Love of the Substitute Mother
The Extra Part 6

Two Weeks out of the hospital. Even now Dance has been active as usual. Nausea, vomiting like a young pregnant woman is not felt. Even now Riko who prefers to eat acidic foods. Like this afternoon, Riko asked an OB to buy her a rujak. Even the OB named Hendra was confused, because Riko asked for rujak who had many young mangoes.

" Aren't you afraid of stomach pain, sir?"

" You bought it. If it's young mangoes, you buy them."

" I'm kayaking pregnant women.

Say the OB while walking. While Riko stared at Dari who was still in front of her computer. Even though time has shown lunch hour. As Tari got up from her seat, Riko stared at the shoes that Tari was wearing. Dance wearing high heels as high as seven centimeters. Making Riko round her eyes.

" Dance, what the hell are you?"

The dance that did not understand Riko's intentions frowned. Dance who is currently Riko's secretary just shrugged her shoulders.

" Dance, wait there, don't move."

Riko immediately ran towards her room. In the room, Ruki has prepared a flat shoe from a well-known brand, which has a fantastic price.

" Let's wear it."

Dance back in her chair. Then Riko removed the high heels in the use of Dance, and replaced them with flat shoes in his hands. The position of Riko under Tari makes Tari feel uncomfortable.

" I'm sorry, sir, don't be like this. I'm-"

" why? You're not comfortable? You better get used to yourself. After taking the title of Miss Riko Hanudinata, you will get used to it."

The tense face of Dance held back the anger. Hands clenched. That's enough.

"Sorry, Sir. I will not marry my father. I told you, I'm going to raise this kid myself."

Saying Dance. Riko just sighed. He knew, his words yesterday did hurt Tari very much. But for some reason, since seeing Tari's tears come out just like that, Riko's heart hurt. Since then, Riko has always tried to get closer to Dance.

Dance wanted to immediately take off the shoes that had just been attached to her feet. But Riko's movements blocked her hand, making Tari's face right in front of Riko.

" Please, don't take it off. Please don't wear heels again. It's for her."

Riko said. When he said that, his eyes looked at the flat stomach of Dance. The dance immediately went up and passed from in front of Riko. While Riko was still standing in front of the chair that was sitting in Tari earlier. Riko quickly wiped the corner of her eyes. The words of Tari who wants to raise her child alone, make Riko even more afraid of losing.

Dari and Lena were already in the canteen. At the moment, Lena is being careless, for what reason. Making Dance go awry.

" Lo why Len. So strange. There was something wrong from that moment. Yang Lo says the tea is not sweet, the soto is not steady. In fact, almost every day, we eat this."

Lena pursed her lips.

" Tau ah, Tar. I am confused. Tar, come home from work we eat duck chilli ijo warung pak Min yuk. Take Selly and Dania too. We haven't had time with them for a long time. Want some Tar?"

Dance who was drinking her tea just nodded. Not long, Riko came to join with a package containing rujak and also young mango.

" Ko, it's delicious like mango. I want ya. Please, Ko..gue drools really squirms."

" Lena remembered this was still in the office.Aware, you just called her what."

Dance said very slowly to Lena. But Lena ignored. Riko ate the rujak that was in front of her at the moment. And Lena ate the young mango that Riko bought. Seeing the two people in front of him eating foods that tend to be sour and spicy makes Tari shudder in horror.

" You don't want to try? Delicious loh. Myriad."

Riko offers Tari, but is answered with a headband by her.

" It turns out you're here."

Aunt Delila came over. And sit next to Dance. Aunt Delila who saw Dari and Riko eating, just shook her head.

" I'm not afraid of stomach pain, Len. That's a really good asem."

Said Aunt Delila looking at the voracious Lena eating the young mango in front of her. Even the soto rice that was in front of him did not touch at all.

" Len, eat the rice first."

Dance reminds Lena. But only answered by Lena.

" Dear, after lunch, accompany Aunt to the boutique?"

" But Aunt... Dance has to work again. Not good with another aunt."

" Here you go with your mother. Your job let me handle it. Day meetings are off."

Dari looked towards Riko who was still casually eating rujak in front of her. Even now his forehead is removing drops of sweat.

And here they are now. Dance finally accompanied Aunt Delila to the subscription boutique. Aunt Delila shows some kebaya designs to Tari. Make Dance confused.

" You choose, dear. Which is good and you like."

" Why Dance, Auntie? Who is this kebaya for?"

" For you, for you,.Dear."

Dari immediately refused, because he understood where this conversation would go. Dari wants to leave the boutique. But his hand was cheated by Aunt Delila. Aunt Delila asked for time to talk. And the boutique owner who is also a friend of Aunt Delila understands.

" Dear listen, Auntie. Auntie knows, Auntie's son has hurt you. Please don't just think about your feelings. Think about what it would be like if this child was born and did not have a father. How he's looked one eye at by the people around him, honey. Aunty sure, you are able to live it properly and pour out full affection for her. But what about when he starts to understand, if he asks where his father is? Aunt's son is a jerk. But don't you see, Riko loves your son?"

Aunt Delila stared at the bead of Dance's eyes. Confused dance. Until finally, Tari chose to go from the boutique.

" Amahin Dance, Aunt. Tired dance. Dance home Aunt."

After kissing Delila's hand, Dari leaves the boutique. Along the way, Tari thought about how the fate of her child if born without a father. Dance was in that position. And Tari understands what it feels like.

The taxi in Tari arrived in front of his apartment building. After pressing the elevator door, now the elevator also brought Tari to the floor where the unit is located. Dance opened the unit's door. Then sit on the sofa in the living room. Dance is digesting all Aunt Delila's sayings.