Our Story: The Sudden Chancellery
77. Indra and Viani

Viani sat in the passenger seat behind Gemma and Gala. The two adults picked her up at school and are now on their way to the hospital where Indra is still being treated.

“Viani has lunch?” ask Gala without looking.

“Already, Om.”

Gala pulled her car over at a windmill bakery. The man took Viani down to buy him some bread to bring later.

“Which Papa likes, Vi?” ask Gala.

“Mmm... That one,” Viani pointed to a pile of bread boxes that read ‘Bolen’'s banana.

Gala took two boxes, plus a few packs of Danish Raisin and Korean Garlic Bread.

“Create who is Om?” asked Viani whose eyes were still fixed on the sparkle of raisins in the pastry that Gala had taken earlier.

“This is not your and Mama's favorite, Vi?”

Viani's heart warms again because of Gala's attention, who turns out to secretly know what her favorite is. It already felt so cold.

But when they got to the car, it was like cold, bad coffee on the tongue.

Gala tries to be friendly, but the stiff atmosphere between her and Gemma cannot be engineered.

The atmosphere is completely different. The mother and Gala did not speak a word. From behind, Viani could see how tense they were, from the Gala neck veins sticking out and Gemma who did not want to look at Gala.

They descended in silence, walking each unfriendly as usual. Viani who even felt strange. There was usually warmth when the three of them gathered. She was used to Gala and her mother.

“We arrived,” Gala turned to Viani and gave the package containing Banana Bolen earlier to him to give to Indra. “You're fine if Om and Mama you don't come in?”

“Iya..”

“If there is nothing, Om and Mama are in front, okay?”

Gala's soft smile sent Viani into Indra's room which had been opened by a plainclothes policeman.

“Papa?” call Viani when you go inside.

“Vi?” indra's smile widened. The man was sitting in the gurney in a half-sitting position. His hand was still propped up with an arm sling and his head that had been bandaged overnight had been removed, leaving behind a wound that had dried up.

“Papa how now?” asked Viani who took a sitting position next to the father, on the patient's waiting chair.

“Papa is better. Papa will soon be outpatient,” Indra was silent for a moment without looking at Viani. “Mama how are you?”

Indra's face that turned sad when he painstakingly called Gemma directly touched Viani's heart. The girl smiled and replied, “Mama is fine, Pa.”

“How is your school?”

“Aman Pa.”

“There is a bother?”

The question is almost the same as Gala's question the other day. They were worried about Viani's situation at school, considering Indra and his friends were excited and entered the news madly. Meksi now, the news has completely receded, still this could have a big impact on Viani.

“No pa-pa, Pa. Viani didn't get bullied. It's been a month, they've also forgotten the same Papa.” case

Then silence. After everything that happened, everything became foreign to Viani. Indra seemed to know what Viani was thinking, began to open his voice.

“You must be ashamed to have a father like Papa.” Indra stared at the floor with a giddy. “No wonder Mama asked for a divorce from Papa. Papa apologizes for embarrassing you.”

Viani's tears just dripped. No matter how wrong Indra is, he's still his real father. The father who loved him with all his heart. Who never ignored his request even though he knew it was excessive and would make him quarrel with his mother.

The father who was always his escape when he and Gemma did not get along. Hearing the father express his feelings like this, he became heartless.

“Papa apologizes because Papa did betray Mama... Papa khilaf. Papa's parents are bad for you. Papa deserves to be punished. Papa deserves to be hated by you, dear.”.

Viani's heart suddenly broke because of longing and also affection. Uncommanded, his body that was dominated by regret immediately hugged the father so tightly like there was no more tomorrow.

“Viani darling Papa. Until anytime, Viani will love Papa!”

Indra's eyes also suddenly flooded. He hugged the child with one free hand.

Moments like this, he just realized how the family is a very important support system. Family is where he can return, even if the world rejects him and neglects him completely.

But where is he going now? For his own stupidity, the iron bars were his home once he was out of the hospital.

There was no stopover, no more affection to welcome him at home, for the house was no more. The apartment that became their residence was confiscated by the police as evidence that would either be returned or not. He could only lament in his heart.

How foolish he was to waste such a loving family. The wife who survived 15 years now does not want to appear to him again. His son could not be found every day.

“Papa Rasa, this is the price that Papa has to pay for Papa's mistake. Don't take Papa, Vi.. You have to be a better kid, a lot better than Papa.”

Viani did not answer, she even more sobbing bitterly. Because he knew he would be separated from his father for so long. A dozen minutes passed, Viani still hugged her father until her tears dried.

