MY LOVELY, SAHARA
Chapter 7 - Kala Cinta seduces

A boy's broken heart is, when he sees the woman who has given birth to him being hurt...

"You've been sincere if Mama and Papa separated?" ask Kinanti.

Although heavy, having a healthy marriage is also not the best option. Moreover, the more here Lendra the more heartless. And Kinanti was worried that Cakra would increasingly see the bad side of her Papa.

Cakra nodded, "if mama is happy with the separation why not? Don't think about me, Ma! I've had eighteen years to understand enough of Mama and Papa's thorny problems!"

However, the definition is okay, it only applies in the presence of Kinanti. Behind him, Cakra feels devastated, let alone his relationship with Lendra getting worse due to events some time ago. If killing is not something sinful or something that will be ensnared by the law, maybe Cakra will finish off the woman who has taken her Papa.

***

"This is all you cooking?" ask Lendra with sparkling eyes.

"It's not Mas, there is a maid why I have to bother," he cried while busy taking care of the nails that he finished pedi in the salon.

"What have you been doing all day?" tanyanya sat down while massaging the straightener.

"In the caffe also does not exist," continued Lendra again.

"Hm, I was running. Take care of yourself, oh yes one more Mas. The cass money you gave me this morning I used for the balloons, it's over" Areta cuek exclaimed.

Though this morning Lendra gave him a million more and it was spent a moment just for the candidate.

Sitting limp, he who is used to eating Kinanti cuisine feels confused. Not spoiled, but indeed for stomach affairs, Lendra was spoiled by Kinanti.

"Mas, your child's motorbike is to be taken what? Otherwise, it is sold also quite," said Areta saw the big motor just idle in the trunk without movement.

"Are you?" Lendra clenched her hands in the air. He had only brought Areta two days at home but she had managed to make her blood boil.

Suddenly his head was dizzy with firefly eyes because he thought of Kinanti, had not this woman been very good to be his wife.

Lendra again grabbed the car keys and left the house, certainly without Areta. Suddenly the woman was upset not playing because Lendra just left.

Through the dark night that was getting closer, Lendra drove his car without direction. Annoyed by his own decision. Lendra reached into her cell phone to contact Cakra.

"Hallo," the typical heavy voice on the other side picked up the phone.

"C-Cakra" call Lendra.

"Papa?" Cakra cringing, to make sure the caller. Whether his vision is wrong or not.

"Yes, it's Papa."

"What's wrong?" ask Cakra.

"Where are you and Mama? where you live, Papa,-" Lendra's voice sounded sad and sad. He regretted having wasted Kinanti and Cakra, that short as God flipped his heart.

The chakras that were originally lying in the room were sitting.

"You what?"

"Papa wants to fix everything, everything is chakra!"

"It seems too late, Pa! Mama filed divorce papers with the court this morning." Cakra sighed, if and if what his Papa said is true.

Want to fix everything, maybe Cakra is the happiest person.

"Prove it then" cried Cakra. There was a long breath across from none other than Lendra.

"Keep, didn't you just ask me this afternoon to beg? Why is it the opposite now?" ask Cakra.

Lendra grew silent, "Okay sorry,"

After Lendra hung up the phone, Cakra approached her mother who was still sitting on the sofa in the living room alone.

"Ma, think what?" ask Cakra. Because Kinanti kept massaging her temple.

"Morely think of the Sahara as Om Sagara," said Kinanti bluntly.

"Why? Mama's in love with Om Sagara?" cakra's question makes Kinanti perfectly rounded.

"Whoa, mama is old Cakra!"

"So if you're young, huh, Ma?"

Kinanti shook her head, "we're just mass."

"If Papa is desperate and wants to go back to mama again how?"

Kinanti frowned, "impossible."

"Maybe! Just now Papa himself told me," muttered Cakra.

"Papa called me, he said mess and wanted to apologize to my mom. Ma, no child wants his parents separated, his house destroyed. But if for example Papa's mistake is unforgivable, the decision is also in the mama."

"Just think of your happiness, that's all."

"I'm happy enough to see my mom happy." The chakra smiled, although the weight of the choice remained in the hands of his mother.

Kinanti switched the conversation, maybe he could have forgiven Lendra. But to go back, is it fair? What if her husband had slept with her. Kinanti could not imagine it, thinking about it every time Lendra approached if they came back.

"You focus on school, mama take a break." Kinanti gently rubbed his son's shoulder.

***

Days change, months go by. The Sahara never finds the chakras coming again. The night he was always pensive in front of the waiting parlour. Perhaps, the man suddenly came, perhaps.

"May you have sustenance to come here again" the Sahara prayed.

Suddenly a jazzy car entered the grounds of the home. The Sahara frowned, but seeing the plate that was still one area with it made the Sahara deny that it was Cakra.

"Hey girl," Sinta turned her head, smiling as she looked at Sahara from the windshield.

"Huft, kirain!" Sahara grimaces. However, he welcomed Rian and Sinta and let them in.

"I gave my permission first yes," said Sahara.

Today, one of the prettiest students at school's birthday. At first Sahara hesitates to join, but Sinta and Rian continue to plead for this at the request of Devon the show owner.

"Ah, but I don't have any clothes to pant?" he complained after getting permission from Arimbi.

"Pake my clothes, I will immediately let me make over. Your face is beautiful from the scourge."

"Hm..."