My wife Canduku
trust the power of the do'a

Geck.. Geck.. Geck..

Beautiful knocking on the door of the Inca room.

“Honey, can mama come in?”

“Iya, Mother. Login only, The door is not Inka key.”

Beautifully entering his daughter's room, seen Inca who was still sitting at the dressing table with a pencil in her hand. He created several designs of dresses to eliminate his saturation, while eliminating a bit of his thoughts about Mario. Far from the bottom of his heart, the Inca honestly missed Mario.

“Mama wants to sleep here tonight, Can you?” Beautifully sitting on the edge of the bed, exactly facing the direction of the Inca.

“Of course, Ma.” Answer the smile.

Now, the mother and son were in the Inca bedroom bed. Lovely continues to kiss her daughter's hand.

“Like a dream it feels, can hug you and kiss this hand again.” Indah continued to hold the back of the Inca hand while tucking it, as she always did when the Inca were small.

“Mama knows what you're feeling right now. Mama was once in your position.” Beautiful speech while staring at the ceiling of the room.

“Means?” Ask Inka confused.

“Iya, mama was once in your position.” Beautifully turned to the side, where there was his daughter who was also lying there.

“Mama already knows everything from Harris. He's been telling mom about you there all along. You also know who your husband is. Harris took a picture of your wedding.” Another imbibing.

“So all this time, Harris mas a stalker Inka?” It was beautiful to laugh at her daughter's question.

“Mas you're so dependable, son. Mama's lucky to babysit her.” The Inca nodded, agreeing with the mother's statement.

Then Indah started telling her story and Raka. A long, bitter story in his grave. The story of how he finally parted with his Inca father, and how he met Karel. Inka listened carefully to her mother's story. He really only found out the real reason, they separated.

“Your father prefers Desi and his daughter. Sorry mama is selfish, mama attach importance to your feelings compared to your feelings. Mama prefers the happiness of her own heart, compared to your happiness.” Beautiful crying, the tears can not be stopped anymore.

The mother hugged her mother and said. “Now the Inca understood ma, maybe that time the Inca did not understand and angry with mom. But now that the Inca knew what it was like, she had the right to seek her own happiness. Sometimes we do have to sacrifice something to get happiness.” Now it was the Inca's turn that could not contain the tears.

“Thank you, Darling.”

“So, Adhis is Inca's sister, Ma? Different sisters mother?”

“Iya, right. Adhis is not your father's son, but his biological son.” Answer beautifully.

Inka rounded her eyes and covered her mouth with both hands. He was surprised by this fact. Worth it, Raka loves Adhis so much.

“But, why papa never told this to Inca, Ma.” Beautifully shrugged her shoulders and shook her head.

“Maybe, your papa wants to keep your feelings.” Beautiful Saying.

Long both silent, Inka thought with her own mind. Remembering, how Raka differentiates herself and Adhis.

“Now, you can start from awaal, rearrange your new life here.” Beautiful Word.

The inca nodded.

“Then, have you and your husband divorced/” Tanya Indah again.

Inka shook. “Inka don't know, Ma. Before the Inca left, the Inca had already signed the divorce papers, but had no idea with Mario. Whether he takes care of it or not.”

“Mama sure, she doesn't take care of it.” Say Beautiful with a gaze that is still on the ceiling of the room.

“Kok, mom can be sure so?” Tanya Inka looked at her mother.

“Hopefully.” Inner Inca.

Finally their conversation was closed with the subtle snoring of the Incas, and their regular breathing. The Inca fell asleep while on the elus-elus of her head by her mother.

On the other side. Mario has not changed, the situation is still the same, even though the day has passed a few days.

Geck.. Geck.. Geck..

Mario's apartment door slingshot sounded really tight. Looks like, the person who is out there, can't wait for the one who has the house to open the door immediately.

Chequek... Mario opened the door to his apartment.

Bugh... The punch was right in Mario's face.

“Papa?” mario said to Raka.

Raka's face was already very red. He just learned the news of his daughter's disappearance.

“Where is Inka?’ Shouted Raka.

“Where?” Raka pulls the collar of a tee shirt, which Mario wears.

“Mario is also looking for him, Pa.”

Bugh.. Mario was hit again, this time making the corners of his lips bleed.

“Sorry, Pa.’ Mario lirih.

“Papa said, Take care of Inca! Never hurt her, like the father who hurt her.” Raka's voice weakened, she cried and sat herself on the sofa that was there.

“Sorry, Pa. Sorry.” Mario pleads with raka while kneeling.

“Mario promises to bring Inka back here. Mario promise, Pa” Mario's moans sound, so sad and heartbreaking.

****

Mario tried to get up, he began to return to work with still accompanied by his father. Because the current state of Mario is still unstable and sometimes the decisions he takes for the company become illogical. Unlike before that which was calculating and mature. Almost every night Mario also went to the club to drink alcohol, only drinking to heavy drinking. This made her two best friends who were also married. Both of his best friends had to leave his wife's children, to accompany Mario. Andre and Rey had to make a schedule of whatever days they took turns keeping Mario in his apartment.

“Yo, until when are you rich gini anyway!” Call Rey who is carrying Mario to her apartment.

“Mabok didn't make your problem finished, Yo.” Rey said again.

With painstaking friend Mario, open his shoes and clothes, and lay Mario on the bed.

Next day. Rey opens Mario's window curtain.

“Silau Rey, close again!” Said Mario who was still holding his blanket.

“Build, Yo. I have prepared food for you. It's noon.”

Mario obeyed his best friend. Now they are at the dining table.

“Gue know what lo rasain, Yo. I was also in your position, I used to feel that I would lose Love because he wanted to marry another man. But trust me will power do’a. Do’ him, so that the Inca return the same lo. After that you resigned, let everything go properly. Quite sure that your prayer will be answered by God.there will be a time when you will be reunited with the Inca with the right time. Trust deh.” Mario stopped the fork and spoon he was holding. He digested every word Rey.

He looked at Rey for a long time, and smiled.

“Thank you, Bro. Sorry I took lo and Andre all this time.” Mario said with a smile.

“Ga no ngerepotin word, Yo. We're getting out of High School, it's like sodara. I'm sad to see you like this continue.” Rey.