
”Ma, is Kamil really here?” Farhan came to see Alika.
”He left a few minutes ago, what are you looking for here?”
”Nothing, I just want to ask about Alea.” Farhan ended up being honest if he came here to find Alea his wife instead of Kamil. Returning from the office she was not seen in the apartment making her worry she was afraid that Alea would complain to her parents about the incident she did last night.
”Don't look for him here because he's never been here at all and again where would he want to come whereas he never considers mom, unless what he wants is fulfilled.”
”What does mama mean?”
Alika put her shoulders aside briefly then looked at Farhan her eldest son. ”You sure you don't know what he wants .. Have you forgotten it, have you eaten? If not let's have dinner with Malvin his son Kamil here.”
”So that kid is determined to go to Europe for honeymoon? Ck hard to believe just been chosen to be a leader has been a way to spend company money!” farhan.
”What do you mean Farhan, don't like to pit mama know you two don't get along but don't you see her spirit works even she's superior to you.”
”Mama is comparing myself to her right? Ma, I am I please don't you compare me to him it hurts so much!”
”Mama wouldn't compare yourself if you sided with mama, Farhan you know everything but why have you been silent all this time. Do you not appreciate the mother who has conceived and given birth to you!”
”Mama is really disappointed very disappointed in you Farhan. Honestly mama there is no courage to tell your sister because mama is worried she will come to hate you.”
Alika expressed her frustration at Farhan, an expression of sadness that she had been longing for. He is disappointed with the two men who conspire to keep his affair a secret, Hamid pulled Farhan to follow in his footsteps that's what he knew because after officially divorced from his wife Farhan often came to nightclubs looking for his own pleasure so who's wrong here. Surprisingly Hamid was the one who accused Kamil who likes to do dirty things, Kamil a good man that is the sentence that is always embedded in Alika's heart.
”Pardon Farhan for upsetting my mother but really Farhan did that because he did not want you two to fight and lead to separation, honestly Farhan salute with the courage of Kamil who was able to reveal everything.”
”Because your sister doesn't want you to get hurt, do you have the courage that she does?”
Farhan lowered his head in shame, on the other hand Malvin was listening to everything from behind the door the intention of wanting to take his phone left in the living room had to be restrained because he heard the adult's quarrel.
His chest rumbled let alone the shadow of his papa Daffa who had come begging him, asking for his help to refer back with Medina flashed across his face, his frustration culminated when he knew his father would marry his grandmother's choice again. Maybe what Alika's grandmother feels right now is almost the same as her.
After Farhan left, Malvin approached Alika who was crying. ”Patiently yes Nek, all will surely pass.” Malvin took Alika to sit on the sofa,
”Sorry yes here you just listen to everything, grandma so embarrassed,” said Alika.
”What grandma feels is almost the same as me, Malvin used to feel so disappointed in the people that Malvin loved.”
Malvin also told Alika everything about his past that made the middle-aged woman more affectionate to Malvin especially Medina because she was still able to survive until now.
***
Kamil and Medina arrived in Italy after a long and exhausting journey. ”We rest first yes,” take Kamil he brought Medina to Cinque Terre in Riviera, Italy. The sea view that is clearly displayed in front feels that it is pampering the eyes to make it feel at home to see it.
Kamil deliberately chose a place that was directly connected to the beach because he wanted to pamper Medina with the natural beauty that was here.
”MasyaAllah is beautiful yes,” praise Medina.
”You're his hobby must only be on vacation, the streets spend money.”
Kamil hugged Medina's waist from behind sipping on her scented body. ”You like?”
”Of course.”
”We can play there but later yes, I want to rest first, my body aches all first since just sitting on the plane,” Kamil complained.
”As far as you go I'll come,” Medina said.
”Really?” kamil said while teasing him. ”Akh, it turns out that having a wife is very fun yes, why not since I was married!” whispered Kamil later.
Medina smiled at Kamil's words, ”If you're married I don't think we might meet at this time.”
”You're right, lucky I turned down a lot of girls and got you, you are indeed the best.”
”Experience,” sneer Medina.
”No problem because in the end you are the one who has me.” The two also chuckled together.
Kamil prepared his own lunch to let Medina rest in his room he wanted to give her time before tonight would go all out. It took him twenty-five minutes to get everything ready, until the woman he thought had fallen asleep was in fact in the living room sitting watching television even though Medina herself did not understand what was being discussed on the show.
”Since when you were here, I thought you were sleeping.” Kamil put his lunch on the living room table.
”I'm very difficult to close my eyes, Malvin's curiosity how he is at home because only this time he I live far away like this.”
”You're too much, don't worry about him for sure he's fine with mom. Let's eat first, you must be hungry right?”
Kamil spent the afternoon alone with Medina on the balcony of her room to see the sunset which she rarely met.
”It's sure we'll just stay here?” ask Medina.
Kamil turned to Medina, ”Where do you want to take me?”
”I don't want to just keep quiet here, let's go out!”
”Tomorrow in the morning yes, I am still tired,” Kamil said. Both are silent.
Kamil turned Medina's body into a frenzy of her forehead slowly descending and met two beautiful eyes, every inch not spared from her kiss. The two looked at each other, there was no speech at all, silent. Both Kamil and Medina both roared in gasps. As if driven by a creature named lust, slowly but surely, the two are racing to erode distance. At two seconds, the two soft objects meet each other. Ah shit, the silence of this room further clarifies the sound of the echoing speed. Winding each other and demanding even deeper, both of them forget how to end this.
Cinque Terre on the Riviera, Italy