Wife Brought

Wife Brought
Making Plans


“Now where are you going?”


“We rest first, tomorrow morning we will directly find your mommy yes.”


Different from when we left. On the way home, Bram and Rama chose to be quiet. Both are busy with their own thoughts. They had no intention of joking at all. Getting closer to home. They increasingly understand that their current position is quite serious and cannot be underestimated at all. Therefore, both of them prefer to think about what they should do in the future.


“Dad also rest yes,” explained Rama with worry. “Pad's eye bags already like that item. It must be because of the father who rarely sleeps. I know you're worried and thinking. I do too. But still I have to sleep and rest.”


Bram silent.


“Bunda himself once told us if there is a problem tuh tetep should do kayak thing usually. Don't even forget this. The question ... if later we meet with mamah and mamah know that father kayak gini. Mama must be very angry. So, I don't forget to eat yes. I don't want you to be mad at me."


"Please calm down .. It's already in there."


"Yes dad."


Rama is gone. But it hasn't reached the top floor yet. He saw Rama turn around and immediately hugged Bram.


"I love dad. So, don't beat yourself up. Dad's got me. So, we're dealing with this together yeah yeah."


Next Bram was stunned and could not say anything. Just looked at Rama who ran to the second floor without looking at him at all.


The sound of the door closing made Bram aware and he blinked in confusion before smiling faintly.


"Ah .. The child is getting older."


***


It was late at night and Bram's balcony was still open. There was only a puff of smoke because Bram had not stopped smoking. Almost a pack of cigarettes he spent from last dinner until now.


Bram knows this isn't good. But he needs peace of mind. Bram didn't know what to do to calm himself down.


"Do I have to go to Sakilla's house?" muttered Bram then shook his head slowly. Feeling stupid about his own thoughts. "But ... Why go to Sakilla's house? it's no use at all."


Bram grabs his phone and the message is still visible without any intention he opens up real plastered on the phone screen.


/Son Bram .. are you willing to come home tomorrow? here I want to apologize for all the work of Sakilla. Same all my behavior that you think sucks in the past and there's something I want to talk to you about. If you want to forgive me. Please come home tomorrow morning./


Bram sighed.


"Sakilla's mother hasn't called me in a long time. He was last connected because he was always the same mate with twin Sakilla and also his sister. But why does it suddenly sound so good?"


Bram once again read the message from the notification.


"Ah .. says Rama. I still have him. So, better tomorrow I ask Rama first. I have to go there. But if Rama forbids. Later I do not need to go there because what I have to do first it comes to the grave of the late brother Namira. Who knows because they are sad. Annisa's coming to her sister's grave, right?"


He inhaled the nicotine again and exhaled it. After a little calm. Bram closed the balcony and was surprised to see Rama who had fallen asleep in his bed.


"Duh .. I forgot again that Rama had asked to sleep together,".murmam Bram tried to turn on the air purifier so that the cigarette smoke that had been let into the room could be lost.


"The boy kept clinging" Bram laughed. "I think he realized that his father was again devastated. So, afraid that his father is even messing around? that's why I keep following you like this."


Bram looked at Rama for a moment. Before entering the bathroom to remove the unpleasant aroma from his body. Not to forget he also changed his pajamas before falling asleep next to Rama.


"Whatever happens, thank you very much son because you do not blame father," said Bram, rubbing his cheek gently. "Thank you for being a good boy and not making me feel guilty."


Bram kissed Rama's cheek until the boy was slightly disturbed. Buru Buru Bram patted Bram on the back and hissed. Creating a soothing sound so that Rama does not wake up.


After a while and no sign of Rama will wake up. Bram immediately slipped his arm in Rama's hand and pulled Rama's body closer. He hugged his son and soon fell asleep in the arms of Rama.


***


The sound of birds chirping makes Rama disturbed. He frowned, his eyes still closed. Lazy wake. But the sound of the alarm clock forced Rama to open his eyes. He blinked and was surprised to see his father's face so close in front of him.


"Father must have just slept," he murmured when he heard the fine snoring. "I feel sorry for Dad. Must be some day I'm really tired of a lot of things here."


Rama moved Bram's arm slowly. So that they don't wake up.


With a slow step. He came to the alarm clock and turned it off. He also closed all the curtains, did not let the light in and made his father wake up.


"Presents." After making sure nothing made his father wake up. Rama chose to go out. He closed the door carefully and rushed down.


"Eh den Rama is awake. Want breakfast? auntie's cooking hot soup. But it's not done yet. You wanna wait?" ask the aunt who is cooking.


Rama nodded. "Auntie cook first. I'm not very hungry yet. So auntie don't have to rush like that."


"Good den ..."


Rama cupped his face next to his arm and the other arm involuntarily kept knocking on the table. To make a sound.


Rama's eyes continued to look towards the open door of his house. Looks empty but Rama hopes there is someone he is waiting for from a long time will enter from there. Although a little impossible because until this moment the mama number can not be contacted at all. But the name hope can still be, right?


Rama took a breath.


"Ah ... mamah where the hell is it?" rama muttered very slowly. "Wherever you are now. I can only hope you are well. I just want my mom not to go to nothing. But, just make the call his number just can't."


Rama was stunned until he saw the aunt who had come to put food.


"Bi ... Aunty knows where mamah is? or why did you leave here?"