
In front of me right now sits Mas Juna and Yuni. I told you all about Sister Eny and Sekar. The two listened with fickle facial expressions. Sometimes smiling happily sometimes shows a concerned face.
"How am I supposed to be?" ask for an opinion.
"Look at Rum, they both deserve this kind of punishment, hurt you and they end up hurting too" said Mas Juna.
"Must report to the police. Let the mad woman of Nehan's ex receive the reward she deserves" replied Yuni who was always emotional and short-sighted.
It's not that easy to snare Sekar. There is no evidence that leads to him. It could be Sister Eny who will bear the blame alone.
"It's not that easy Yun. We cannot snare Sekar with the words of Sister Eny. In fact, the only one who looks guilty is Sister Eny. He who hid the baby and took care of it secretly, even exchanged it for another baby's corpse."
"Yes, too, Rum."
"Our target is Sekar, of course Sister Eny must accept the consequences of her actions. But Sekar's brain, I also want him to accept the consequences of his actions," I said.
"That's it," Mas Juna let out a voice after a moment of silence, "we wait for Nehan."
"We do have three brains to think, but one more brain should add to the idea" continued Mas Juna.
"The problem is that having a fourth brain is not necessarily able to use his brain with common sense, Jun. It's about her son, we can't expect too much from Rumi's ex-husband. Sister Eny is not killed or killed later when she meets is good," said Yuni.
"Yes too."
Silence came back to us. Each one with a different thought. I myself am confused how to deal with this problem.
"We need a confession" I said.
"If Sekar confesses all his wrongdoings, he will also share the responsibility with Sister Eny, otherwise it is obvious that only Sister Eny is guilty and Sekar is the victim."
Mas Juna and Yuni nodded confirming all my words. Suddenly a brilliant idea came to my head, but this plan could be successful if there was Mas Han's involvement. On condition that the man must be able to control his emotions.
"I have an idea."
As Mas Juna and Yuni looked at me, "what the hell?" ask Yuni.
"Mas Han should be able to seduce Sekar to confess his crime."
"How is it?" Mas Juna asked because it is not easy to make someone admit a mistake made let alone something that has criminal legal consequences.
"That's Mas Han's business. We wait for the concerned to come. The important thing is you should be able to convey all this without making Mas Han emotional, you must find a way mas, or everything will not go as expected," I asked the only man who was here now.
"Hmmm," his face showed seriousness in responding to my request.
Our conversation continues to talk about the care home business. The foundation must be ready if Sister Eny eventually has to accept punishment.
Approaching lunch time, Mas Han opened the door of my room. He was surprised to see us gathered there. His eyes looked at us in astonishment. While Mas Juna and Yuni simultaneously looked towards the door.
"What is this all gathering here?" the astonished eyes could not be hidden by Mas Han.
Before answering my ex-husband's question, the three of you looked at each other. As per the agreement, it was Mas Juna who finally opened his voice.
"Sit down Han first" Mas Juna said as he patted the side of the empty sofa.
"I think we'll just talk alone," Mas Han spoke with a confused face.
"That's what you want," Yuni spoke with a jutek face, "basal Raden mas crazy," he whispered again while turning his face away.
"I heard Yun," Mas Han said as he glared.
"Already Yun," finally mas Juna mediate.
Mas Han sat right next to Mas Juna. His face turned tense looking at us who were looking at each other but no one wanted to talk yet.
"What the hell is it, like a tense gini?"
Me and Yuni saw Mas Juna together. Hopefully Mas Juna has the right way to convey a very sensitive issue like this.
"Rum," Mas Juna looked at me, "wouldn't we call Sister Eny all of you?"
I shook my head quickly. Right now in my brain comes scary bad shadows. Only to me did he say love can be violent. Especially on Sister Eny who is someone else and clearly did evil there is her family.
"Okay, you two should be ready to help me if Nehan's out of control."
"What the hell are you talking about, making me confused, annoying to know!" the voice was loud half-stomping. I was trembling to hear it.
