
Irsam is now in Lamiah's shophouse. However, from Vinsa he knew that Lamiah was going to buy salon supplies with Wati.
"Have they been delivered by Mattew, Vin?" asked Irsam who was allowed to wait in the house next door.
"Oh. no sir. Mattew never allowed mom to take him anywhere. Mattew just sometimes comes to bring food for a while, and then goes home." Vinsa was plain without knowing the meaning of Irsam's question.
However, Irsam chose to remain silent and did not want to ask further about Mattew and Lamiah's relationship. It
don't want to be hurt by reality. The goal is to pay attention to the prospective baby. If it comes to birth later. Irsam is about to divorce Lamiah, on the charge that Lamiah has married the series to another man, so he is convinced. The baby's custody will fall into his hands. That's when he set Lamiah free to be happy. Living with his chosen man, without the burden and shadow of himself that will become a memory of the bitter past, very bitter for Lamiah.
"Sir... can we know more about your father's friend, the Mattew?" Vinsa grinned, ventured to ask Irsam. Still busy with his own mind.
"Where?" Irsam doesn't understand.
"Since we first knew Mattew, we were fascinated to congregate with him sir. Especially with the statement that Mattew is a friend who you send to pay attention to mother, as long as you can not be near mother. We are increasingly melted in his attitude and attention to Lamiah ma'am. Mothers are very lucky to have a fatherly husband, even sending a friend to look after and care for a pregnant mother." Vinsa continued to talk without knowing, it was Irsam who did not understand what Vinsa was talking about.
"Why don't you get acquainted through your mother?" Irsam tried to follow the Vinsa talks.
"Ha.ha. Which mother once gave us permission to chat with Mattew sir. Anyway, Mattew never been here long. Just stop by, look at Mom's situation for a second. Isn't that what you ordered for her?" Vinsa continued to flank Irsam with questions.
"Hm.yeah." Answer Irsam briefly. Then tell Vinsa to go into their room upstairs. And Vinsa went back to the salon.
Irsam went into the room whose layout and position of the photo never changed. It's even neater, and there's a picture of the two of them on their honeymoon where they fall deeply in love with each other. And the photo was on Mareka's bed.
Short mind Irsam, sure that the photo that often accompany Lamiah every night. And Mattew? Is this all just a charade? Irsam's mind was not able to scan, along with it his sleepiness arrived, so he chose to lay his tub on a soft mattress where they often chatted, so he chose to lay down his tub, making love also releases the seeds of love that he accidentally released on the womb of his second wife.
Lamiah and Wati have arrived at the salon. But not directly arrange the groceries they just bought. Instead prefer lunch together, because they usually buy food according to the tastes and orders of the officials.
Vinsa has also coded in front of the salon, saying 'Rest' so that their lunch is not interrupted by customers who may come without prior agreement.
"Mom. in the house next door there is a father." Vinsa info on Lamiah, who from the position of the car parked in front of him also knew that inside there was Irsam.
"Yes, I told you to come." The lies of Lamiah who never showed, let alone vent about the collapse of their household. Unless the persistent Mattew gets that info on his own.
"Oh, that was a long time waiting for mom, then you went upstairs." Vinsa without asking.
"Yes.gabisin this food dululah. Just to the side." Lamiah's knot was also without question by the eyes of the salon workers. A little confused because their owners eat with them, rather than meeting a husband who feels long enough not to see each other.
And sure enough, the owner of the handsome face was still sleeping with his shade while hugging their photo, which he also often hugged if he was missing her husband.
Lamiah only dared to look from her dresser chair. Wanting to touch the face or body of a man who would be very much missed it. However, as far as possible he could hold.
Lamiah chose to stroke her distended stomach.
"Son.see and look at your brother's face now. Maybe after you were born. You can no longer see it. Maybe you will also not get complete affection from him. Forgive this selfish ummi decision. Because, ummi make sure to care for, educate, and protect you without abi. We can definitely, son." Inner Lamiah long spoke to the fetus that was in her womb now.
Until not felt, the crystal grains fell wet Lamiah's cheeks. Pitying herself, trying strong with her stance to remain a widow after giving birth.
"De Miah.." typical baritone voice jerking Lamiah daydream, fortunately the water from the corner of his eye had been removed until it was not used.
"Assalamulaikum brother." Sapa Lamiah flat. Without moving from his sitting position.
"The Walaikumsalam de Miah." Replied Irsam who then sat down making their positions face each other.
"Why did you come here?" lamiah asked without looking at the man's eyes.
"Is there a rule, you can't go to your brother's wife's house?" asked Irsam, but in reply with a look at Lamiah's head, throw away his face, avoid the gaze and fight.
"Is it because in this room you've been using sex with your husband?" telisik Irsam fishing emosu Lamiah. However, his second wife was still unmoved.
"Just tell me honestly, about your fake relationship with that man named Mattew." Lamiah still lingered in silence.
"What exactly is your motive, so to admit that the stranger is your husband?" Irsam just kept looking at Lamiah.
"Abang.. whatever the title of my relationship with Mattew, Miah hope you will explain whatever has happened between us. Our relationship is a mistake, until whenever the black one, it will always be black. It can never turn white. If forced too. It'll just be gray." Finally Lamiah spoke up.
"What about the love that once grew and blossomed between us? Do you think it's easy to get it again?"
"According to brother..., does Miah still hope to have and feel that love? My heart is already barren of cracks, there is no medium there to just sow the seeds of love back." Lantang Lamiah who was firm with his stance.
Seriate...