
A full day Dinda shut herself in the room, not without reason, her mind is chaotic and not in the mood to stare at something other than her family photos, is the word regret able to restore everything? not only strong and patient words are able to make him stand at this time, some times the call of Bi Romlah was not heeded , maybe aloof can recover his already fractured heart even though impossible.
Tok. tok.. tok.. knock the door so many times, which he ignored, but this time it was not the voice of Bi Romlah but the voice of his mother-in-law.
Dinda wiped her tears that day successfully made her eyes swollen.
Czech, the door opened, Dinda quickly embraced her mother with a sobbing cry, if she could, Dinda was eager to hide her sadness that day, but he said his other mother should know that at this time he needs support to return to live his life and welcome back home.
There was no question from Bu Yanti, the middle-aged woman could only stroke Dinda's trembling back.
''Forgive Mama, Son, '' said Bu Yanti kissing Dinda's head.
''Why are you apologizing?'' ask Dinda back in between her tears.
''Because Alan made you like this, it was my mother who asked you to marry Alan, but in fact she couldn't make you happy.'' Bu Yanti followed her tears as she looked at Dinda's swollen eyes.
''Ma, can I stay at my mom's house?'' dinda Pinta.
Quickly Bu Yanti nodded, without thinking of anything Bu Yanti held Dinda and brought her down.
On the way there was not a single question from Bu Yanti for her daughter-in-law, the woman knew what had happened to the woman who was currently sitting next to her.
''Ma, I'm not yet the same permission, brother Alan, afraid he's angry, can I borrow your mobile phone?'' said Dinda looked up, looking at the face of Bu Yanti who looks still fiery.
Bu Yanti nodded and gave her cell phone, but Dinda did not call just send a message to her husband who said that he was staying at Yanti's mom's house.
What is your heart made of Din, why are you so good, forgive dear mama, may Alan quickly realize and love you, and may you be quickly given a baby.
At seven o'clock in the night, now Alan's car is parked in front of his house, in the lyrics garage, it turns out the Syntia car does not exist, it means the master has not returned home.
Alan went straight into the living room.
''Bi,'' call her out her phone which rings several times.
''Yes, Den, '' Replied Bi Romlah ran a small approach to Alan who looked lethargic.
''Syntia is home?'' alan asked, leaning his back and closing his eyes before opening his phone again.
Bi Romlah shook his head, ''Not yet, Den.''
''Yes, make coffee!" her word.
I guess I'm not feeling well anymore.
After telling Bi Romlah, Alan looked back at his phone screen and read a message from Dinda through Bu Yanti's phone.
What, she's nginep at my mom's house, what the hell is this, what she wants to tell mama about me, Alan's mind is upset.
Did Den Alan know that Non Dinda went with the mistress, was I wrong to complain to the Madam about the state of non Dinda all day, why hurry up.
Alan again broke through the streets to his parents' house, not caring about the streets so crowded, the important thing is that he quickly arrived, don't want Dinda to complain again to her mother about her behavior that is far from good.
Upon arrival Alan put on an ordinary face before entering to face his mother's face which may be currently filled with anger.
Without knocking the man opened the main door, he saw that his parents were currently looking relaxed in the living room.
Finally you came too, mama thought you wouldn't care about Dinda.
''Do you want to come here?" chirps Bu Yanti with a rough tone, wanted to feel berating Alan but in his words, because he did not want to bother Dinda who may be currently sleeping.
Alan did not answer and continued to move his legs closer to his mother and father.
''Where is it, Ma?'' alan asked unceremoniously, for that was indeed the purpose of coming.
Heh... Bu Yanti smiled bitterly, ''Gapain you are looking for Dinda, isn't Syntia enough to make you happy," said Bu Yanti in a mocking tone.
''But Dinda is also my wife Ma, and I deserve her" Alan won't lose and raised his voice.
Mr. Heru let out a long sigh, still thinking of mediating between his wife and son who were currently arguing.
''Wife, rights, whether a husband has rights, if he does not love his wife, and can only hurt his wife," said Bu Yanti increasingly emotional, because he thinks this time Alan has been outrageous.
Alan could only quietly permeate every inch of his mother's words that were true, let alone love, just looking at him just one eye.
''Al, papa does not side with anyone, but understand, even though you have not loved Dinda at least treat her fairly, the love will grow out of habit," said Mr. Heru, said, considering that she also did not love Bu Yanti when she got married and that is also now being lived by her son Alan, She is a good girl, do not let you regret your actions," continued Heru wisely, Papa does not have a second wife like you, but consider Dinda as you consider Syntia," explained Mr. Heru at length.
While Alan can only be a loyal listener, and there is no other word than to accept the message of his father even though it is difficult.
''Yes pa, Alan apologized for being rude to Dinda," he said slowly and lowered his head, "Now I want to see him" he said.
Mr. Heru looked at Bu Yanti's face which still looked annoyed.
''You better apologize to him straight away and don't hurt him again.
''Yes, Ma" maybe that's the answer that will be the end of the debate.
''She sleeps in your room, for tonight don't disturb her.''
Alan who heard his mother's answer also stepped foot into his room and opened the door slowly, at the sight of Dinda sleeping with his shoulder face, even his crooked eyes were still clearly visible.
Want until when you make me always wrong in the eyes of mama, are you present just to trouble me, you fucking girl, I make sure you will not be happy if you still dare to act, you know, don't use your mother's kindness as your weapon for shelter.
Because it was so dizzy, Alan had to lay down his body beside Dinda, rather than having to be on a narrow sofa, what was wrong after all Dinda and his wife.