
"What's? Papa wants a director position for Amira? That's right, pa. As my assistant he's not a dick, let alone as a director. Where will I take my company to?"
Actually, Rere is very upset right now. But as much as possible he can resist the taste so as not to be seen. How not? This story was not thought before speaking. If he fought with emotion, then the one who was upset must be him alone.
"You can be Amira's mentor, Rere. You can also teach Amira so that she can occupy her position well. What's the trouble anyway?"
Rere's really inflamed. He wanted to scream and say, 'Papa doesn't box when you talk!' But baby, he would never do that. Remembering, however, he was the son of that man. He could not be an ungodly child just because his parents had no mind.
If parents are bod-oh. The child must be smarter. Because of that, Rere could still endure with composure. Although the reality he felt was very different from the one he showed.
"Sorry, pa. The position of director is also filling now. The empty position is only OB position. It's up to Amira now. If he wants the position, then let him work. If not, then there's no need to work."
Haris' eyes instantly widened because of Rere's words just now. "What the hell are you, Re! The position of the director you said someone had occupied after I asked you to put Amira into that position. You're my son or not, Rere!"
"It doesn't seem like it, pah. I don't seem to be papa's son. Because in papa's eyes there's only Amira. That's why I feel like I'm not a papa's son."
"Rere!" Suddenly, Haris shouted with his arms outstretched. It seems, he wants to slap Rere. But the hand was stuck in the air for some reason.
"Why, pa? Papa wants to slap me? Come here slap, pa. After that, I'll take papa to the police station on charges of violence."
"You!"
"I'm tired, pah. Tired of the papa who was always on Amira's side. Who always defended Amira no matter if he was right or wrong. Since long ago until now, I'm not like a son papa. Because the only thing that's always in your heart is Amira. As for me, I only have papa in name."
Haris. His mind justifies what Rere said. But, do not want to admit it blatantly.
"Now, I don't want to argue with papa. There is no more request that I can grant to papa also papa's favorite child. From now on, don't talk to me about Amira. I don't have time for that."
Rere's really upset right now. The patience he endured, like it had eroded away. Like dust drenched in rain.
"You two. Take this man to the front door. Make sure it's not the wrong way. And make sure he doesn't show up in the office again."
"Good, mbak."
Two guards moved immediately. While Rere immediately left his papa flanked by both security guards. No Rere ignored the piercing glare his papa gave him. Because he was very tired of what his father had been doing to him.
'Oh my God .. I'm tired. Mama, hurry up, ma. Rere doesn't know what to do now. Papa's getting meraja lela. Lucky the company's been handed over to Rere. Otherwise, it would have been papa who would be in power by now.'
Rere said inwardly as he closed his eyes tightly. From the corner of the closed eye, clear circles fall slowly. For a while, Rere enjoyed the wound while leaning his back against the tightly shut door leaf.
A few weeks passed. The mother's condition was still as before. Not a single change was visible. The mother still looks comfortable in her long sleep without wanting to wake up at all.
Meanwhile, Rere's relationship with Alvin seems to have changed a bit. Alvin's been making time for Rere. Even if we talk for a few minutes.
And ... The first court letter has been filed with Rohan. The man seems to have resigned. In fact, a while ago, Rohan had also dropped one talaq for Rere.
The incident was when they took the time to discuss the details of the first letter that the religious court handed down over the divorce suit from Rere. Rohan invites Rere to speak seriously to discuss the subject of the lawsuit.
"You seriously want a divorce with me, Re?"
"What's the reason I kept you, Mom? If you don't put me in your heart, then why am I holding on?"
"For me, it's enough that I've survived loving one side for almost two years, Rohan. Now, I don't want to hold on anymore. Don't want to be a stupid man who still expects the moon to fall in his lap. Because it's a very impossible thing to happen."
I don't know what was in Rohan's heart when the conversation happened. Not the slightest bit did he hinder Rere's intention to part from him. In fact, after Rere's confident speech sounded to his ears, Rohan dropped the talaq on Rere.
"alright. If that's what you told me, Re. I will not defend you anymore either. With this, I drop one talaq on you. Now, you're no longer my wife, Rere."
Be ill. It hurt when that remark Rere heard. But, the pain was nothing compared to when he knew, Rohan did not love himself even a little despite it had been almost two years after their marriage.
"Because I have been shouting at you in a good way, then the verdict of the trial I leave to you, Re. I won't be coming to the trial again. So that this divorce goes smoothly without any obstacles."
"Yes .. yes okay. It's up to you, mas. I'd rather we're parting ways soon."
'Because then, you can marry Amira immediately. The woman you admire with all your heart. Which all your love you have poured out on her, Rere said inwardly.
After that chat, no more chatter happened. Rohan just left without saying goodbye to Rere. Not saying a single word before leaving Rere alone at the cafe where they were meeting.
It's been two weeks since that happened. The day of the second trial has arrived. Rere was already preparing to attend the second trial.
"Non Rere went with whom this time, non?"
"Other alone is possible, bi."
"Lho, how is it alone again? The first trial, non Rere also went alone. Now, time alone again. Aunty's got a bad feeling, Non."
"ah! This aunt is just there. What hunch anyway? Don't fuck around. Besides, who do I have to bring to accompany me, bi? Mama is sick. Aunt take care of mom. So who else tried? Nothing, right?"