Mistake (A Mistake Can Bring Love)
Newspaperman

It was clearly visible that afternoon. The man who was no longer young walked through the room after room in the police station, followed by the steps of two men who escorted him, with a body that was not too big, like a bodyguard in general. However, his ability should not be doubted.

With black glasses perched on her nose, she split open the scorching sun that felt stinging on her skin. As soon as he arrived at the police station yard, everyone ran towards him, like a top artist, the man was surrounded by various camera brands from several television stations. He grunts resentfully for a lifetime he always avoids the so-called media, but this time he has to face it, for and for the sake of his family's composure, which was previously restless.

Erik paused for a moment, while displaying his smile towards the camera, as if greeting the audience who was watching him at this moment. He listened to various vague-sounding questions from the reporters, as they interconnected, making a note like a flying fly.

Is your son-in-law really in the hospital?

Erik finally found a clear question from the reporters who were around him, after sharpening his ears.

“Ya, my daughter-in-law had an accident.” Erik answered calmly. Still keeping his face to look handsome when in front of the camera, and not the obvious emotions.

Since when did your son get married, why didn't you invite us to cover it?

“If since when to marry him, please ask the concerned, he is now waiting for his wife in the Flamboyant room, in the hospital owned by my daughter,” explained Erik again while releasing his sunglasses.

Is it true that Mr. Erik's son impregnated Pak Rendi's son?

What about your son's fiancee?

“Have I said it's my son's personal business, please ask the concerned, I'm here just visiting my colleague,” explained Erik while raising his sleeve.

Why would you report Mr. Rendi to the police station? Didn't he ever monolong wife thirty years ago when Dad's wife was almost crazy?

Erik stared intently at the reporter who gave the disrespectful question. No one should call his wife that. He looked back, seeing two policemen standing not far from him. He then patted the guy on the back, “Jaga said, My wife is fine! I only give punishment to people who make my family nervous!” his whisper next to a man's ear was a black vest.

Erik continues his steps towards the car, his men trying to split the journalist who blocked his path, so that the boss can run smoothly. Arriving in front of the car, someone threw it with a stone until it hit the back of the head. Making Erik look back because he was curious about the person who threw the stone at him, lucky that the stone was not too big, so it did not make him bleed.

“Job you!” a woman shouted as she walked closer towards Erik.

Erik smiled as he shook his head. Then throw her breath rough, when Viona looks increasingly eroding the distance between them.

“Tega you yes!?” he said while shedding tears.

“He himself is wrong, don't blame me! You know who's sick here? My wife! Every night he always cries for his son!”

“Why should Rendi!? We need it?”

“Hem, why? Because he started it! Tell him not to be crazy about the position to make it legalize all means to get it, not only this, he is also entangled in bribery cases!”

Viona was crying loudly in front of Erik. Making Erik more dizzy, and open the door of his car to go inside, intending to leave Viona alone there, because the scorching sun that feels stinging, also affects the headache he feels.

His activities were stopped by Viona's hand coiled around her stomach. He was crying behind Erik's back. Erik tried to rebel, shaking Viona's hand, asking her to stay away, because there were a lot of reporters staring at her back, or maybe they were taking pictures of her.

“I've dizzy Rik, this is too heavy for me, I can no longer bear everything!”

“Terden! I don't care anymore, with your family! I've been quiet all this time. But it's not like I don't know what you guys are doing behind my back!”

“Crazy! What about Kayra? Kalun impregnated him, your son should be responsible!”

“Just ask him! I don't care about him anymore!” erik said then immediately got into the car leaving Viona who was looking at him annoyed.

***

When Aluna asked Kayra, she only replied that Kayra had left her with another man. Kayra cheated on him behind her. Pregnant with another man.

The sound of footsteps came closer and closer, behind the door of the room. Outside the room came a boisterous voice that was not clearly heard from inside Aluna's room.

“What's up?” ask Aluna to panic.

“Let me see it!” he said while standing near the door.

Kalun closed the door again, after knowing who was behind the door. There were guards guarding the door, lest the reporters enter the room. He then took off his shirt, walked closer to the bag that Toni had delivered last night.

Aluna closed her eyes with both hands, when she saw her husband bare-chested in front of her, just three meters away from her, so it was obvious that Kalun had abdominal muscles. Aluna's hand grew closer as Kalun's steps sounded closer towards her.

Kalun opened his heart, trying to open Aluna's hand. The pink face was clearly visible in Kalun's eyes, as Aluna looked up at him. His lips did not say anything else, Aluna's eyes searched for objects to take her eyes away from Kalun.

“I want to go out for a while, don't be naughty!” his memory switched to scrambling Aluna's hair that was jet black, the hair that had been neat now was like a tangled thread that asked to be re-revealed. He then freed one of his hands that still blocked Aluna. Kalun switched to buttoning a dark color shirt that was almost neat on his body.

“Alhamdulillah, go there! Already from now I want to expel you, because I almost nauseous to see your face in front of me continue!” ketus Aluna while pulling the blanket turned her back to Kalun, hiding her increasingly red face.

“Yes, take good care of yourself! I won't be long! If you miss just call! Don't torture yourself!” kalun jokingly ordered, he then immediately walked towards the exit leaving his wife alone. Aluna silently turned her head towards Kalun, watching the back of the man who was about to disappear behind the door of her room.

“I love him. That's not possible? But, huft why is this pounding!” muttered Aluna accompanied the departure of Kalun who disappeared behind the door.

After closing and locking the door of Aluna's room, Kalun was greeted with various questions from journalists. He was more used to the camera than his papa, who slightly avoided the camera.

Mr Kalun why did you get married not tell us?

Since when did you get married?

What's your wife's name?

Do you love her? Then what about Miss Kayra, who said you impregnated her?

Kalun first listened to all the questions issued by journalists. She smiled faintly as the various accusations blamed her, for her affair from Kayra.

“I will answer all your questions, but please do not add or subtract, because I know, the hands and mouth of the nitizen is more spicy than I imagined!”

Kalun combed his hair with his fingers, as his eyesight was interrupted by his slightly elongated hair.

“Yes, I was married about 8 months ago, at first I thought if I was cheating on my future wife, but as time went on, all was missed, I understand that he betrayed our love first, and the baby he conceived was not my son. I have checked it and the DNA test results do not match my DNA!”

Means Mr Kalun has slept with Miss Kayra?

TB

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