Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapter 48. A Decision
On a piece of paper that Joko gave a month ago there was a home address. For almost three weeks, the paper was stored in Asti's wallet.
" This is Zahra's home address, they just moved here two weeks ago. Whatever you want with that address. Please think of everything, it's good that you have to decide because it's about your life!"
That's the message from Joko who has been his muse all along. Sometimes Asti is very confused and desperate with the fate that toyed with his life. Often he was very angry with the behavior of Satrio which turned out to be very worthy of being called by various swear names of animals. From rodent names to primate names, which are included in Charles Darwin's theory.
It seems that he can only complain of all the heartache, disappointment and anger with the prayer tahajud. Asti always asks to be given the power to make the right decision because of this problem.
The step he took was: first, he would ask Mbok Bayah not to work anymore at his home. Because even though he has money in his own account. But Satrio has not given him spending money for two months. Satrio feared like giving a test of courage for making his son and wife die.
This action certainly surprised Bayah. Moreover, Asti directly gave him a two-month salary. Like severance.
" Mr Asti, is this really money for Mbok?"
" Yes, Mbok. This house will often be left behind, Mbok. Thank you for taking care of Akbar from birth to this big."
Indeed, during this month Asti often back and forth from the city to the house that has been completed almost completed. The distance is actually not too far, approximately 45 or 50 minutes by motorbike. But the risk is a bit heavy because she has to carry Akbar by holding the baby in front. The baby will be exposed to the sun, dust and vehicle fumes.
Silently, he had already moved half of his clothes from Satrio's official house to the closet in his new house. Of course, assisted by Joko who only came twice, Asti and Akbar's goods were all transported.
The master bedroom in Asti's new home, already laid out by Mbak Almira Jayanti. The beautiful girl was introduced by Mas Adam as her fiance. He had just graduated from a college that gave him the ability to organize a room.
Now some space on the first floor, in Asti's new house already has furniture that suits Asti's wishes. The furniture is simple, modern and looks integrated in a modern minimalist home style.
Second, he had to ask someone for help. Especially that person who has a higher rank and position than Satrio. Who else if not Mr Sadewa ? Mother Anggita's Husband.
Asti had trouble thinking about that. There's no way he's talking about Satrio without proof. Maybe he can discuss first with Ibu Anggita. Unfortunately Ibu Anggita is very busy and difficult to find lately.
Well, ever since the twins were put in the play group. Although it only comes three times a week. Still, Asti had to trouble the woman, whom I had been very kind to.
Until Asti ventured to call him.
" What's up, Miss Satrio?" ask Ibu Anggita.
Asti only once pressed the call sign on the number of the beautiful and friendly woman. It seems to be connected.
" I'd like to ask you a favor, ma'am if it's not a hassle. Asti can come to Mom's house. Or...."
"' Sister Asti, I'm the one who's coming to your house now. Mumpung the twins again rest in his room!"
There was no long sound of the woman greeting her doorstep. Asti let the woman in, then closed the door.
While providing warm sweet tea and snacks, they spoke in the living room. Afraid of a neighbor with a strange business like this.
" Satrio is having an affair, Miss Anggita!"
That soft remark left the beautiful woman suffocating. " So this is really gossip?"
"'I mean what gossip is it, huh?"
" That, Jeng Inneke often boasted that the marriage age of Madam Asti and Satrio will not be long!"
Asti's eyes pricked. He must be strong." What should I do, Mom?"
" Easy, Mom! We're looking for evidence of Mr. Satrio's affair. If you want a divorce, you can report it to the office. But if we still want to maintain the marriage, the actor we can beat."
The paper containing the address immediately Asti showed it to Ibu Anggita. Although the same newcomer in this city, because it follows the duties of the husband.
It seems that Ibu Anggita is very familiar with the twists and turns of various roads and places in this city. Because Ibu Anggita often out of the house with his new personal car. At least the woman knew the ins and outs of the location of the house Zahra occupied.
" Lack of knowing, Mom. Maybe contract!"
The woman tightly grasped both Asti palms very tightly. "Don't be afraid, Asti! I'll help with this."
Asti involuntarily cried without a sound. His shoulders were shaking - shaking .He had already been holding all that burden for almost three months.
" I'm getting a divorce, Mom! It's been very tired of being born - inner with Satrio's treatment all along."
" Don't give up, Asti. Come on, tomorrow we'll just go to that address. If there is Satrio directly we libas. But if there is only the woman, we match the evidence to what extent their relationship is. We have to record it to be physical evidence in court."
"Kok, you understand something like this?"
The woman smiled shyly. "I used to help my older cousin in the same situation as Asti! We're looking for a solid team looking for facts and data. The actor retreated, because all the property belonged to his wife and children if they were divorced."
"Angita's mother also graduated from law school, right?"
" I'm more into civil law, Asti said. Because help take care of papa company in Yogyakarta. But there are still friends who are lawyers. I will ask one of the most reliable people to take care of this problem."
" Thank you very much, Mom!"
" Our Asti ma'am tomorrow at 09:00. The twins will be guarded by Mbak Sari and Eyang Uti."
As they walked out of the house, the woman suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
" What's up, Mom?"
" It seems that in your house there is bad air, yes. I feel so tight and so dark."
" The hell's time, Mom?"
" Anyway, Ma'am Asti don't break up praying. Only God's help can help you solve all these problems."
The next day, Asti had prepared for departure especially with Akbar. The baby's face is a bit thin, because Asti's mind has been branching out since this month, so it also affects the baby as well.
Ibu Anggita city car that is clean white is already in front of the house. The woman gave the code by honking twice.
Asti has come out with Akbar who has been carried by him. There was a baby bag that was carried. Full battery life also with internet quota. He was a little more excited.
Ibu Anggita drove the car carefully. The road to the center of the city began to tamp down. Until they near the town square then turn to take the road to the left. From behind the garden and greenish leaves looks like the gate of the elite housing name stands majestically.
At the entrance, Ibu Anggita showed his identity, before being invited in by the officers who stood guard there.
" Don't be confused, Ma'am. Mr. Sadewo once wanted to rent a house here, when the twins were babies. This place is easy to reach anywhere, especially to the hospital."
Deg, Asti's chest is like being hit by a strong object that makes him sick. Well, the distance of the hospital where Zahra works is closer in reach than this house.
" That's all, Ma'am. Monthly rent is expensive. Rent an apartment in Yogyakarta only! "
" This is the path of Paradise III, Mom!" Asti Clear. They missed a little.
When she started to turn around, Ibu Anggita saw a sign that read the chairman of Neighborhoods RT 001/RW 02.
The woman stopped her car on the left lane, so it would be more flexible if there were other cars that entered this road.
" We ask at the RT sir's house, as well as looking for information about the status of the woman's relationship with Mr. Satrio!"