
Though hesitant, Bian mustered all his courage to reveal the truth. Whatever it is, he must accept it. Although disappointment can not he elak, but true said Ari. His wife, the mother of his children. It would be impossible for Dira to sacrifice her family just for the sake of someone else. With all his heart Bian stepped and approached the wife who was standing near the window of his room. Looking far ahead. For a few days, the communication between the two is not good. Today, Bian will end it all. 15 years together without ever having them say hello for more than half a day. Usually, the two will give up on each other. And yes, everything will be good again.
"Honey." said Bian as the opening sentence.
Dira should have smiled if she heard the call was addressed to her. But I don't know why the call is like a curse to Dira. It hurts, it hurts so much. This man beside her had accompanied her for dozens of years but it was precisely this man who had lied to her. The reality he had just learned was more painful than any loss he had ever felt.
"I want. "not done yet Bian spoke to Dira's eyes hinting at how disappointed he was.
"Naura's.... " Continue Bian who was immediately cut by Dira
"Naura Gunawan, 19 years old, 4th semester student at a private university that also belongs to the Caraka family. Even he can teach eskul basketball at the Caraka family school also on the recommendation of Mr.*A*kbar Fabian Caraka who is none other than the owner of the Caraka Group" said Dira filled with emotions.
"He's.... "
"He is the grandson of the owner of Gunawan Group who became a rival of Caraka Group" said Dira still with passionate emotions, even the clear liquid has been piled up in his beautiful eyes.
"You know where it came from?"
There was no response from Dira. Dira just took something in the drawer and gave it to Bian. A red map containing the profile of the girl he met a few days ago. Gunawan Naura. Dira investigated it herself. Dira thought Dira would get the result he wanted. But in reality, Dira got a very painful result for him.
"What do you know of Naura Gunawan?" bian lirih.
"Don't you have an explanation for this Pa?"
"Do you know that he...."
"He's Mr. Gunawan's biological grandson. And he had only one child, that crazy woman. The age of the child is 19 years. You're behind all this. You have something to do with this Pa. Is he your son with.... "
"Not that I told you not to think outside your control. Is that how narrow your mind is about me? Didn't I tell you everything first, how I got into a relationship with that woman. I could have sworn my descendants were those from your womb. You are the only mother who gave birth to my offspring. Do you really not know me? has 15 years together not been enough for you to know how I am? I think today we can talk about this matter well. It turns out no, not even any truth would be of any use" Bian said to his disappointment.
Bian had already tried his hardest to uncover who Naura was. But it turns out that the sentence that actually came out of his wife's lips was so painful. I feel hurt by something that doesn't know the truth. Disappointed in the misunderstanding that makes both of them choose silence. Justifying each other's attitudes. He felt himself the most hurt. Bian stepped away from Dira who was still silent with all the thoughts that continued to stimulate his brain to continue thinking negatively.
Dira should have left this matter to her husband. Dira shouldn't have found out for himself. This wound should not have been present after the 15 years of marriage that he passed so sweetly. Maybe he shouldn't find out who that girl to this day hasn't lost her memory. His embrace that afternoon was still warm. His smile, his joint, was so vivid in his memory. But the truth is so painful.
Dira with all the wounds he created himself. While Bian with all the disappointments without him willing to explain it. Kedunaya choose to be silent and survive with all the selfishness of each.
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A few days have passed. Cold and indifferent attitude is now a sight at home that has been more than 15 years Bian and Dira lived. And in these few days also neither Bian nor Dira had a good appetite. Dira always looks moody and more often aloof. Even sometimes whining Juna his youngest son he ignored. Bian is the same. Always go to the office early in the morning and come home too late. The attitude of both of them certainly became the anxiety of his son and daughter. Until one afternoon Arka who saw the mother was sitting pensively on the porch beside her house by looking at the bottom of the pool.
"Ma." said Arka with caution.
Dira turned to look at the son who was also sitting next to the mother. Dira compulsion to smile. But the smile could not lie to the son who first knew that his mother was not okay.
"Mas Arka's home from school?"
"It's Ma"
"Eat already?" asked Dira back, to distract the son who looks sad there.
"Be a strong child. Take care of the brothers. Protector of the family. Mama and Papa later...."
"Arka will take care of Mama and Papa, take care of Mbak Mita and also take care of Juna, take care of all our extended families just as Papa always does"
Shaken heart Dira heard her son speak so. Bian always put family safety first.
Has he been outrageous all this time?
Is it true that she does not know her husband?
"Ma...."
Dira just looked at the son who was also looking at him. There was sadness that Arka showed her to the mother. Maybe if she could, Arka would like to talk if she really dislikes this situation. But Arka was the firstborn in the family. Although he is only 14 years old, he must be more mature than his two younger siblings. At least Arka quite understand what is the problem of both parents.
"Don't think of Mama and Papa Mas. Whatever happens to Mama and Papa, we still love you"
"Arka doesn't like Mama crying like this every day. Mom is prettier when she smiles. Arka also does not like Papa moody, Arka prefers to see Papa who is always cheerful and also wise"
"The problems of adults vary. Arka's too small to be in it"
"Ma... Arka is in High School. Arka is big. Mas Arka is a big brother. Abi Fadil said the boy should be responsible for his mother and sister. That means Mas Arka has to be more mature to face anything"
Dira smiled even though the clear circle also could not be weaved anymore. It turns out that his eldest son who he timang-timang turned out to be an adult. Never thought that time had really changed everything. Pride is also tucked between the disappointment that is still lodged in his mind.
"Ma.... Mas Arka is ready to give Mas shoulder to Mama lean if it is heavy"
Throw down everything Dira's trying to defend. His son's words really showed how weak he was. He pretends to be strong, but he really needs a backrest. Dira fell in the arms of the son. Arka hugged her mother so tightly. Exploring the power to the mother. He was the oldest boy. He was a protector for his family. Then he should have helped reconcile his parents as before. There is a responsibility on his shoulders to always maintain the integrity of his family.
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Seriate.....
Don't forget
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