as possible. Find out where she lives."


"Good." 


"Don't tell this to anyone including my wife." 


"Okay sir, I understand. If there's nothing else you want me to say I'm leaving." 


Fras, just nod signifies if there is nothing else to convey to his assistant. Allowing his assistant to leave immediately.


Danu, step away leaving Fras' room. Just now his hand closed the door, outside Danu, already greeted by Rita, who was already standing right in front of his face. For a second Danu became nervous. Between shock and fear if Rita, heard the conversation with her husband. 


"Sir Danu, when did you come? What's the problem with getting into my husband's room." Rita, look at every look the man has. Looked at him suspiciously. Lucky Danu, already not feeling nervous anymore so there is nothing suspicious..


"About work. There are some proposals that the Boss has to sign." Obviously Danu, who pointed to the one document he was carrying. That way Rita, believe it and no longer ask. 


"Mama!" call Velove, who just showed up.


"Say he would call papa but long. Later the dinner will be cold," continued Velove, just a reminder.


"You just wait at the dinner table. Mama's coming back soon," said Rita, with a slight scream.


"All right Ma, me and Rey, wait at the dinner table." Velove, too, stepped away. 


Rita, look back at Danu, cold. Then she said, "Get my husband tell him everyone is waiting for him at the dinner table. You also go to dinner before you go home." 


"Thank you ma'am, I'll catch up with Mr. Fras." Danu said, gently and politely. Rita, leaving immediately and Danu, re-entered the room. 


****


Elsewhere, Dinda sat pensively on her bed. His face looks pale and very pale. Her lips were dry, her eyes glaring somewhere. Dinda's condition, right now, is so weak.  


Come on, come out the door. His hands carried a tray containing a bowl and a glass of water. The tray is Asih, put it on the nightstand next to his bed. Then, land his ass on the lip of the bed. 


"How are you doing?" ask, with worry. 


"Dinda, fine ma'am. Just a little dizzy." 


"What's been going on? Why did you suddenly come home sick?" 


Dinda, still silent yet reluctant to answer.