Widow of Two Children in Pinang Bujang
The Part 24

The morning sun had just shone on the earth, but Rahma, Kiara, Maura and also bi Nah were already seen preparing with matching colored shirts. After making sure all the doors and windows were locked, the four people immediately passed away.

According to the plan that Rahma had designed, today they will go to visit many places. The first thing to do, of course, is breakfast. The brain will not run properly if the stomach is not filled.

Rahma stopped her car at the end of the complex road, where a row of carts of breakfast vendors were located. Getting off the car, they stepped over to the different breakfast vendors. Afterwards, with a plate of breakfast in hand, they regrouped at the same table.

“Close to market briefly yes bu.” Say bi Nah while pushing the plate into the middle of the table.

The woman explained that someone wanted to buy supplies at home for the next few days until they left. Rahma who was chewing her breakfast just nodded and formed an ok symbol with her hands.

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For several hours they went around, going from one store to another. The grocery bags almost filled the trunk, but there was still one place that Rahma had not yet visited. Relax, this is the end.

This activity is not a real waste. After all while Rahma has money why not. After all, not only to his mother and sister, he had to give, other families also had to be able to, although not how much.

Rahma's mother was the fifth of eleven children, and all of her sisters were already grandmothers. So imagine how much Rahma had to buy souvenirs.

“Mba Rahma.

While coolly choosing, Rahma was shocked by the clap on her shoulder from behind her.

“Eh yes.” spontaneous Rahma turned. Looked a woman who may not be far above Rahma.

“Shop a lot mba..” continued the woman in a friendly manner.

“Eh... yes...” replied Rahma is still researching and remembering who this woman in front of her is.

“Mba.. Alia isn't?” After a few seconds Rahma finally managed to remember, the woman was the wife of her husband's coworker.

Alia nodded. “Iya mba. long time ago we did not meet since her husband mba Rahma moved duties.”

“Yes, I understand that I rarely go out. Most nganter school children alike shopping aja.” Rahma gave an excuse. He is less sreg only.

The light conversation between the two lasted quite a long time and was dominated by Alia. Until suddenly…

“Congratulations mba Rahma, her husband has gone up in office. Yes even though I was late saying it because it's been a long time but it's okay.” Said Alia smiling by gently patting Rahma's arm.

Rahma. The congratulations from Alia did not make him happy but instead wondered. “O.. oh yes thank you mba Alia.” Rahma answered with a forced smile.

Although you do not know about the “kasikan”, but it is impossible Rahma revealed it to Alia.

“Mother..”.

“Iya son. A moment. mba Alia sorry yes I first still have something I need to find.” Rahma was really grateful to Kiara, the boy came at the right time. Because Rahma was afraid that she could not lie and speak further.

“Yes, it's okay mba. Please.”

Rahma smiled and passed away. His shopping taste is gone, no more desire to linger in that place. He quickly invited the children and bi Nah to go home.

In the car, Rahma was silent. His gaze was straight on the road, trying to focus in the middle of his floating mind.

Arriving at home he immediately cleaned himself, with long enough he stood under the water until his head felt cold.

“Good department? Been long? When?” The question kept spinning repeatedly in his mind.

After bathing Rahma back down, she chose to busy herself with her groceries. Dividing all the gifts for his family. Before long bi Nah and her two children were seen walking over.

“Do you cook what you make later tonight?” Ask bi Nah.

“Do not cook bi, tired. Pair it later.” Rahma replied, then asked Kiara and Maura to order food through the app.

Being busy does not mean that Rahma can just forget the question in her mind. I don't know why he feels dejavu…

A few months ago, when she was happy to meet her husband, she had to accept the harsh reality of her husband's marriage.

Now!! When she is happy to meet her family, she must go back to feeling pain from knowing her husband's lies.

Rahma breathed a rough sigh. His eyes were hot and his head heavy. He doesn't know what to do. Ask questions or wait for her husband to speak. But it seems difficult. If he wanted to, he could be straightforward from the start, but what?

Again. and again.. Rahma breathed a rough sigh.

“When I try to survive. When I try to make peace with the situation. when I try to accept everything.why should I go back to knowing your other lies mas.” lamented Rahma in the heart.