Widow of Two Children in Pinang Bujang
The Part 25
The light of the moon and the stars that adorn the night sky, has now been replaced with the warm light of the morning sun. The chirping of small birds perched on the tree behind the house adds to the boisterous atmosphere.
Unable to sleep soundly, Rahma woke up with a pale-looking face. His body was limp and his head was dizzy.
“Bi..” call him while attaching his buttocks to the sofa.
“Iya ma'am. You're not feeling well?” Looking at the pale Rahma and the slightly hoarse voice made bi Nag ask.
“Iya, my head is dizzy bi. Maybe tasting.” Rahma replied who then asked for help bi Nah buy breakfast for all of them.
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After breakfast and taking medicine, the dizziness in his head slightly subsided. Rahma resumed the activity of separating unfinished souvenirs last night.
Aided by Kiara and Maura and bi Nah, it did not take long finally the activity was completed. “Alhamdulillah done too. Thanks brother, adek, bi Nah. Stay packing clothes.” Rahma.
“Aibi is not packing as well, here we help.” Rahma.
“No need to ma'am, have a little aunt. Tomorrow there will still be time.”
“Hm, yes deh.”
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Tok..
Nita walked into Hendra's room after knocking on the door. “Excuse me sir, I'll have lunch first.” His words made Hendra look his head up.
“Can please order me lunch first Nit.” The answer.
“Bby, what do you want to eat?”
“Order anything from canteen Nit.”
“Ok sir.” Nita passes.
While waiting, Hendra again looked at the dossier before him. He is scrambling to get his job done as planned and he can be calm in taking a work permit.
**
Hours of sitting staring at a computer screen made Hendra's eyes sore. In the lyrics of the clock that is circular in hand. It's been seven in the evening, so it's worth the stomach hurting.
Hendra quickly finished one file left behind. Then pack home.
Tuk..
The sound of shoes clashing with the floor could break the silence. The lights in each room have been turned off and only leave the lights in the hallway that is passing Hendra.
“Night sir.” An office security guard in the lobby greeted.
“Night. First sir.” Answer Hendra.
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The smell of the cooking filled the dining room, the housekeeper Lia had just finished heating the food. “Already all bi?” Lia came from the front with Naira in her carriage.
“Already bu.” Lia nodded and the housekeeper returned to the kitchen.
A few minutes later the sound of the car stopped in front of the house, shortly after Hendra entered after saying hello.
“You directly eat mas?” Lia asked while kissing her husband's hand.
“Iya.” Answer Hendra briefly.
**
Time has shown at nine o'clock. Hendra is seen stepping out of his study, he just finished contacting Rahma and her two children.
With a shaky step he climbed up the stairs to his room upstairs. When Hendra opened the door, Lia was seen sitting on the floor packing her clothes into a small suitcase.
“Someone wants to bring mas?” Ask Lia.
“No. Oh yes, remember I want to buy Rahma.” tomorrow
“Iya mas.” After she finished, Lia moved up and approached Hendra who was sitting on the side of the bed.
“Mas..”.
“Ya... why?”
Lia momentarily fell silent, weighing what she was about to say. “Mas... has Rahma really accepted me and Naira?”
Hendra looked closely at Lia. I don't know why Lia suddenly talked about it. “Why? Is there a problem?”
“No. I just want certainty. If Mba Rahma has accepted.. is there no plan to certify our marriage? I also want Naira to get clear status.” Evidently.
“You know what the risk is? Are you ready to bear all the consequences?” Hendra asked back.
Lia clearly knew what she would face if their marital status was revealed. And definitely not the good impact they will receive.
“If you are ready then I will find the right time to talk to Rahma.” Hendra cannot be selfish. He realized Naira also needed the name of the father listed in her birth certificate.
Lia speechless. His brain and heart are not in line. There is fear in him. “Ready!! I'm ready.” But all he will do for the good of Naira and of course also himself.
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Pensive Rahma stared at her reflection in the mirror. A few minutes ago, Hendra just called. As usual, the man would tell her a story while asking for news.
Rahma, who was in a state of disrepair, let her two children talk more. In her true heart she wanted to ask about the thing in hiding her husband. But the improper conditions made him stop and choose to wait until the man came home.
And now, he was preparing himself for all the possibilities that were happening.