That Barbarian girl is my wife
Cindy's Story

Ditya sits down on the terrace seat. She felt so shocked after hearing Fani's words that Cindy was carrying.

"So, Aunt is Cyra's real mama?!"

Cindy nodded.

"But, as far as I know Cyra's mother was ..., sorry, died of drowning a few years ago. That's what Cyra told me back then."

Ditya as if she still does not believe what Fani said just now.

"Indeed right! I drowned in the sea when Cyra was 15 years old. But I survived despite the terrible conditions. No one wants to help me who looks as disheveled as a madman. Until I felt really crazy so frustrated with the state of myself at that time. For some reason, I like to scream and talk to myself. Although in my little heart I always denied that I was crazy. for days I was hanging on the streets without compassion, until finally the raid officers of GEPENG and ODGJ arrested me and took him to the shelter. I am getting stressed out about having to live with these people. I often daydream, sometimes yell and cry. Not because I'm crazy, right! Because I find it hard to convince a raid officer if I'm not crazy. However, they still thought I was crazy and treated me the same as those who were completely crazy. Until I finally managed to escape the shelter and meet the punk kids."

For a moment, Cindy laughed at the times when she was found by punk kids and taken to the House of Heaven.

"The punks treated me much better and more humanely than the shelter officers despite their scary look. In the House of Heaven, they took care of me painstakingly. In fact, they brought in a doctor to check on me. I always remember what I did. But I also couldn't help myself when the stress started coming. I finally let it out by shouting and crying. Sometimes daydreaming all day."

Cindy stopped the story with a slight sigh.

He took the glass that Fani had thrust at him and downed it to the toilet.

"Until one day I saw my daughter coming to the House of Heaven. But I was afraid to approach him. I'm afraid he won't accept my crazy state. Or am I crazy??! Hihi ... !"

Cindy sniggers to herself.

"My daughter starts trying to get close to me every time she comes there. It's just that I'm trying to avoid. I was afraid that my daughter would be ashamed to have a mother in such a terrible condition. He also had time to show family photos when we vacation to the beach first, photos taken shortly before I was dragged by the waves and drowned. At that time I immediately shouted hysterically because I hated the incident. Because it was that incident that made me labeled as a madman that I really felt crazy."

"Mom, the story is quite up here first, yes! Tomorrow continues again. Now you should just rest in the room," persuaded Fani when the tone of the story Cindy was fiery and her eyes began to turn red.

Fani is afraid that Cindy will return to stress if she remembers everything she experienced so far.

"It's okay! I'm fine, Fani!"

"But, Mom,"

"It's okay!" keukeuh Cindy's.

"I'm just relieved to tell it now. Although he's new to me, but I feel he's a good person."

Cindy pointed at Ditya who was sitting opposite her.

"It turns out my daughter really loves me. All the efforts he made to get me well soon. Thanks to his persistence and Zizi, his friend, I feel optimistic to recover. Finally I was quiet when the doctors checked me out until I was allowed to go home."

"How long have you been living here?!" tanya Ditya who had been silent listening.

"It's been a week!"

"One week??" ask Ditya surprised.

'It's been a week but Cyra hasn't told me anything. Boro-boro story about her mother from the beginning?!' he murmured in the heart.

"Yes! At first I also wondered why he actually invited Mom to stay here and not take me home to a big house. But, Cyra said wait for the right moment. So, while we're staying here."

Cindy looked disappointed when she said that.

"Eh, by the way, who are you? Why is it like you're shocked to find out we're here? Or ... You must be the owner of this contract, huh?! He said he contracted a house from a friend. You're Cyra's friend, right?!" cecar Cindy while scanning Ditya's body.

"E, that, yes!"

Ditya had to lie.

At least until Cyra wants to tell the truth why she hid their relationship with her mother.

"Then, why are you carrying such a big backpack? Where have you been all this time?"

"I work in Semarang, Mom! Just two months. And now come home here. Sorry, if it surprised you earlier. I thought Cyra was living alone, so I could come back here and occupy the other room without telling her first."

The three people who were sitting on the terrace seemed busy with their own thoughts.

Only Fani whose hands are busy typing letters on the screen of his phone and send it to someone accompanied by several audio messages.

Apparently Fani secretly recorded every word Cindy told Ditya.

Fani was actually surprised by the attitude of her mother Cyra.

She had only met a stranger for the first time, but she had easily and smoothly told him about the life she had been living for the past three years. In fact, so far almost everyone who was appointed to persuade him to want the story always failed. In fact, on Cyra who incidentally his own son was very difficult to open.

The third daydream was interrupted by the arrival of a car that stopped in the yard of the house and looked two girls in gray white uniforms who came down from the car.

Cyra enters the terrace with a big smile, leaving Zizi who is picking up something in the back car.

"Yamaa!!"

Cyra immediately hugged the mother with affection.

"Kok, Mama's here, anyway?! Not that you have to rest in the room."

"Hm!"

Cindy smiled knot.

"It was going for a walk, but it didn't because there was a ..."

Fani pointed at the person behind Cyra.

Both are not aware of Ditya sitting leaning on a chair attached to the porch pole.

From the direction of the yard is not visible, because it is blocked by poles.

"Just come home, Ra?!"

The deg!

Cyra felt like she recognized the voice that had just greeted her.

Could it??

Slowly, Cyra turned her body to look towards the source of the sound.

His eyes were immediately fully rounded once he saw the figure in front of him now.

"You-you?! Uh, K-kak Ditya?!" point at him with a slightly gaping mouth so surprised.

"Yes! Why, shocked?!" ditya replied trying to relax.

In fact, in his chest was rumbling. There is a sense of annoyance, anger, disappointment and longing to be one that is mountainous and ready to explode, but trying to hold it as hard as possible.

"When did? How come, no word?!"

Cyra tried to relax even though she also felt almost the same way. The difference is, he felt afraid of the outburst of anger because he had been lying to him all along.

"Two hours ago, enough to hear your mother's story."

"Sorry, I didn't tell you about this. But, I can explain, really!" cyra lirih.

"Oh, no!!" the new Zizi murmur came with a bag of crackles.

In fact, the bag fell to the floor so shocked that the girl saw Ditya's presence.

"Hopefully no great explosion occurred" he murmured again.