Sharing Love: The First Wife's Pilu Story
Aya's Decree

Randu who was at the dining table kept staring at Aya who was reading a story to Raisya in the living room. Her spoiled child seemed comfortable in Aya's lap. From the house of Bu Risma, Randu felt Aya a lot of changes, Aya who was once chatty now became quiet, expensive smile, never again served him at the dining table, and more prominently, he said, He often avoids it. His attitude was cold and hard to guess. 

Today Randu came home earlier than yesterday, he wanted to talk about Aya's reason for being indifferent to him, but many times there was no chance, and this time Aya could no longer avoid it. 

After Raisya fell asleep, Randu approached Aya who was very troubled to stand up.

"Ay, let me take Raisya to the room."

Aya simply nodded, putting away the doll that was in Raisya's arms.

Randu leaned over, both hands were under Raisya's body, his face was only a few cent away from Aya's face. The two exchanged glances, but Aya immediately looked the other way, her heart was beating fast, again her heart could not hide something that was still residing in there. 

"Wait for me here!"

Aya did not reply, she only flinching as Randu carried Raisya's tiny body towards her room. 

Randu returned and sat down beside Aya, staring at the woman's face from the side. 

"What the hell are you, Ay? These few days you've been cuekin me. Aren't you relieved to be separated from Robi? You should be happy." 

Aya lowered her head, it should be like that, but not with her heart at the moment. Without Randu noticing, Aya accidentally listened to his conversation with Pak Yudi and Bu Risma at that time, and that was what made Aya change his attitude. 

"Yes, Mas. I'm so glad, thank you for your help all this time. Sorry, I can't reply to anything" Aya said with a forced smile. 

Soft and friendly, even that is contrary to the daily life of Aya all this time.

Coinciding when taking the official letter later, it also coincided with one month he worked at the landu house. That means Aya will receive her first salary as Raisya's nanny.

You're good at tricking others, but not me, I'm sure there's something you're hiding.

Aya moved from her seat, "Mas me to the back first."

After getting permission from Randu, Aya went into the back room, precisely the room located next to Bi Nori's room. 

Aya went in and threw her body on the bed. Staring at the ceiling of his room, he did not understand himself, the more his chest tightened when he was near Randu. 

I don't know what love is, but why can't I forget this feeling for mas Randu, the more tormented I get the day I am nearby, I want to go far away so I can forget it.

Aya woke up and sat on the edge of the bed, "It seems like I should leave here, not be selfish and think about my own interests, but I am not strong enough to hold this feeling alone. O God, if this is the best way, I beg your Ridho."

Aya's determination is already round, that's the path she chose in order to eliminate her love for Randu.  

Aya came out of her room, before meeting Randu who was still in the family room, Aya tidied her hair and cleaned her eyes that had glazed over. 

"Mas Randu!" call Aya from behind. 

Randu turned his head and looked at Aya who was smiling crisply. The joy of his face returned enigmatic. 

Randu patted the empty sofa, and invited Aya to sit beside him. 

Unlike earlier, Randu raised one leg and faced Aya. 

"Mas, I'm sorry. After the divorce papers from the court come out, I want to get out of here. I want to stop being Raisya's nanny" Aya said with trembling lips. 

Randu gawked, disbelieving the words of Aya who had just slid. His chest felt tight, so he had to supply oxygen to be able to breathe. 

"What do you mean? Is the payment I give you less? If that's the reason, I can love whatever you ask. Or the facilities in this house are not comfortable for you? Okay, I'll change it as you please. Or is Raisya too much of a hassle for you?" tanya Randu tiled tubi. 

Aya simply replied with one word, "No."

"Then what?" tanya Randu enthusiastically. He could not just accept Aya's decision without a clear reason. 

What am I supposed to say?

Aya bit her lower lip, her brain kept wandering around looking for the right reason for Randu to let go. His heart continued to settle between forward and backward, and he finally chose to go forward and continue his plan.

"Cici offered me a job in a factory, and I think it suits me well."

Randu pursed his lips, he was not a fool who just believed Aya's words. His face changed pias, and thought Aya was indeed playing tricks on his daughter's heart.

"That means you will leave Raisya forever."

Aya looked at Randu. He held back his tears that had accumulated in the pelupuk, in fact he did not have the heart to leave the boy, but his heart was too crumpled to survive with love that clapped one hand. 

"It's not forever, Mom. I just move places, if I have a holiday I can come here to see them. And I hope you get married so they don't get lonely anymore."

"Just the same, Ay. You've let Raisya down, he's already too fond of you, and now you're leaving him."

Then what's up with my heart that's never been reciprocated, have you ever thought of that, haven't you? Even you never cared for me, for my love and sacrifice, nor did I want to love someone who didn't love me, because it hurt so much, but the mystery came in the wrong place.

Again Aya smiled over her own suffering. 

He became as strong as steel and shed no tears. 

"Let me do the talking, Raisya will understand, really."

Randu threw the newspaper in his hand and got up from his seat and left Aya.

After Randu disappeared behind the room, Aya ran to Raisya's room, he went up to the bed and hugged the tiny bodies of the princesses Randu and Arum.  

Aya kisses Raisya's puffed cheeks. Finally, drop by drop her tears poured down her cheeks. 

"I'm sorry Mama Aya, son. Maybe our togetherness only got here, but mama promised, mama will see you often," he murmured.

A kiss landed on Raisya's forehead before Aya laid her body down. 

Just like Aya, Randu was lying on the sofa of her room, using both of her hands as pillows, her brain continuously tracing what was currently happening to Aya.