The Doctor's Second Wife
The Pinangan Bu Nadira.

At 19.00 Wita, when I arrived in front of a modern-style house, on the left side of the house there was a gazebo and fish pond, some ornamental plants flourished beside the gazebo, there is aglonema, and there are several ornamental plants, rat and night-blooming flowers. On the right side of the garage there are three cars parked there.

I still haven't come down, I saw my son Ziko sitting in the passenger seat playing his finger in the window of the car. Tonight, I kept my promise to have dinner at Nadira's house, although I initially refused her invitation but in the end I did, too, after repeatedly calling and sending me a message, "Just be present, it is not good to refuse the windfall" Tiya said as I asked her opinion.

"Mom, have you arrived?" asked Ziko whose eyes were now looking at me.

"Dear baby.ayo come with mom" I went down and opened the passenger door, I grabbed my son's tiny fingers, Ziko smiled showing dimples on both ends of her lips.

"Whose mother's house is this?" tanyanya.

"oh, this is a friend's house mother. "I replied as I walked along with her to enter Nadira's home page.

"Well, there's a fish pond," Ziko exclaimed cheerfully as she looked at the sizable fish pond.

tok.tok.tok.kuk big black door in front of me repeatedly but, there has been no word from the inside.

"mother.it's a bell," Ziko chirped at the bell beside the door.

"oh.iya yeah.. " I smiled realizing my stupidity.It seems like I really wasn't focused tonight, right, maybe because this is my first time attending a private dinner invitation like this, I usually attend a rame-rame event with friends or family.

I hit that bell once, though,

The big door was open, we were greeted by a friendly smiling beaked woman.

"Bu Akira yah?" askinya.

"Yes, I'm Akira" I replied.

"Please enter Akira ma'am, the father and mistress are waiting inside" he asked politely.

I set my feet to follow the beakbaya woman, my hands could not be separated holding Ziko's fingers that seemed amazed by the modern home decor, inversely proportional to our simple house.

"Good night Akira," said Nadira when we arrived at the dining room, there was already a doctor Damar, a girl who was about 17 years old, and a young man around 19 years old, they must be Nadira's son and daughter.

"Please sit down" Nadira pulled up the chair beside her, Ziko and I sat down slowly, the doctor and 2 others just kept quiet, not staring let alone greeting us, I also choose to ignore me to improve my son Ziko's sitting position which also seems a little uncomfortable.

"Well, this must be your son Akira" asked Nadira's mother.

"Yes ma'am, this is my son Ziko" I replied flatly .

"Come please eat.later hunt down the cold food" continued Miss Nadira again.

We ate quietly, I only ate vegetable capcai with a little rice and fried shrimp flour while Ziko chose chicken fried soy sauce and nugget cow without rice. He did not like to eat rice too much, Ziko prefers to eat potatoes or bread, either downhill from whom when in our family all Indonesian natives who love Rice as a staple Foodstuff, but it's not important my son is healthy and happy.

Amar is the eldest son of Nadira's mother and doctor Damar, is studying semester 4 at a State university in the city of M , M , while Sarah is the youngest daughter they also studied in City M but different majors with Amar, they both undergo online college, so for a while they are more settled here , Amar and Sarah are friendly children even though they had looked so quiet but it turns out they are both very supple and chatty, Ziko even looks very familiar and comfortable with both.

"Please taste Akira, this cake is delicious, Father's favorite" explained Miss Nadira, her hands swiftly thrust a plate of cake at me.

"yes, Makasih ma'am." I grabbed the plate, and scooped the cake a little, "too sweet" my heart as my tongue touched the chocolate-colored cake doused with lumeran java sugar.

"Enak right? that's my favorite cake." explained Nadira again, now she glanced at her husband who sat quietly not responding," at ease the doctor Damar did not talk, from earlier he just ate, but he just ate, just drink and breathe, not communicate at all, maybe he's just as stupid" I muttered in my heart, smiling at the face of the magician Limbad who never spoke.

"iya ma'am "my answer felt a little strange, Nadira's mother explained about her husband's favorite cake to me twice.

After the stale talk about favorite cakes, no sound between us, Doctor Damar seemed indifferent with a slightly tense face, he said, madam Nadira who was engrossed in looking at me as if probing and me who was sitting restless because I was uncomfortable with this tense situation.

"Hm.. Akira, how many years have you lived with Ziko?" tanya ma Nadira broke the silence between us.

"More than 4 years old ma'am" I replied briefly.

"You have no intention of getting married again?" asked Nadira again, I was surprised by the question that was quite privacy in my opinion.

"Not mind mom, still focus on taking care of Ziko first," I explained a little clumsy.

"Hm.. Look Akira, I actually want to ask for your help" said Miss Nadira slowly, her eyes glanced briefly at her husband.

"What help ma'am?" I was curious, if I could and could I would definitely help him, there was no harm in facilitating the affairs of others, I thought.

"Mother wants you to be a wife for her husband, doctor Damar" Madam Nadira said firmly without saying stale, she even looks very confident in her words.

I turned my head, my eyes like they would be dislodged, staring at the doctor Damar and Miss Nadira alternately, ah.pasang husband and wife in front of me must be crazy, or do not - do not I was being bullied, it could be that Madam Nadira asked me to be her husband's wife in front of her husband's eyes, really ridiculous.

"Sorry ma'am, if you intend to prank me, this is really not funny at all" I said firmly, I saw the doctor Damar grabbed his wife's hand, clasped his fingers tightly.

"It's not so Akira.i.m seriously, I want you to be my husband's wife, "This time Madam Nadira has broken tears, the crystal clear melted on her cheeks.

I looked into Nadira's eyes, the manic was seen to hold a deep sadness, his shoulders were shaken with sobs, his hands even shook, the doctor Damar repeatedly rubbed his wife's cheeks with a tissue.

"i.mom seriously?" now I lowered my voice, the sadness that emanated from the two people in front of me made my heart soften.

"Yes, I'm serious Akira.. You want to, right?" Scroll doctor Damar for a moment our eyes met, the bead was as dark as the bead of Nadira's mother, storing deep sadness .

I was still silent, unable to say - words, there were many things I wanted to ask but my tongue was muddled, I saw that Nadira was still sobbing in her husband's arms, doctor Damar's ash shirt has even been wet by the tears of Nadira's mother who continues to flow.