
Nehan sat on one of the back benches reserved for guests and prospective guardians. He observed from afar the interaction between the three people who were there, Yuni, Juna, and Rumi.
His lips revealed a smile to see his ex-wife who looked so beautiful and dignified.
There was a bit of regret in my heart seeing Rumi today. Nehan felt that he had killed a plant that could bloom and develop this great for nine years. Not giving the plant a chance to thrive and can benefit many people.
After a while, Nehan chose to leave the location. Picking up Lita who plays with sister Eny then headed to her mini market. Look at the performance of employees while buying some snacks and toys for Ken. Rather than just silently watching the busy Rumi, Nehan decides to play with her son.
Ms. Narmi warmly welcomes the arrival of Nehan and Lita.
"Looo's beautiful granddaughter to come."
"Where is Mom?"
"Uti" the little girl reached out to say hello, "congratulations first."
"In the room, at this hour she's asleep," Ms. Narmi carried Lita to the room, "Lita's powdered Ken ya."
"No need for powder, I brought a lot of toys, said Ken. Lita wants to play together."
"Hahaha.lucunya, a lot of talking," while Nehan was already in the room was disturbing his son who was sound.
Nehan approached Ken, "father's son.ayo woke up son, woke up...," towel-towel cheeks bakpao.
"Don't bother Han, let Ken sleep. If you wake up hard again sleep, can be fussy all night," mother passed to her own room while holding Lita.
"Yes, Mom."
Nehan broke down. Feeling his son's regular breathing draws Nehan to sleepiness and falls asleep.
The twilight sun pierced through the sidelines of the room as Nehan opened his eyes. The wrist-circled watch shows five o'clock in the afternoon.
His son was no longer by his side. Perhaps because Nehan was tired of not feeling the movement next to him.
He walked out of the room looking for his son. It turns out that the two were joking with Ms. Narmi. Nehan smiled at the happy laughing child.
Rumi's clock is not home yet. Where is his ex-wife. Is it every day to come home almost Maghrib this way or just because today is a busy day.
Nehan's feelings were mixed, between worry, jealousy and a little anger. Where there is a new student registration until this afternoon. If it wasn't about the job where Rumi went.
Rather than head in heat because of the hot heart, Nehan decided to take a bath. All personal needs are in the car, so she doesn't have to bother mom to prepare this.
"Aren't you going home Han?" tanya Bu Narmi saw Nehan finished Maghrib prayer. Miss Narmi thinks sorry Lita.
Between condolences but not willing to go home Nehan clumsily replied, "yes Mom, later after Isya."
"Mother knows you're waiting for Rumi," said the mother right piercing heart, "Rumi's not used to coming home at night, there must be something urgent."
"Did Rumi tell mom?"
Ms. Narmi shook her head, "forgetting that maybe, her phone couldn't be reached either."
Nehan sighed, if Rumi went all three, there was Juna and Yuni who could inform mother.
"I can wait for Rumi to come home, Mom."
"Wait, I know you're worried, but if you get angry with Rumi, you'll have to deal with her. Remember, Rumi's not your wife anymore," I walked in leaving Nehan alone on the porch.
Many times Nehan saw time on his watch. I don't know how many counts he's pacing on the porch.
The moment he saw there was a spotlight of car lights stopping in front of the house, all the worries in his heart were gone. What remained was a feeling of relief., even though Rumi had come with Juna.
"Mas...?!"
All the anger evaporated, seeing that face go home in a fine state. If you knew how worried I was, Rum...
"Where are you from?!" put on a pretended angry look. Let's see Juna if Rumi can't just go home at night.
"From dinner," Nehan glanced at the weathered bujang for answering his question.
"Rum...," should Rumi answer.
"And Mas Juna answered," Rumi breezed into the house. Nehan followed from behind.
"Where's the dinner together, Yuni?" still following Rumi who took a towel to take a bath.
"Maybe?" smile or grin, I don't know. A single towel hit Nehan's shoulder, "oh, sick Rum."
Left to bathe Nehan chose to go to the living room where Juna sat waiting.
"Waiting for something?" cynical Nehan.
"I haven't been able to say goodbye to Rumi yet."
Nehan cleared his throat, "ehem...Ma'am, Juna wants to go home" cried Nehan.
Miss Narmi rushed towards the living room, "want to go home?"
"Mmm, anu ma'am.me."
Nehan immediately snatched, "not polite to behave like that. This mother has been here lo, just to run her mother," grimaced win.
"Nor is it good for a man to be in a woman's house until night," before being struck by Juna, Nehan continued, "if I will accompany the children here."
Juna glanced, "ah.iya Ma'am, I'm sorry I said goodbye first, please tell Rumi if I go home," received a helping hand from my mother to kiss as a sign of goodbye.
"Yes, it will be delivered," the mother smiled.
Nehan grimaced, folded his hands behind his back then waved towards Juna.
Just watch out for you Han, someday it will be my turn to reply—Juna.
"You should also go home Han," whispered the mother after Juna left.
"Hehehe, yes Ma'am, in a moment," mother left Nehan shaking her head.
"Where is Mas Juna?"
"Have you finished taking a Rum bath?" Nehan smiled at his ex-wife who was fresh after taking a bath.
"Tck...where is Juna?!"
"Barusan went home, already saying goodbye to mom. He left you a farewell."
"Don't like to go home Rum night," followed Rumi sitting in the living room, "pity Ken."
Mbok Nah came out carrying two cups of tea and a plate of cake, "Ndoro Putri never came home the night kok Ndoro Kakung, this please enjoy."
"That's horrifying."
"Asik ya dinner together, to forget that at home awaited the same child," Rumi knitted her eyebrows.
"Other times if you want to eat dinner outside work hours, go home first, do not just play go. Poor mom waiting from afternoon. Hape could not be contacted. It's hard to send a message, "Rumi's lips are a little open because they're upset.
What a wonderful word he said. Did he forget what he did to me first—Rumi.
"If your phone battery runs out, you can borrow the person who ate with you" now Rumi folds her hands in front of her chest.
"Have you?!" rumi's voice was slow but there was a tone suppression inside.
"You better go home! Lita's going home with me tomorrow," Rumi stood up almost leaving Nehan and turned around, "before talking first, how you hurt me first," actually went in the room.
Nehan was dumbstruck, surprised by the attitude of his ex-wife. The wound still exists. Nehan rushed over and stood in front of Rumi's room.
"Sorry, Rum. I was wrong, I'm sorry..."
"Tomorrow to make time for me. There's something I want to show you, "no answer, "Rum..."
Nehan knocked on the door, "Rum, can you please take the time?"
Rumi sighed, "we see tomorrow."
"Take Rum. I'll wait for tomorrow. I'm saying yes, a good night's sleep Rum. Don't dream of me, just meet me when you're awake. I still love you, always."
There was no answer, but Nehan came home with a calm heart. He's back at the inn. Maybe tomorrow he'll start looking for a temporary contract. Because she will only enter her new home with Rumi and her children.
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