Tsunami Wedding
52. Malik's Regret

"Anu, Paktua--" Malik scratched his head, Paktua Kodir was indeed the one who was feared by his nephews. Because he was the first child of his grandparents who automatically became their successor to be reluctant.

"Was that woman calling?"

Malik nodded, Paktua Malik smiled cynically. "Just been married for a while, may you be opened your eyes and heart by God, son."

Old man Kodir is at a loss for words, he chooses to leave Malik at this time. Malik also went to look for the existence of Dijah in the kitchen of Kak Imah.

"Well!" Call her.

"What's up, Bang?"

"It's okay to go back, isn't it?"

"Be careful on the road!"

Malik approached himself, wanting to hug Khadijah while the woman was backtracking her steps at this time. "Bau Adelia was there, Sejah didn't like it."

"Then you go back, Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wait!" Prevent Khadijah from approaching her husband.

Malik smiled and turned his head, "Did you change your mind? Brother miss nian is with you, Jah. I want to hug you."

"Abang not saying goodbye to Riska, did you forget about her?"

Like a slap to Malik, he could forget his son, he thought. "Where's Riska?"

"You are, Mom! His son doesn't know" grumbled Khadijah.

Malik looking for the whereabouts of Riska, apparently his daughter was playing on the front porch with her other cousins.

"Risc!"

"Dad, what's wrong?"

"Dad go first, yes" she said.

"Where to?"

"Dad wants to work" dusty.

"Work? Since when do you work till night? I usually work till night in the city!"

Malik gasped in shock, where did such a small child understand the matter, he thought.

"Riska knows Mamak is often crying because of Dad. Dad, is he evil? What's wrong Mama?"

Without waiting for an answer from her father, Riska left. "Riska, wait!" Shouted Malik.

Riska turned her head, "Dad if you want to go, just go!" sahut Riska while leaving.

Malik fell silent, 'I want to stay here, but what about Adelia?'

Just called, the guy called. Malik sighed deeply, [What's the matter, Adel?]

[Where's the gate?]

[It's moving, it's raining.]

[Yes, be careful. His eyes do not wander, remember there is Adel here.]

[Yes!]

Tut!

It was a difference between Adelia and Khadijah, he thought. But that is the path he is taking now. Eager to leave Adelia but what about the baby in her birth?

Malik is riding his new bike, instead of better it's even worse. Yes, when he wanted to marry Adelia, Malik sold his motorcycle and bought a worse motorbike, the rest of the money he gave as additional capital for Adelia.

Two hours later Malik arrived at the house they had rented. Adelia was waiting for him there. Instead of kissing her husband's hand, Adelia scolded him.

"Why come home late, Bang?"

"Again slow, there the rain is afraid of slippery."

"Other times say the same to Adel, Bang. Adel is not worried about pitying our children think brother."

"Abang's tired, Del. Need a massage not anger you."

"Udah night, tomorrow Adel Pijitin."

Apparently Adelia's speech was true, Malik left it alone. Malik swallowed his salivation deeply, "God, why is it so different from being colonized? Kangen Colored! Kangeen coffee, kangen belaiannya."

Adelia, the woman she used to adore, the woman she was proud of. Now it turned like a monster that was completely unknown to him. Very changed, very different. Malik looked at the woman at this moment, "Why did everything go like this?" malik's Mumbles.