The Former Cassanova
Go away
Ririn glanced at her big bag. One side of the heart told him to leave, while the other side of the heart told him to hold on.
It should be the good times of her wedding. Like honey, it is sweet. Like a flower, it's blooming. Like a kid, he's funny. But what happens is like this.
O Allah. Can I just leave here for a minute. Just to find out how much he feels sorry for me. How much he needs me.
But where are you going? If you go back to Serang, Abah and Mami will ask why they went home alone. Is it back to Subang? But later Aki and Nini will also definitely ask. I don't want to make a burden on my family's mind.
If it stays here, Bang Deka will not change. He's always closed. Can't open up a problem with me, his wife. Why don't I find out for myself.
Ririn was reminded of Deka's remark about the laboratory results letter. He seemed to get a whisper to find information about Deka that might be found in this house. He moved to the nightstand drawer, closet drawer and other places. However, there was no clue he found.
Then it comes to mind to look into the Deka workspace. Ririn moved to her husband's office. Rarely done, except to clean it up. He went inside and sat down on the desk chair. His view is mashed on a photo in a small frame located on the table.
Ririn's smile expanded, her hand reaching for the picture frame. A photo of him with Deka. One of their prewedding photos with the background of Anyer beach.
Ririn looked at the photo. This is what confused him. His heart felt loved and ignored. After a while looking at the photo, he put the frame back into place.
Ririn returned to her destination coming to the Deka workspace. It ransacked every drawer. However, all he found was Deka's work files that he himself did not understand.
Ririn's search turned to a bookcase in the corner of the room. It's rummaging through the drawer of the bookshelf. No clue found anything.
After searching the drawer of the bookshelf, Ririn's gaze shifted to the row of books that Deka had collected. Apparently her husband was besides tajir twisting takiwir kiwir, handsome charming charming, not panuan, not ringing and not scabbing, also a hobby of reading.
Ririn published one book after another, most of which were about business, business strategy, and other books that he found uninteresting. If there's a novel, I want to read it. He murmured in his heart. Then his eyes found a great photo album.
Ririn opened the photo album with the black cover. There are photos of Deka there. Most of them are high school photos. He stepped onto the sofa and took a sitting position on it so that he could focus more on seeing the photos in the album.
“Bang Deka from the past was also handsome, but more handsome now anyway,” he said when looking at photos of Deka wearing a gray uniform.
He smiled looking at a picture of Deka with a thin man with his hair cut in the middle. “This is like Fery. Check out very first the Fery.” He chuckles amusedly at the making.
Then he opened the next page. There's a picture of little Deka with a pretty blonde girl, Bella. Oh, they've been so close. Ririn said in her heart.
There was one photo that caught his attention, a photo of a beautiful girl whose face was crossed with a red marker. I HATE YOU'S. A sentence written on the photo.
Whose picture is this? Why does Bang Deka hate him? Ask Ririn's heart.
Next he finds a photo of Deka with some beautiful girls who are likely Deka's ex-girlfriends. That was Ririn's guess.
Looking at the photo of Deka with the girls, making Ririn's chest tight so she closed the album. Then, stand up and put the album back in its place.
Not getting any leads in her husband's study, Ririn exited the room and closed the door. Then he went downstairs to the kitchen. He had just stood in front of the sink, about to wash dishes and used breakfast glasses when Bi Isah called out to him.
“Bu, no! Let me just!” serang Bi Isah's.
“Gak my papa aja. I also have no work,” said Ririn.
“I am, Bu.”
“Ga. Aunty finish groceries from the market earlier aja.”
“Bu, if the cutlery Mr. separated, stored on the shelf that it, said Mr.” said Bi Isah after Ririn washed the tableware.
“Which record?” ririn asked because she had not noticed Bi Isah.
“That rack, Bu.” Bi Isah pointed at a small shelf. “Sini let me just put on the shelf.”
“Kata Father, eating and drinking utensils Mr. can not be made with each other, must be separated. Including Mother also can not use cutlery and drink have Mr.”
Ririn was stunned to hear Bi Isah's reply. He remembered the incident this morning, when Deka took his drink.
Does Bang Deka have a disease? Bang Deka sick what, how can eating and drinking tools not be together? Is Bang Deka sick with TB? But Bang Deka doesn't look like a person with TB.
As Ririn was wondering in her heart, another Sanah-ART came over.
“Bu, I want to tell you. When I cleaned the room, my mother's mobile phone rang,” reported Sanah in her trademark style, speaking good and correct with raw words.
“Oh, yes. Thanks, Well.”
Ririn gushed by, moving towards the room. Arriving at the room, he grabbed his phone. There have been three missed calls from Mimin – his twin brother as well as sister-in-law. He made a counter-call to Mimin.
“Assalamualaikum.” Mimin's voice is on the other end of the phone.
“Waalaikum greetings. Min, sorry I was in the kitchen again. You why? Is it okay ‘kan? Have you given birth?” ririn asked worriedly. Because Mimin is now 9 months pregnant, waiting for the moment of giving birth.
“I ga why-why. Not yet.. have not given birth. I just got to Mama's house. Here dong, Rin ... let me have his friend.”
“You went there with Dewa and Syad too?”
“Iya, dong. Time to Jakarta itself again pregnant big like this. Don't you dare to.”
“Hehehe .. yes too. Yes, I went there. I'm also saturated here alone.”
“But who are you here with?”
“Sama driver if you don't take a taxi."
“Oh, okay. I wait ya.”
“OK."
"Yes, Rin. Assalamualaikum.”
“Waalaikum greetings.”
After receiving a phone call from Mimin, Ririn immediately prepared and left for her in-laws' house.
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