The Imperfect Story
Chapter 14

"Seven years ago, before we adopted Zayn." said Ishmael as calmly as possible.

For seven years I was fooled by him, and the least I thought was my best friend who knew this and covered it up with me. Really, this is the worst thing in my life.

Is believing in them stupid? If that's the case, I'll choose to continue to be suspicious even if I consider you a brother once.

Zaskia stopped her car in a city park after a long drive around without knowing the direction. Now he sits on a garden chair close to a pole decorated with yellow lights.

The night air cooled until it felt like it had penetrated the skin while Kia was sitting pensive, there were some things she remembered about a few years ago.

It is only fitting that in a month, Ismail would stay at home for once a week. While the rest he will spend on the grounds of service outside the city or sleep in the office because of a lot of work.

Kia chuckled softly, "Stupidly, I never suspected her in the least. Yes, Love does blind everything" he said laughing at himself. His home life was a joke.

Zaskia raised her palm up, and stared at an object that was coiled on her ring finger. The ring that Ishmael used to hold when Ijab was born a few years ago. Kia removed it from her beautiful spring finger, then threw it into the pool of water that was not far from her seat.

"It is time for me to be sincere, I will never deserve to live with him. Besides not being able to give offspring, I also never even respected him. I let him go, O Allah." he murmured softly as he looked up at the expanse of the beautiful sky.

A day full of disappointment was felt. But Zaskia still did not expect that this incident would happen again, and unfortunately why should be with the same person? He who refused once left now.

Zaskia returned home after feeling physically weakened. He entered the house with a shaky step. Walk the stairs with a limp.

His steps suddenly came to a halt when he saw his son's still brightly lit room, which was a sign that Zayn had not fallen asleep tonight. Zaskia also stepped foot to enter the room full of Spider Man images on each wall.

He stood first on the edge of the door frame, at the sight of the boy whom he had considered to be his own biological son. He heard the sound of Zayn sobbing in the blanket he was using. Zayn called Zaskia once, "Mama, Zayn is afraid that you will leave me. Can you not get divorced?" zayn asked in his tears and sounded directly in Zaskia's ears.

Zaskia immediately approached Zayn and sat on the edge of the single-sized bed. It was not a blanket that covered the tiny body of the man and rubbed gently on Zayn's cheeks that were wet with tears.

"Darling, why are you crying?" kia asked as she lifted Zayn's body into her arms.

"Is it true, Mama and Papa are getting divorced? I don't want to, Ma. I love you so much. "ultimately after all this time Zayn was able to ask Zaskia directly.

"I'm sorry Mama, yeah, honey. My mom doesn't know what to answer. But you don't worry, Mama will always be there for Zayn, no matter what happens later, because I love You so much, Son!" sahut Kia with the head of Zayn.

Zayn only responded by nodding, he hugged Zaskia's body tightly in fear of losing the figure of a mother.

"Don't cry anymore, yeah. Tonight Mama will accompany Zayn to sleep. We haven't slept together in a long time? Later Mama will sing until Zayn sleeps well." persuade Kia so that her son does not dissolve in sadness.

"Really's? Asik! Yeah, let's get Mama to brush her teeth there. Zayn can't wait to sleep in my arms." Zayn was excited again, and Zaskia pushed her body to the bathroom to wash her face, hands and feet and brush her teeth.

After finishing the ritual before going to bed, the two of them climbed into bed together. Zayn hugged Zaskia tightly, while Zaskia patted Zayn on the back while starting to sing a song. Her sweet voice echoed throughout the corner of the room.

Sinks, my soul in wishful thinking..

Lost, lost, and not knowing the direction..

I'm stuck in a dark past..

I see no more the light of love..

And you are here try to bring happiness..

When I was still numb..

Because ...

He was the first to make me love..

He was also the first to disappoint me..

You are the first to heal the wound..

I don't want to repeat the mistake of love..

Sinks, my soul in wishful thinking..

I see no more the light of love..

And you are here try to bring happiness..

When I was still numb..

Because ...

He was the first to make me love..

He was also the first to disappoint me..

You are the first to heal the wound..

I don't want to repeat the mistake of love..

So the perfect story, then,

Lord, assure this love,

Hearts locked, re-open ...

Unfeeling, Zaskia's tears came back. Really, too washed up in the lyrics of the song he performed, inviting a lot of puddles in his eyes. While wiping his cheeks, he saw Zayn who was residing in an embrace, his breath that sounded regular signifies that Zayn had entered dreamland.

Kia stared at the photo in a neatly arranged frame on Zayn's study table, Zayn's darling of both parents. Because in the past, Zayn himself asked for their photos to be displayed also in his room.

"How should I explain it to you, son. If you know a man you love turns out to have a wife other than Mama?" mumbling Kia in the heart.

***

In an apartment, two men were discussing important matters with tense faces. Coffee that usually tastes delicious in the mouth, now feels increasingly bitter for them.

"What if it's like this, I'm dizzy, Kim." said Ismail massaging his temple.

"Yes, I don't know what to do, other than continue the divorce!" tell the Judge lightly.

"But the thing is, he already knows that I'm cheating on him! You know what I'm worried about?" Ismail's upset.

"Continue?"

"I'm afraid of failure, for sure he will look for this evidence to bring to justice! Why do I have to explain this to you 'soh!" grouse Ismail.

"Quiet, Bro. Spend your coffee first, go cold later." said the judge pushed the cup containing Ismail's coffee.

"You think I have a taste for having fun with the coffee you serve!"

"Come on, Bro. Remember, we have a lot of plans. If plan A fails, there are still B, C and so on. I will not be appointed as a lawyer if my mind is narrow." said the Judge reassured

"Okay, I believe this time. I hope I'm not wrong to make you my lawyer!" Ishmael went and left the Judge upset.