THE MARRIAGE ENDS IN WOUNDS.
Like Paddy Drying Waiting for Rainfall.

"You I'm taking" Marsel got up from his seat, then picked up Lita who was sleeping soundly.

"No need, sir" Diah refused not to be the attention of people, out there, surely people will assume that he is an Actor, already once he bears that name.

"Don't refuse! this is a thank you, because you have given a good story, for my daughter" without realizing Marsel praised Diah's story, but was clearly criticizing it all out.

"But Master" Diah was on the spot, apparently his boss liked the story. Ah.. If only the one who was mentioned was his son Syifa. Every time Diah remembers her son she is sad.

"Come" Marsel stopped his steps when Diah never followed him.

"Well sir" Diah threw the bag, then followed Marsel. Outside the room, seeing Marsel coming out with Diah, Siska's heart burned with jealous flames. During these three years, he hoped to get Marsel's heart, turned out to be in vain, so Marsel approached lowly employees like Diah.

"Non Lita, bobo Tuan" said the driver, opening the door.

"Yes Mang" said Marsel and got into the car. "Let's go up" he said when Diah was just staring at the door.

"Okay sir" Diah got into the car. They sat in the middle seat, Marsel put Lita to bed in her lap.

"Where's your address?" ask Marsel after the car.

"On the road xxx Tuan" said Diah, the two of them then Silence each other. Diah leaned against the seat closing her eyes. Diah didn't realize Marsel was looking at her. All that can not be separated from the attention of Mamang who saw from the rearview mirror.

It did not feel like the car had reached the road that Diah pointed out. " Diah's... Heh..." Marsel woke Diah. Apparently Diah slept too.

"Eh, I'm sir, sorry.I overslept" said Diah as she opened her eyes, she was embarrassed not to sleep, anything else to drool.

"Where is the path you are pointing to, which house?" Marsel looked out of the car.

Diah looked at the side of the road. "Front a little sir, there is an alley, I go down on the side of the highway" said Diah.

"I got off in front of ya" Diah told the driver.

"Good Ma'am" the driver stopped. "Take a left, Mang, deliver it to the house" said Marsel. Diah wanted to refuse but the mamang had turned left towards the alley, about two hundred meters to the destination.

"It's up to Mang" said Diah. "Thank you, sir, for delivering me to my contract,"

"You're a house contract?" search Marsel.

"Rubber, sir, contract the three plots that I am the most outspoken" Diah said as he set foot into the conblock.

"Thank you, sir." he said, glorifying before closing the door, and only assented by mamang. Diah stared at her boss' car, which was turning back and forth, until it was invisible.

Diah walked home thinking, what he went through today, a valuable lesson.Yakni told a story that he had never done so far.

The second, he entered the room, the number one man he worked for, and the third, he was driven home by him.

"Assynoltom..."

"Girishal"

Arriving at the rented terrace, Diah was surprised again by a greeting by a woman younger than his mother, sitting on the rented terrace fence.

"Diah... You just got home from work, son?" the woman asked softly, then moved from her seat to Diah who was still dumb. The woman who came with Efendi, while in the hospital.

"Yes, yes." replied Diah stammering and shaking hands.

"Mrs alone?" tanya Diah circulated a look looking for her papi figure. But nothing, there was a sense of disappointment in his heart.

"I'm the same driver, son, he's waiting in the car" explained Mami Desty.

"Oh" said Diah and opened the door. "Lake Nyonga" he said.

"You live alone here, son?" mami went inside and then looked at the entire contents of the contract.

"Yes Madam, please sit down" Diah rolled out a mat. Then to the kitchen make a warm tea for his guests.

"Diminum Mistress" Diah put a drink in front of Desty's mom and herself.

"Sorry Madam, what is the need, Madam came here?" Diah surprising daydreams Desty.

"Look son, my arrival here represents your Papi. Papi you're innocent, and you told Mami about it five years ago when you wanted to marry me." said Mami Desty.

"Why didn't he come here himself, ma'am?" Diah honestly wanted to hug her biological father, but why did her cowardly father not want to try to persuade her.

When he invited him to the village, he did not send people himself, and now his wife was told to go forward.

"Actually... Papi you'd love to come here, son. But your rejection at that time made her afraid to face you"

Diah was silent while twirling the tray on the mat.

"But you are silent, it does not mean that you do not care, every day before you go to work, he follows you from afar, making sure that you are well,"

"For example, like this morning when you ride the motorcycle to go to work, he also follows you to make sure that you are safe until the destination" said Mami Desty at length.

Diah raised her head to look at Mami. There was no lie in his eyes.

"Mami please son, meet buyu." lirih mami.

"Okay Madam" Diah relented.

"Now you get ready, son" said mami want to invite him and now.

Diah just nodded, then took an ashar prayer bath. Replacing her decent clothes, then returning to the front looked mami Desty was sipping tea.

"Have Son? we're going straight away"

"Have the tea, Madam" Diah also finished her tea before putting an empty glass into the kitchen.

"Don't call me Lady Nak, just call me Mami" she said after Diah locked the door, about to leave.

"Good, Mi"

The car to the residence of the lord of Efendi, Diah was no longer stiff talking to his stepmother. He was a good man, all the way they talked.

Not felt, the car arrived at a luxurious house. However, Diah seemed ordinary. The present Diah, not the former Diah, who glares at treasure.

Checklots.

"Fire... Mami brought who this was," she smiled as she held Diah's shoulder to surprise Efendi, who was sitting behind her.

"Diah... You came, son?" mr. Efendi turned back to know who came and stood face to face with his daughter.

Mami immediately walked away giving room for the father and the child.

"Diah.." papi was stunned to hug his daughter but was afraid of unrequited, his throat was choked, no matter what word would be said.

Meanwhile, Diah, looking fixed on the face of his kandun father who had longed for.

The father and son looked at each other for a few minutes. The blood of the two flowed as if it was connected, and it boomed in the hearts of the two.

"Papiiii." said it was like river water that irrigates rice fields, after a long time of drying up, the rice field awaits rainfall.

"Diah.pardon Papi Nak" the two hugged, crying blue.

Diah took off the hug. "The one who should be apologizing to Pi, I've become an ungodly child." He was crying a lot.

"Yes, son, we fix everything" concluded papi.

Mami, who was hiding behind a display cabinet, was just crying.

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