Tsunami Wedding
41. Return to Colonization, Bang!

Rain around PT. Wind Storm. It seems that the sky also felt the pain that Khadijah suffered. The woman came home drenched, she purposely let the rain play on her back then. On that occasion, Khadijah also cried.

When he got home, Malik went home first. Understandably, Saturday the workers only work half a day.

The Khadijah motorbike was parked there, Malik went out and brought an umbrella for Khadijah.

Khadijah brushed him off, "What is this umbrella for? It's wet, it's free!"

Malik decided to make a warm tea for Khadijah. He believes that Khadija is currently in chaos, clearly visible from the look of his face with puffy eyes.

Half an hour passed, but Khadijah reluctantly came out of the room, finally Malik decided to follow him to the room while carrying warm tea.

"Welded! Where are you from?" malik asked while putting a glass of warm tea on the table.

Khadijah refused to answer, still hiding under his blanket. Finally Malik stroked his cheek, "Grave! Drink first yuk, let it warm."

"Keep Abang's hand from there," Khadijah said in a heavy voice, it turns out he continued his crying since then.

"You why? Is there something wrong with you?"

Khadijah did not answer, but he immediately showed the photos on his phone, "Can you explain this what?"

Gluey!

Malik's weakness is facing Khadijah, he may be able to lie to Khadijah through his mobile phone but when he meets face to face he is unable.

"Can't answer, right?" ask Khadijah with a smile.

The woman sat down while wiping away her tears, Malik instantly panicked. He tried to hug his wife, "You cry?"

Malik's question made Khadijah even more upset, but the woman was very soft in heart and chose silence.

"Sorry Brother, Jah ..."

"I'm sorry?"

"Abang khilaf, Jah. But you can't lie to your feelings either."

"Oh Allah, Bang ... You realize what you didn't say to Dijah heartache?"

"What happened to him?"

"Abang---" Malik was unable to speak anymore, he could only remain silent at this moment.

"Return Colored, Bang!"

Malik shook his head, "No ... That's not gonna do, Jah! My dear brother and Riska. We've lost Hafiz, you don't want to lose you either."

"Now Colored asks Brother, Brother wants to leave Adelia not?"

Malik remained silent, speechless. "You can't answer, can you?" ask Khadijah again to make sure.

"Abang's heart is already divided, Jah," said Malik while bowing his head.

Suddenly from the room a sound could be heard the school that just arrived, Khadijah and Malik did not continue his debate.

Khadijah left the bed, "Given time up to three days, if you can not decide, let Sejah who makes a choice."

Khadijah went to the bathroom to wipe his tears and even he also put the powder back so that Riska does not suspect.

Neither did anyone know, because Khadija and Malik did not use a high voice. Not even the next-door neighbors knew of the debate.

"Murray!" yell Riska from a distance.

Khadijah smiled and greeted his daughter, "Are your clothes wet, son?"

"No, Mother. But wait, what's the matter with your eyes?"

"Mamak just woke up, honey. You must be hungry, Mamak masakin noodles, will you?"

"You! But the boiled ones yes, Mak ..."

"Ready, Princess ..."

Khadijah turned his back and met Malik, there was no conversation there. Though usually Khadijah always invites Malik to talk even if just saying hello.