Widow of Two Children in Pinang Bujang
Part 02's

Rahma and her two children were on their way to Hendra's office, having previously stopped by a fast food outlet to fill their stomachs and buy snacks.

The cityscape and frenzied street users were unable to divert Rahma's mind, the woman was indeed staring out the window, but her eyes were empty because her brain was busy looking for answers to all the questions in her mind.

The awkwardness he had just met made the woman's mind wander, thinking of all the reasons why Hendra had left the house without telling her.

Maybe it was because she didn't live here, so her husband didn't say anything. If for example, it is true to move or get a new official house, what reason does not make her husband tell.

“Sorry, want to go down where is Bu?” The driver's words disperse Rahma's daydream.

“Oh, yes Sir.” Rahma rubbed her face. “Eum... just log in Sir. I got off inside.”

The car slowly turned and entered an office building. Coinciding with that, a few meters ahead, Hendra was seen walking out in a hasty step and quickly got into the car. “Mas Hendra.” Rahma Mumbled.

There was a sense of relief in Rahma's heart seeing her husband in good shape. “But... isn't this still not a home time? Where are you going, Mas Hendra? Is there a job outside?”

“Please follow the car in front of it sir.”

“Good bu.”

Rahma had tried to contact Hendra while they were eating earlier, ruling out that he had come here to surprise her, but unfortunately, the man's phone was off.

Now, when she was at her husband's workplace, she saw him leave at the office in a hurry. Fortunately, he arrived on time, although now he can only follow him like a spy.

Rahma glanced at the chair beside her, a thin smile etched on her lips. “Fraight what a glut of nak..” it turns out that the two children have ventured into the dream realm, then in the rubbing of Kiara and Maura's head gently.

Minutes passed, Rahma still faithfully followed Hendra in silence. Even when the man stopped by a restaurant he chose to wait in the car. He soon came back out with a big plastic bag in his hand.

The journey continues, Hendra's car drove in the opposite direction to the house he came to earlier. As if confirming that the man had indeed moved.

A few minutes passed, Rahma frowned in surprise to see the car that was driven by Hendra entered a housing complex that could be said to be luxurious. “Is it possible for this luxury house to be given by the office as a facility?” Mumbled wailing.

Especially when Hendra stopped his car in front of a 2-story house in a minimalist style.

“Maybe it's Mas Hendra's co-worker's house. I just wait here for a while” is still trying to think positive, finally Rahma asked the driver to stop at a house that fortunately is a complex park.

“Wait here for a minute is okay Sir.” Ask the taxi driver.

“It's okay Mom. But sorry, I'm waiting outside. Want to smoke.” Her face with a face. Which is in Rahma's nod.

Meanwhile, Hendra got out of the car and walked into the house with plastic containing food and briefcases in both hands.

Just as his foot was treading on the terrace floor, the door of the house had already opened. A young and beautiful woman wearing a knee-length dress appeared from behind the door. His lips revealed a big smile welcoming Hendra's arrival.

“How come home?” He asked as he walked up to Hendra and hugged her briefly.

“Iya.” Answer Hendra briefly.

“This is what I helped bring.” He took over the plastic containing the food he had ordered.

“Ya already, come in.” The woman hugged Hendra's arm and invited him in.

A pair of humans were waltzing into the house with little chatter interspersed. They did not realize that there was a pair of eyes staring at the action of the two with wounds.

Behind the window of a taxi, Rahma watched everything. The woman can only take a peck, a split second it feels like the woman's body is losing the soul. It could only go silent stiffly with its patterned eyes and raging tears flooding its face.

After the door closed perfectly, Rahma's cry broke instantly. He tried his hardest to hold back his sobs so as not to make a sound.

He closed his mouth tightly using both hands.

In her heart she asked why her husband had so much love for her. Sin what he has done so must feel the pain in the duakan.