Marrying Sergeant Major
~ 21 ~
Still standing at the original place, I stared at the departure of Bima mas whose car slowly moved away from my sight. I was made confused by his words.
If I may be confident, did Bima begin to open her heart to me? Or it's just his alibi to keep me in his house to take care of Lala.
It seems I should not conclude that Bima mas already love me, because I still do not understand what the sentence of Bima mas implied earlier. In addition, there are still Gesya and women in the cafe who I do not know what relationship between Bima mas with them.
"Bi" the call from Riska made me realize from daydreams.
I turned to look for a pair of round beads. "Yes, Ris?"
"Dreaming continues?" Selorohnya with a smile. "What dreamer? Ex-sister-in-law's husband, or the hijab-wearing woman at the cafe?"
Hearing Riska's question, somehow my feelings suddenly worried, I was afraid if one of the women had a relationship with Bima mas. If it is, it means I have to be ready to step back and get hurt.
"Not knowing Ris"
"Your husband has gone to work?"
"Already"
"Then, you have two months to gather your courage. Ask everything after your husband comes home, make sure there are no more shreds that you keep, if the Bima mas has a relationship with one of the women" he said that makes me immediately lose concentration. "You have to get away from her, forget about Lala and find your own happiness"
"But I love Lala very much"
"You don't love Bi, you worry about her. Believe me Lala will be fine even without you, she has a father, opa, oma, budhe budhenya I believe love her very much. You don't have to worry about Lala's life"
"You're wrong, Ris. I love him even more than myself"
"Or maybe your husband still hasn't accepted you because he saw your gaze implying that"
"I have pity on Lala and Bima, they have to suffer because of Hana. But I really sincerely love them"
"I know you love Lala and Bima, but try to change the way you look"
"Did I create a wall between me and Bima, Ris?" much worry.
"Hmm, it could be so" Riska nodded steadily. And it made my anxiety even more heightened "So talk everything over to your husband after he gets home! Don't delay it anymore. You have to be brave, everything has to be clear, Bi"
I inhaled a deep breath as I turned my gaze towards the parking lot, not expecting any other meaning to be emanated from the look of my eyes.
"Aren't you looking at Lala?" Riska spoke again, and I turned back to look at her face.
"I look at him later"
"Greet Lala"
"Yes, I'll tell you later"
"That means we don't have lunch together?" Ask Riska.
He and I both stepped into our room, a room in one area.
"I'm going to have lunch with my daughter, she must be very sad because it's only been one week her father's home, playfully also not satisfied, but already in staying again"
Riska just nodded her head in understanding.
"I should comfort her, right? And besides, Lala is still recovering, I need to check on her condition"
"Yes, be careful later"
"Hmm" I replied Briefly. We split up because our tables were going in opposite directions.
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Lala was performing Dzuhur prayers with her friends and mothers in the playgroup when I arrived at her school.
I noticed Lala's movements accompanied by a laugh with one of her friends.
My lips were turned upside down, seeing how the children who had not turned five years old were following the movements of the priestly mother in front of them.
There are whispers, look back and forth with smiles, and various other funny behaviors. Children do not understand very well if the prayer is not for toys, however, it needs to be taught since childhood even though in the prayer they occasionally joke.
"Mother!" As soon as the prayer was over, Lala's gaze caught me standing behind the glass.
I waved my hand and smiled in response.
After folding the face that Lala folded according to the instructions of her teacher's mother, Lala immediately approached me.
I stretched out my arms to greet and embrace her.
"Smart mother's son prayed" I said after being satisfied to kiss Lala's cheek.
"Mother bring what?" Lala's pair of eyes glanced at the goodie bag I carried in my right hand.
"Mother lunch, son. Mommy wants to have lunch with Lala"
I only brought food for myself, because Lala had lunch rations from her school.
Lala school is like a second home for Lala, children are also given the opportunity to take a nap for one and a half hours. This playgroup is really a place for daycare for us super busy parents. And most of Lala's friends are from the upper class.
"Come on" Our hands join together as we step.
"Dad's gone, Bun?"
"Already, darling. Did you come here?"
"There, it was the same onty Gesya came"
Lala's words, made my heart ripple and my mind suddenly messed up.
Did Bima come with Gesya?
"When did you come the same onty, La?"
"Pas Lala just finished resting, Lala was called mother, she said in waiting for the same father onty"
My mind was immediately made to travel somewhere.
After Lala breaks, it means that about ten o'clock Bima came. Because Lala breaks at nine to half ten.
Why fit together with Gesya jengukin Lalala? Did they make a deal?
I'm sure they made a deliberate and deliberate appointment here.
Suddenly my heart felt like it was pierced by a very sharp thorn.
"But dad's just a little bun" said Lala breaking my daydream. "Dad just say goodbye to Lala, nasehatin Lala so as not to be naughty, do not be a wayward child, do not take care of mother, the same do not ask for a sling"
"Why can't you carry Lala?" I want to know Lala's answer. Surely mas Bima gave a reason, because if not, Lala will certainly continue to wonder.
"Soalah said Lala's father was heavy, pity the mother if the carrying Lala, later the mother's hand became sick, the father did not want the mother to be sick, Lala also did not like the mother was sick"
So that's the reason for Bima. Pretty reasonable.
While I, my heart that had been pierced, could immediately be a little treated, because it felt received more attention than Bima mas.
"Say dad if mom gets sick later can't take care of Lala"
Lala's extra words, making me feel like I'm electrocuted, my mind is filled with prejudice.
Was Bima just using me to guard Lala? Not because of my concern and worrying about me getting sick?
Ah, why do children and fathers make my heart waver like this? For a moment it made me a little relieved, but for a moment it made my heart again feel the pinch that felt spicy.
Inhaling, I tried to neutralize the rumbling feeling in my chest, trying to calm my rattling brain as a result of Lala's words.
"Keep what else to order to Lala"
"If there are adult men who meet the mother, continue to chat long must tell the father"
Wha what?? So secretly, Bima also likes to find information about me to Lala? Mas Bima also made Lala as his informant?
What exactly is your heart like?
Respect or not respect?
Just sympathetic, or love?
"There's another message, son?"
"With no bun, I immediately rush to leave, because the father said, the father wants to go to the mother's office, want to say goodbye to the mother"
"Oh yeah?"
"Eungh" Lala nodded.
"Keep onty Gesya?"
"Onty Gesya will return home later, he said to miss Lala, continued yesterday did not have time to look at Lala, so long ago had a conversation with Lala"
"La, it looks like Lala's food is ready, you get it first huh"
"Yes"
"Lala just stay here"
The second time my daughter has agreed.
I immediately got up and pointed my feet towards the presidential table. In the middle of my steps, my mind was again disturbed by Lala's words.
What were Lala and Gesya talking about?
It seems, I have to extract information from Lala, but not now, maybe later tonight after dinner.
Seriate.