"If no one wants to talk, let me go. I better go to my mom's house to see Ken. Rather than being with obscure people like you guys," Mas Han suddenly stood up about to step away.
"In the meantime Han," Mas Juna grabbed my ex-husband's heavy hand.
"This is what we were worried about. We're afraid that you can't hold back your emotions."
Mas Han's face grew tense, he slammed his butt back on the sofa.
"Don't have to convolute, just talk."
I held my breath hearing Mas Juna's opening.
"About Ken? Why Ken, Rum?!"
The panic mode is on. His face was instantly flushed red, his body raised half-standing from the one sitting.
"Sit down Han, if you're like this, we're hesitant to talk to you. You have to promise to control yourself."
"If you keep muting like this, I'm even emotionally aware!" he started to scream, his voice high and loud.
I glanced at Mas Juna who was breathing, "this is about your son with Sekar, your wife. The boy's alive."
Mas Han's two eyebrows collided, "my son with Sekar, what do you mean?"
"If joking don't go too far," his voice pressed, his eyes looking straight at Mas Juna.
"He's still alive Mas," Mas Han's gaze turned to me.
"What do you mean Rum?"
"She's here, in this parlor."
He was confused, looking at us one by one with a confused face. After a while, Mas Han stood up directly running towards the door.
Mas Juna immediately grabbed her hand and held her out of the room. The two men held each other.
"Where is my son, I want to see him, where is my son!!" yelled Mas Han trying to break away from Mas Juna's grip.
Because of his high body the great power of Mas Juna is almost meaningless. It seems that Mas Han will escape Mas Juna shouted.
"You two don't just shut up. Help me hold this!"
"We have to what?" yuni shouted.
I got confused myself, I tried to hold the back of his clothes and it was meaningless as well. Suddenly Yuni whispered right in my ear.
"No way," I shouted loudly.
"You do whispers like that, help me!" I heard Mas Juna's voice again.
"Let go of me Jun, I'll beat you up, if you don't want to let go of me!" mas Han's movements are getting less and less chaotic. His hand grabbed onto Mas Juna's collar and shirt in order to escape.
"There's no other way Rum!" yuni shouted at me.
I still had time to shake my head and get confused between following Yuni's whisper or not. When Mas Han managed to grab the doorknob and open it. I immediately stood in front of Mas Han and hugged his body tightly.
I wrap my hands around my husband's waist. Channeling calm to ease his anger. Re-flow the vibration of taste that once existed.
For the next few moments Mas Han was still moving. But after realizing I was hugging her, she calmed down. His body is more relaxed.
"Listen to the story until it's over" I whispered.
I put my head on his chest. Actually I'm reluctant to do this, but how else, all the way must be tried is not.
"What exactly is Rum?" his voice was weakened like never before.
I kept my body away. Gave some distance so I could see the look in his eyes. I touched her hand and held it and sat back down.
He said his breathing was still stingy but it was calmer.
"Continue Mas" I said to Mas Juna.
"Everything is Mekar, Han."
Mas Han's hands clenched. His eyes are red again. This time I encouraged Yuni to sit right next to my ex-husband.
Yuni gave me the code while moving her eyes towards Mas Han's grasping hand. I shook my head but Yuni glared.
Finally, Mas Han's hand was held. Mas Juna glanced at our hands but did not comment anything.
The hand I held changed to hold my hand. And the owner looked at me.
"Immediately dong Mas Juna story," I asked. Long with a position like this does not feel good on its own.
"So Sekar originally paid someone to hold your child for illness, so you focus on the child and ignore Rumi who was also pregnant at that time. But unfortunately he fell in love with your son and ended up swapping your son for a dead baby, so he could take it and take care of himself."
Mas Han's body sagged. His eyes were closed and clear details were flowing slowly soaking his cheeks. His hand took off my hand and covered his face.
It turns out that my ex-husband has a soft side when it comes to his children. I looked at him with mixed feelings. I feel sorry for everything that happened to him. I so remember about the mother who gave birth to her, how would I tell her about mother, or did she already know?!
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