The Imperfect Story
Chapter 47

It was late Vita had just set foot on the porch of her house. He was greeted by Ismail who was sitting casually on the terrace while sipping a glass of coffee in his hand with a cold gaze.

"Where did you come home at this hour?" asked Ismail by looking closely at the wife's eyes.

Not answering, Vita was even quietly bowed with a heartbeat. Somehow seeing Ismail at this time felt the air around him was very gripping.

"Why are you quiet? I'm waiting for you from work and you just got home at this hour, isn't there something you're doing behind my back?" ask Ismail again with a tone that impressed firmly in the ear .

Vita fell silent, looking for a reasonable reason to trick Ismail. Not to be honest, Vita knew exactly that Ismail would not like it if he met Reyhan alone.

"I-" Vita was silent for a moment and thought back.

"I want to take a walk to get rid of fatigue. Can't I find my own freedom?" she said she was sniffing and left her husband in a state of annoyance.

Ismail also sighed, while sipping coffee that felt bland because his mind began to drift somewhere. His heart felt something covered up by his own wife.

"This is not your usual self. Are you cheating behind my back? Ah, it's impossible! Vita wouldn't be cheating, she's not that kind of person." Ishmael began to argue between his own heart and mind.

"Ah come on, mending me a break. Maybe my mind went haywire from exhaustion." Ismail also brought a cup and a small plate containing snacks that he used to the kitchen and rushed up to the room to rest his dirty heart and mind.

***

It has been half an hour Rey sat pensively in a Cafe, thinking about how much more to persuade Vita to take the path of peace as requested by Kia.

The drink that was ordered four times was now gone. Rey intends to order back, when he raises his hand, at see Vita entered the Cafe as well.

"Hi," Vita said with a smile, while Rey simply nodded without giving any expression.

"What's up here?" ask Rey flatly.

"I happened to pass by, and see you here." he said as he picked up the menu book.

"Do you want to order?" ask the woman.

"No. I'm already full. Look, I've ordered four glasses" Rey said, revealing the empty glass.

"Oh." said Vita just round her lips.

"With us meeting, I want to persuade you once again" Rey said, not wanting to waste the opportunity.

"I told you no, if I wasn't going to give up my son!" reject Vita firmly.

"Or can we talk about it for a while with Kia?" ask him to Vita while calling Kia.

"I refused, Rey." along with that, the call was connected.

"Yes, Hello, Rey? What's up?" ask Kia across there. Vita also sighed, destiny is always bringing something that is not wanted.

"I'm with Vita now" Rey said.

"The "Vita? Let me talk to him." Pinta Kia.

"Please talk, Kia. Your voice sounded because I turned on the loudspeaker."

"Vita, I just want to have a good talk with you."

"What's that?" ask Vita lazily.

"Listen, I'm tired because things aren't clear about our current relationship. I just wanted to ask, why are you married to Ishmael, when you said you didn't love him at all?"

Vita only sighed, reluctant to answer the question that was trying to corner her.

"Why of the many men, should Ishmael be the one you choose? What's Rey's been missing all this time with you?"

"Should I answer your question?"

"Yes, I just want to know the answer, Vita."

"What if I answer because this is destiny?" ask Vita.

"I'm sorry before, honestly it wasn't my intention to take Ishmael from you. But the circumstances are forcing." said Vita.

"Oh, huh? Seven years of marriage you said the circumstances were forcing? It's not forced, but enjoying the situation, Vita." ledk Kia while laughing.

"Please laugh, Kia. I won't be disappointed, but I'm asking for help, let Zayn go. let me make amends all this time to Zayn." he asked.

"I have no intention of taking it from you. That's why since Zayn was a kid, I've been trying to help you in the company and even the little things in your house. Because I wish I could see Zayn grow. It's just-" Vita's explanation stopped just like that.

"What is it, Vita?"

"Only, if you refuse to divorce Ismail, Zayn will remain yours, that's why I insist that Zayn should not fall into your hands." he explained senselessly.

"To defend my rights as Zayn's birth mother, I was forced to do cruel things to you" said Vita making Kia laugh bitterly.

"Listen, Vita. Whatever the reason, Zayn I'll still take it!" cetusya while turning off the call.

***

Zayn went down the stairs, his stomach was very hungry this afternoon. The boy went to the kitchen, hoping for food.

Zayn opened the food hood on the table, there was no food there. Opening the refrigerator is not available there.

"Zayn lives in a big house but there is no food. Had Asih been here, Zayn would not have been as hungry as he is now." - Zayn complained as he closed the two-door refrigerator door.

Before actually coming out of the kitchen, Zayn saw a cup of pudding next to the stove table. Zayn happily picked it up and started eating it.

"Alhamdulillah" he said softly while throwing the container of the former pudding.

"Jeez, my pudding!" wati's voice came back blaring all over the kitchen. Zayn was shocked, his body was sculpted. Even his shadow was reluctant to turn around to see the figure of the Evil Grandmother.

"Who told you to touch my pudding, huh?" bluff until Zayn's body took a few steps back.

"How dare you steal my food! I told you not to touch my things once, are you deaf, huh!" wati snapped again while gripping firmly on Zayn's cheek until the boy complained in pain and began to cry.

"You should just follow your stepmom! It's not even here to bother me!" Wati pushed Zayn's body fortunately the boy did not fall.

"Go from this house! I don't want to see you anymore! Go!" push Zayn out of the kitchen. Zayn who was terrified also ran out of the house without knowing the direction and purpose, while being able to get away from the house.

Seeing the whereabouts of Zayn who was no longer visible, Wati smiled and laughed with satisfaction.

"It turns out that it's as easy as this to drive away a child" he said with a grin.

Wati also rubbed the screen of her mobile phone, contacting Judge to launch the action.

"Judge, I've driven the boy away. The mood is calm now. I hope your next plan can be executed." Without waiting for an answer, Wati immediately closed the call.

While across the street, the judge knocked his head on the table, "What have you done, Old Bangka!" said furious.

Zayn ran aimlessly while crying, the people around him just looking and reluctant to ask let alone help. Zayn is like a chick that lost its mother.

"Mama!" he shouted because he felt that there was no one he knew.

"Mama!" once again she screams, hoping for a miracle to bring herself together with Zaskia, the mother who took care of her from the baby.

Until several times screaming and no answer, Zayn decided to stop shouting because all his energy was drained, his stomach was getting hungry. Now Zayn chose to sit on the side of the road. Looking at the two and four wheeled vehicles passing by.

His hungry stomach made him lose his mind when he saw a food stall that threw out some side dishes in plastic.

Zayn also scooped up the rubbish. The boy also sorted out the chicken meat that could still be eaten and which was not worth it.

After getting a few pieces, Zayn tried to turn on the water tap to wash some pieces of fried chicken.

From a distance, there was a woman watching him. The woman felt very familiar with the figure of the boy she had noticed since. Soon the woman approached him to ascertain the puzzle of his brain.

"Astaghfirullahal'adhim, Zayn!"