
"Hanna." Ipul's voice grew heavy.
Everything he had just heard seemed to be a blow to him as well, his chest felt tight about the sad story experienced by the ex-lover.
The woman he knew long enough to know even though she knew what her nature was like very well.
A kind, gentle and understanding woman now has to suffer bad luck about her household.
The woman he knew had no one in her life is now back fighting alone against a world that seems to be on her side.
"I chose the wrong husband" said Hanna Lirih accompanied by sobs that made her voice unclear.
Ipul closed his eyes and took a very tight breath, the woman in front of him was blaming herself even if she wanted to be able to blame him, making him the scapegoat for the heavy life he must accept.
Ipul's hand is outstretched, wants to touch and stroke the woman's head, wants to give peace but he realizes he is a married man there is a heart that will be hurt if he continues to do so, he said, until finally his hand was just floating in the air still stiffly motionless.
"Who are you here with?" ask Ipul who finally lowered his hand and put it in his pants pocket which might be useful to hold him back from doing any action.
Hanna wiped away the tears, raised her head then her wet neutrals looked at the man who had once filled her heart, a kind and loving man who can accept him as he is when others even look at him just do not want because he only lives a country with a low education and only works as a preface the food.
Hanna did not give an answer just busy diving into the depth of the net man in front of her, how deep until she tried to enter and dive.
Ipul averted his eyes because he did not want to get deeper to see the wound that was clearly implied in Hanna's eyes.
Hanna let out a long sigh of improvement to her feelings which inexplicably even so easily cried in front of the former lover.
The man who no longer has anything to do with his life must instead listen to the sad story he is talking about.
He felt inappropriate and it was ridiculous to finally apologize.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't cry and talk to you about my life story" said Hanna, who sought to restore her composure.
Ipul feels his blood flow rapidly when he hears Hanna's soft voice calling out to him with a call reminiscent of a few years ago, when they were still in contact.
A soft voice that is always soothing at all times can relieve fatigue after a day struggling with work.
"Who are you with and where do you live?" Ipul repeated his question, looking at the woman in front of him demanding an answer.
Hanna lowered her head, "on my own, I'm staying at this hotel."
Ipul closed his eyes, which is why they were able to meet here it turns out that Hanna was indeed staying at the same hotel as him.
Since when? why did they just meet?
"Lusa I will return to Jakarta," said Hanna who was always loyal to her pair of sad neutrals and now a little red, of course because she was crying.
"Director? don't you live in Bandung?" ask Ipul wonder.
Hanna lives in Bandung, right? when did you move to Jakarta? since the divorce?
The universe was confused why Ipul suddenly became curious about Hanna and her life.
He no longer wants to reminisce about the past, right? it was just his spontaneity as a fellow human being moreover he did know him.
Hanna shook her head, "after getting divorced half a year ago I was no longer in Bandung, other than my ex-husband I didn't know anyone in the city, I settled there because I had to follow my husband, I had to, but when I was officially divorced I went straight back to Jakarta, back to my life." Hanna said.
Iul could see no more light in both Hanna's neutrals, no more twinkle of happiness that he used to see, it became silent and the light dimmed.
She really doesn't like seeing Hanna right now.
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"Ralen hasn't? it's night we have to go home now." Mama Riska shouted to her daughter-in-law who had been talking for almost an hour with her iron, the biological mother of the son-in-law who somehow looked not as friendly as they used to be when they first met.
"Mother hear? Ralen had to go home" said Ralen, preparing to leave in front of the mother who had been talking about things she did not want to hear.
If time can be turned he prefers to stay silent rather than having to go to the mall looking for fun but instead meet the woman he wants to avoid.
His mother, whom he loved so much that he was willing to do anything for his mother, was now again demanding of her.
"Mom only asked for one thing with you Len."
Huh huh? one thing? Ralen didn't hear wrong?
Why did her mother seem to be so good at what she asked, did she not think that she was asking for a man, the husband of her own child.
"Mom wants Ralen dead?"
Ralen turned around a question that successfully made the woman in front of him stiffen never thought that her son would ask such a frightening question.
"They're still not done talking Auntie." Daniya who had been looking for a face sitting on a woman who might be her father-in-law?
Mama Riska ignored the words Daniya continued to look at Ralen who still did not approach her.
"Ralen was stubborn, even he had made my mother fall ill but he also never wanted to see her, it seems like she's too comfortable living in Auntie's house to forget about her own biological family." Daniya's talk makes Mama Riska's ears hot.
"Ralen let's go home, here's your husband already called," Mama Riska lied to move closer to her daughter-in-law whose face was no longer as cheerful as before.
Never call to reply to messages from him only Ipul does not exist.
Feeling sad and tense at the same time.
Ralen reviewed the fake smile and nodded at the mother-in-law who walked over.
"Even Ralen's in-laws loved Ralen far more than Ralen's own mother."
Finished saying that Ralen rushed to the in-laws and then stepped foot leaving the place that had been hot and also gripping.
"Look Mom, Mama Riska was supposed to be Dani's in-law, but Ralen took it." Daniya approached the mother and whined incoherently.
"Dani knew and associated with the Clouds much earlier, but Ralen took it, all of Dani's happiness was taken by Ralen!" daniya exclaimed with her face implying anger.
He was furious, unhappy with all the happiness that surrounded Ralen.
His sister was surrounded by good people and he did not like it because he was the one who should be in the position of the sister.
Being loved by her husband and in-laws makes Daniya very envious and it makes her chest feel full making her breath tight instead of playing.
"We go home now Daniya, weary mother," said the mother who made Daniya snort disliked.
He was complaining that his mother was not chiming in but was taking him home.
"Mas Sai said what Ma?" in the car that had driven Ralen asked her husband.
Mama Riska laughs broadly, "Mama lies dear, Mas Sai you don't phone, Mama doesn't like to linger with Daniya she looks.." Mama Riska was silent for a moment, "sucks and instigators" whispered Mama Riska.
Ralen nodded in agreement because the reality was like that.
"Mas Sai also did not contact Ralen," Ralen said when he saw his phone and there was no missed call notification, there was only a message that the man sent a few hours ago that Ralen did not read on purpose.
"Maybe just got home, or was in the shower or.." Mama Riska paused.
"Egypt." Ralen continued the words of the in-laws and they laughed together.
Both of them are very positive after having to meet two women who do not want to be met.
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