Why Should I ?
Calling repeatedly

It is true that most people say, Rama's household will no longer be maintained. God hates divorce, but it may not be for the same conditions as Rama. Rama will not be able to be tormented inwardly for the rest of his life, nor will Kinanti. The hatred that Kinanti continues to show, is not directly proportional to the holy love that Rama wrapped beautifully with prayer.

Rama laid his body on the carpet that was held in the family room. Television was still busy broadcasting a news story, but Rama's eyes remained blank. He doesn't really watch the television he turns on. His brain and logic are thinking hard, he is guessing, and thinking about the fate of his children's funds later. How about later ? Tomorrow ? The day after tomorrow ? such questions keep circling over the head of the rama. It irritated him and hit him in the head.

"Ram, your phone keeps ringing, not picked up ?"

Mother came out of the room to hear Rama's cell phone repeatedly ringing. Surprisingly, the problem that Rama faced closed his ears tightly, until he was unconscious when there was a call to enter.

"Who ?" She sat down beside Rama. Trying to find out about someone across the phone who never gave up contacting Rama. "Who are you ? Nadira to ?"

Rama sat up and turned to look at Mom's sad eyes. The cell phone in his hand was let ring after knowing who was trying to contact him.

"Who is Ram ?"

I repeated the same question. He was not satisfied if he only saw the reaction of Rama. The curiosity that was in his heart was not over yet. It still broke down strongly, making him continue to ask similar questions.

"Buk's kinan..."

Rama answered me softly. Even his lips barely moved. His heart ached when he read the name that contacted him.

"What's that ungodly woman still calling you ?"

"No need to answer !"

I still can't hear her name being mentioned. He really hates Kinanti, and all that is concerned with her.

"Don't kotori hp mom with that girl's voice ! I don't like it ! Remember, the phone you're wearing now, it's mom's. If you use to get in touch with him, mom won't lend anymore to you !"

Rama was pensive, he did not dare to twitch. The phone in her hand belonged to Mom, and Kinan also kept her number. So, no wonder if many people suddenly know with your mobile number.

In the past, Rama deliberately left his cellphone at Nurin's house, in Surabaya there. He hopes that by not holding the phone, he will more quickly forget the Kinanti. There is no talk, or just the desire to stare at the stored photos. So, Rama thought he would more easily forget the memories of their almost 20 years of wading. In fact, they all failed. Precisely the silence of the atmosphere brings memories for the sake of memories read clearly again.

It had been almost an hour, the phone next to Rama sitting it did not stop ringing. It still displays the same name, and the same time lapse.

"Let Mother lift !"

"Don't ma'am, Rama please !"

Rama immediately grabbed the phone before Mom took it first. They looked at each other, but in a different sense, an unequal level of resentment, an incompatible fear.

"Mom hope you can understand Mother's feelings for now Rama !"

Mother passed from before Rama. There is a sense of disappointment that is stirred up. The clear crystal that appears in the corner of the eye adds to Rama's belief that Mother is really hurt because of this trivial thing.

Rama switched to staring at the phone screen, there was a short message that Kinanti sent. The message ordered him to pick up the phone. The message threatens the fate of Kevin and Allena.

"Hallo ?"

"B a j i n g a n ! You want to run away from your responsibilities ? Why didn't you pick up my phone from earlier ?"

"What's Kin ? "

"You go back to Surabaya right now, you take care of all our divorce papers."

"I ? Kin, you know I don't want to divorce you. So, I don't want to take care of everything. I want us....."

"I want us to divorce Rama ! I don't love you. I'll be married to Abbas soon."

Rama mute. It's still the same as yesterday. Not daring to refute Kinanti with a rougher language. He was afraid of hurting his woman. Although the woman he tried to protect, he was happy by putting thousands of thorns on the heart of Rama.

"Why silence ?"

"Rama !"

"I hope you're not a coward !"

Kinanti stopped the phone. Right when Mom came out of the room. Rama just pretended to sleep by hugging the phone. Letting Mom pass her by without suspicion.

In his eyes, Rama was thinking. What does he need to do ? In fact, he himself was too difficult to solve all the things that roamed freely within logic.

All he did not want, but the love he had was unnatural. How can he treat God as the basis of the love he gave to Kinanti, even though the love he gave to Kinan has exceeded everything. Nothing else could shift Kinan's position in the heart. Even when his son.

******

For days, Anna came to Kinanti's house. He tried to comfort the mother of three children, for the long conflict that actually started from himself. He complicates the path that God has made easy for him before.

"I've also tried to send a message to Rama."

"I wasn't heard by An, let alone you."

"Why don't you take care of your divorce papers yourself ? Anyway, it'll be easier. You don't have to be upset and angry with that stupid guy. "

Kinan, who was standing on his back to Anna, turned around quickly. Both of his hands were still comfortably at his waist. His eyes were sharp, lurking Anna. Like a tiger, ready to pounce on prey.

"An, you think taking care of all that doesn't need money ? Where do I get everything in a short time ? Are you crazy ? I don't have any more valuables now."

"Abbas ?"

"Today, he's been hard to call. He said there's work out of town."

Anna got up from the rattan chair she was sitting on. Walking slowly towards Kinanti who was back standing behind the window of the house.

Just as Abbas left him first, he looks very disheveled and unkempt. His face and hair were very messy. His clothes were not as clean as he used to wear. There was no thick makeup that decorated her face.

But the difference is, Kinanti is not feeling the loss of Rama, but losing financial resources that he can use at any time.

"I'll help you contact Rama. I'm gonna threaten her, until she sends the money to her kids." Anna cried while holding Kinanti's body.