Treasure, Throne, Renata
Suspicion Hits Rania's Story
“ Mam will be our year-end holiday where?”, asked Kila my first child when he just arrived from school. Two weeks ago Kila was indeed the spirit of studying to face the final semester exam. If it's a smart kid, it's not hard for me to help him repeat his lessons at home. I don't care how Kila raps, because there's no ranking in her assessment. All I care about is Kila being passionate and happy at school, having lots of friends and learning in a fun way.
My son's spirit should be appreciated, not to mention for the last two months his father was always busy working and rarely gathered together. We have rarely seen my in-laws in Bogor, because every weekend Ray is always busy. I racked my brain how we could vacation effectively and efficiently, considering we had to save for the cost of childbirth. I remember not seeing my grandmother in Cirebon for a long time.
Cirebon's grandmother wasn't the mother of my real mother, but her aunt was the one closest to me. Ah I just set us on vacation to the village in Cirebon as well as bring my mother-in-law there. There is no need to pay for the hotel plus we can visit grandfather who is sickly.
I had a discussion with Ray about my plan to take my children, my mother and my mother-in-law there. Ray agreed and told me to set things up. I told my in-laws to take time off for Christmas. My in-laws were enthusiastic and according to what my plan was.
Before we went on vacation, Ray was getting busy in Bandung. Apparently the big boss asked for a launch before the end of the month. Ray's dizzy isn't playing. Finally Ray had to stand by in the office for several weeks to work on applications that have not been completed, take care of events for launching etc. I listened to all the developments in the RENTZ app, what Ray was working on and how his team worked.
Ray showed me all his men. Ada Nurul as admin, Cintya as designer, Dimas as programmer, Angga as senior designer, and Renata as Bussiner Developer. I noticed the Bussiner Developer that Ray had appointed. Tumben Ray has a senior-looking man. From his stature he is older than other employees. The parasites are interesting and it seems like he is smart. Ray said that Rena was in the office, she did have a child who was a teenager. No wonder her body is grown. There was something in my heart when I saw the picture.
December 24th, 2018
My mother-in-law's been staying at my house since yesterday. It turns out that Nana and Syifa my niece are participating. My children are so happy that their cousin is on vacation, my vacation is getting crowded if Nana also goes to Cirebon. I contacted Ray many times, telling his family that he was home, hoping Ray could quickly return from Bandung. Finally Ray can go home the next day after I persuaded in such a way.
Arriving at home, he was immediately busy putting his dirty clothes into the washing machine, when he usually put his backpack just like that in the middle room. My mother said that Ray tumben diligently keeps dirty laundry in the washing machine, Ray just said that his backpack can be used for clean clothes that will be taken on vacation.
December 25th, 2018
“Bu, this shirt that has been ironed out ya”, said Ms. Ida while carrying a neatly folded basket.
“ Yes thanks Ma'am. Please keep it simple in the closet yes, I want to get ready to gasket to leave nih”, I said while cleaning my suitcase.
Mother Ida's deft hands directly put the shirt into the closet. He's already memorized which clothes belong to me, Ray's or the kids.
“ Bu whose clothes yes, if you have big children. As long as I do not have a ginian” shirt, asked Ms Ida.
“ Mam, it's not ready yet noon. We leave now let's not get stuck in the Bekasi “ Toll, shouted Ray from the living room.
I forgot for a moment about that shirt, I have to be ready to take care of my children's luggage.
After everything was ready, we entered the car and headed to Cirebon. When I was on the street I remembered the clothes I found this morning. Ray was confused when I showed him the clothes I had photographed just now.
“ Whose shirt is it? yours isn't?”, he asked in confusion. I rolled my eyeballs while looking at Ray who was driving the car beside me.
“Yes pap time, I'm pregnant again this way can wear a shirt the size of a high school boy so. There must be from inside your bag if it is”, I replied a little taut to him.
“ Yaudah I asked the children yes, who knows who they know whose clothes. yesterday we will make a briefing during the launching event. This car is only used by Dimas to pacing”, he replied while staring at the toll road Cipali.
Once we got to Cirebon, we stopped by the gentong H empal restaurant. The famous apud.I invite my in-laws to choose a variety of menus that look tempting. Ray doesn't go inside, he doesn't like beef. He said he wanted to find some other food outside.
When I was busy eating food, Ray came to me while showing chat from his men named Cintya. I read the chat, he said that it was his clothes that were lost when he and Dimas borrowed a car while delivering Vendor's belongings.
“ The behavior of the Cintya, there are only clothes to miss in the car. Can war our world because of her clothes “, said Ray while typing a message on Cintya. I just shook my head while pinching Ray's arm.
“ Once again there is a woman's item left behind in your car we're really war yes pak”, I said half jokingly teasing him. Ray smiled as he stroked my head.
“Do not dong, later I sleep in the same security post Bang Jek if you are angry with me”, the candle with a typical funny face Ray if teasing me.
That day Ray was very sweet to me, as usual he always chatted with the children, and joked with his mother and sister. Nothing different from our trip. Though my heart still wonders whose clothes are in my husband's bag.