“Until any time, Papa will love you and your Mama. Grow up well, son. Be happy. Although Papa and Mama are not together, Papa will be fine.”

The nod on Viani's head separated their embrace. Indra fondly stroked her son's head and kissed him on the forehead for so long.

“Papa still love Mama?”

“Very... Ranita it's just Papa's stopover. But Papa realized too late, Vi. It all feels so precious when we lose. This is a life lesson for the most valuable Papa. Don't let you fall into the same mistake, remember that yes, dear.”

“Viani darling Papa.”

“Papa too.. Udah do not cry anymore yes..”.

“Viani almost forgot.. It's Pa.” Viani gave it to her father.

“Bolen's Banana? Papa's favorite, dear.. Thank you.”.

“Tadi Om Gala stopgahin Viani buy bread—“

Indra raised her eyebrows. “So this is from Gala?”

Oh hell. Viani reflexively touched her lips as soon as she realized that she had forgotten to guard her mouth.

“How close are you to him?”

For some reason after he slipped earlier, the question sounded so horror. Viani immediately misbehaved, confused about what to answer to the father. He lowered his head, his eyes twinkling here and there because he didn't know what to do.

“Sayang. Don'tbeafraid. Papa just wants to know.”

“Ta-but.. Viani... Eng—“ the girl stuttered.

“Papa won't be angry. Papa already know what your Mama and Om Gala relationship is like. Because Papa is -"

Indra gulped because he almost slipped. He nodded and asked again. "Tell Papa, Om Gala is good with you?”

Viani's eyes were round looking at the father and got the green light from him, he told Indra everything he saw so casually.

“Papa angry?”

“Anged? For what?” asked Indra with a slightly raised tone of voice.

“Mama. It seems..” Viani expressed his uncertain opinion. “Om Gala has not been seen proposing to Mama.”

“Vi.. Frankly Papa does not like Gala.”

Mampus…

“But if that's what makes your Mama happy, Papa can what?”

...*** ...

“That's Viani,” Gala exclaimed as the girl exited the Papa's room.

The boy ran, came to his mother and hugged her tightly. Gemma greeted the boy without asking. Initially Gemma thought Viani just wanted a hug. But this girl was apparently crying, a wet Gemma shirt hit by Viani's tears that were still dripping.

“Darling, you why?” ask Gemma. There was an anxious murat on Gemma's face in case the child was hurt by Indra. “You're next to Papa?”

“Nggak... Vi..ani is not pussy..” Viani wiped her tears with the tissue Gala gave her. “Viani sad we are not together anymore, Ma... Papa kasian, Papa alone.”

“Vi...” Gemma speechless sees Viani who still hugs her and cries as she pleases.

Gala, who could not bear to see Viani's crying, touched the girl's head and stroked her. “Om promise to bring Viani to visit Papa often. We will not leave Papa. You are calm dear.”

“Iya Om..”

With his firm hands, Gala carried Viani and Gemma in her arms, hoping to channel all the strength she had on these two women who had gone through so much.

When asked, in Gala's mind it has grown affection for Viani since she opened up to the child.

Despite the ketus, this girl is not a child that is difficult to approach. She's sweet and kind. The sense of all the good in his bastard father is still down on Viani, and he doesn't want to smear all that good.

“Papa let go of Mama if Om wants to marry Mama..”

The mouths of Gemma and Gala were both gaping with foreheads that were both frowning. Did they hear wrong?

“Times anyway, Vi? You don't nag!” gemma is upset.

Viani shook her head so innocently. “Papa did say that Papa does not like Om Gala. But if that's what makes Mama happy, what can she do? Papa is so sorry because I hurt Mama.”

“Really?”

Viani's face turned even more tender. “Papa crying Mom long time ago.”

The good news was greeted with a gentle smile from the Gala for Gemma. He looked at the woman he loved so gently.

Gala grabbed Gemma's hand and grasped it tightly. All the guilt and resentment of meeting Yahya had all been blown away. How could he possibly waste this moment just like that.

If Gemma changes her mind, what?

Before that happens, Gala will take swift action. He doesn't care that Gemma might still be upset with him, but he'll make the most of this.

“Let's go home..” take him to Viani and Gemma. His feet took him back to the car and drove them to Gemma's workplace.

"Let's pick me up at 8, okay?" ask Gala to Gemma.

After the two of them entered the music course, Gala made a call to Felix.

"Lix, do you have any free time? Now." Now."

"Why are you?"

"Temenin I to the mall, nyari ring."

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