Loved Bunian Wolves
7. Raka Comes Often?

"Who's the Widuri, Mas?" tanya Runi thousands of questions that began to feel raging in his mind.

"Emmm, You. We are friends of High School," replied Raka stammeringly. "His name is Cantika Widuri. Commonly called Widuri."

"Oh," said Runi with a round mouth. He turned his gaze to Widuri who was sitting in a chair. "I should be confused, I know your name is Cantika or Tika. I didn't even know your last name was Widuri, Tik!"

"Yes, Runi. Usually family or close friends do call me Widuri. The name Cantika is only used by school friends or those who just know it," explained Widuri with a grin.

"Well then I'll go in first, dear." Raka said stammered while saying goodbye to Runi. And strangely, he glanced at Widuri anyway through the tail of his eyes. A hint of guilt rose in his heart as he found a disappointed expression clearly imprinted on Widuri's face.

"Ma-cari, Thorn." Raka nodded then passed from before the two of them. Accompanied by Widuri's bitter smile that accompanied her departure, Raka passed away.

Runi let out a long breath. He exhaled slowly through his mouth with his eyes closed. I don't know why, his heart really hurt. If Raka's attitude is fine, or maybe if he has never heard the name of Widuri pronounced so casually by Raka's beloved mother and plus the advice to separate from Runi, the, of course it doesn't feel like it's going to hurt this much.

His mind was also raging. Is this Widuri the Widuri?

Ah, no! Not necessarily Widuri whose mother-in-law was referring to was Cantika Widuri, right? Maybe out there, there are still many other Widuri-Widuri, who was once her husband's ex-lover.

"It looks like the fabric you brought is too wide for you to make your own dress, Tika?" runi said as he measured the width of the material that Widuri was carrying.

"Oh, yes, Runi! I almost forgot!" yelling Widuri while patting her forehead hard. He said while opening his bag again, then handed another package, which is a package in neatly folded newsprint. He said, "By the way, I also want to sew a shirt for my girlfriend. Let's get that couple. And here, I bring an example of the size of his shirt."

"Oh, that's it." Runi received the package and opened it, which turned out to be a batik shirt that he had never known before. Runi smiled. A hint of relief began to appear in his heart because apparently, Widuri already had a lover. So she felt safe because her husband could not possibly glance at a woman who already had a lover. Even her mother-in-law would not dare to match her beloved son with this woman.

Runi said in a teasing tone, "It turns out you already have a boyfriend, huh? So sweet, want to wear a couple."

"Hehehe, you can, Runi!" sahut Widuri blushed. "Anyone who is married? I also want to wear dong, wear a couple shirt, so be friendly! Hehe."

"Yes, yeah. I'll finish it tomorrow before next Saturday. Safe, anyway!" Said Runi promised.

"Whose girlfriend are you, BTW?" tanya Runi teased. Of course, the one being asked only blushed in embarrassment.

"Not far, Runi. Just here."

"Oh yeah? Who the hell?" search Runi, again with a seductive face.

"Haha. Ah, there is! So shame on you, me!" Widuri laughed widely. His face looks red.

Runi said sincerely, "Whoever it is, may your relationship with him be smooth huh, Tika! Maybe this time you will attend your best friend's wedding. But may soon me and your friends come to your own wedding."

Widuri grinned widely. Her face was beaming with a reddish hue that looked so beautiful, yet one corner of her lips lifted slightly. He said, "Thank you so much for your prayers, Runi!"

"Yes, equally," replied Runi.

"By the way, when did you marry Raka? Four years ago, I had absolutely no idea what was going on in my village!" Tanya Widuri with a research twinkle.

"Have a baby?" ask Widuri again. From that moment the net went around sweeping the entire house, he did not see the existence of a baby here, nor a photo of a baby. He also occasionally glanced at Runi's belly, which still looked so slender for a pregnant woman.

"Oh, not yet. I was pregnant, once. But a miscarriage." Runi smiled with a bit of wryness. She recalled the words of Aswini, her mother-in-law, who said that although Runi was pregnant with Raka's child, Aswini would never admit it. Could it be because Aswini's words God has not willingly left a tiny soul in his womb?

"Ah, I'm sorry if I reminded you of that calamity, Runi! I don't know!" waturi said sympathy.

"No problem, Tika. Everything is arranged." Sighing for a moment, Runi said back, "Please pray for me and Mas Raka to be given a descent soon huh, Tika!"

Widuri replied, "Yes. Of course, Runi!"

"God, it's too fun to talk to you, I forgot I didn't give you anything!" runi exclaimed as she patted her own forehead hard. He offered, "What do you want to drink, Tika? Tea, coffee, or something else?"

"Ah, no need. It was late afternoon, Run!" push Widuri down gently. He glanced at the luxurious watch on his wrist. He said, "Oh, it's half six in the afternoon. It's almost evening, I'm going home first, huh!"

"Lho, why go home? I still miss this, Tika! We haven't seen each other in a long time, have we?" Runi said half throbbing.

"Ah, just calm down. I can play here again sometime. Or, you can play at my house too, Run! With pleasure, I will welcome you! I will also cook a delicious meal for you," said Widuri with a smile.

"Ah then I will definitely tell you. I can eat good there. Hahaha," seloroh Runi with a bang. He continued, "But, by the way, I'm a newcomer here. Although it's been a year, but I tend to be closed off. I rarely go out, so I don't know whose house is where. Where is your home?"

"Oh, my house is so easy to find, Runi!" said Widuri enthusiastically. "My father happened to make a home for me. And my house was next to my father's, restricted only by one vacant yard."

"Well, that's great! So you've been living alone?" ask Runi in amazement.

"Yes, I'm used to living alone in the city, Runi! So even though my dad and mom live next door and I'm still single, I do prefer to live in my own house. It's freer, that's it!"

"Assyc! So if I play, you can be free!" Exciting enthusiastic Runi. "Then, give me an approximate direction dong, Tik!"

"Okey, okay. You're a Uwak Tino rice mill?" Ask Widuri. Runi nodded.

Widuri continued, "Nah, the approximate direction, from the rice mill house Uwak Tino straight straight eastward. Later if there is a fork, you just turn right. My father's house was there, with light brown wall paint. While my house is next to it again with white wall paint. Characteristic, there is a teak swing in the yard."

"Key then. Tomorrow when your clothes are finished I sew, I'll take your clothes there myself!" said Runi.

"Well, really?" Okay, Runi! Thanks very much!" timpal Widuri with his slanted smile.

"Tama-sama, Tika!"

"Oh yeah, Runi!" Widuri said with a thin grin. "If you are confused about the direction of my house, you can ask Raka. He knows where my house is. He comes there often."

"Huh? W-often come there? M-mas Raka?"

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