Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapter 58. Not Just to Apologize
Lek No has asked Yanto to open the front garage door. The young man was somewhat shocked after being told of Satrio's arrival.
Because she does not know the figure of the man who became Asti's ex-husband.
Sure enough, not how long there was a big motorbike sound entering the front yard of Asti's house. Yanto closed it again, before returning to his post, at the front entrance of the shophouse.
" Asalamu'alaikum, Grandpa!" Sapa Satrio's.
After getting off the green sport bike. Then put the helmet on the handlebar of the motor. Lek No not only returned Satrio's greeting. The man also received the hand of the man who still counted his nephew's grandson Mbah Putri Winangun.
" Please sit down!"
Satrio received Lek No's invitation to enter the house of Asti . They were headed to a room that was not too big. But the room serves as a living room. Not much knick-knacks there, except a set of modern-style wooden guest chairs with room dividers that serve as ornamental shelves.
Satrio's eyes looked at Asti's house that looked comfortable with the arrangement of neat items and a variety of modern-day-style furniture. Light, simple and modern look.
" Mr Ning! There's this guest!" Call Lek No to the woman who just appeared in the large room behind them.
" Yes, Sir!" the woman who was called Sister Ning. The woman went back into the kitchen.
In a moment, the woman came again with a plastic tray containing two cups of coffee and a large plate containing pieces of cake.
" Let's taste it first! "' Lek No said politely. " I've heard that you've been watching this house a lot and Akbar!" the man opened the conversation.
" I'm sorry, Lek.." said Satrio politely.
"If there's anything you want to talk to Asti about. Come to this house, then speak well with Asti. Don't stalk and intimidate like that, as if we're a family that's been blacklisted for you!"
" I miss, Akbar. The lek!"
Lek No looked at the face of his favorite grandson Pakde Sanjaya with a look of disbelief. The man tried to hold back all his emotions. His eyes were disappointed.
"Didn't you not want to admit that Akbar is your son! That's what makes Asti angry and hurt. Please Satrio! Don't you banish Astri's life again!"
" I'm sorry, Lek! Excuse me... At that time, I was angry and had dark eyes. So talk carelessly! My life has been quieter until now. Even Mbah Sanjaya was sick and hospitalized in Solo. I'm not in Purwokerto anymore either."
"You mean?" asked the middle-aged man confused.
" The father lived with his young wife back in the village. Because it used to be a mother, never covered it from the attention of others.But since the event of our divorce, Mother and Father so did not get along they fought very hard, until Father left the house."
" You think that's all Asti did? What can my son do, Satrio? He just kept quiet and kept crying for months since you cheated!"
" Said the mother, as a result of Asti's words that have returned the curse to be accepted by my wife and children, later!"
" Do you believe your mother's words? Satrio, Satrio! You are a child today... It would be strange if you still believe in the myth of such idolatrous things."
Before long Bu Jum came out carrying Akbar who was chattering cheerfully in the carrier's sling. Satrio got up from his seat to approach Bu Jum. While Madam Ning started opening the stroller. It was prepared near the middle door.
" Get in Bu Jum, Sister Ning! Get Akbar to play upstairs!"
Asti's loud voice and his sudden appearance near the living room shocked everyone.
The two women who were called by his name by Asti were shocked. They hurriedly carried the ten-month-old baby towards the stairs to the second floor. Asti looked at the man who had almost taken Akbar from his nanny's sling.
Satrio had never seen a face as cold as Asti. His eyes stared hard. Both hands rest on his stomach.There is no sweet gentle smile and friendly facial water that has been the hallmark of Asti.
" It's too late, isn't it? Or do you not send Akbar living expenses every month? Okay, I'll have Imelda's mom send the money back to your account number. I never touched her at all!"
Asti's cynical remarks, the more surprising the man who is now his ex. " I'm sorry, Asti!" Satrio's face paled.
" For what? For the pain I feel. After months I have always humbled you, you despised, with your infidelity and adultery with that woman! What with just one word of apology, all my suffering for 180 days when you cheated was erased right? Please, Mas... We've ended everything in the religious courts well! So between me and Mas Satrio there is no relationship anymore. Sorry, please leave this house. Now too!"
" Asti why are you like this?" ask Lek No worry." All can be said well - good ."
" Last, Lak! Freebies...." Asti's voice grew stern.
" There is really no karmic word in our religion, Lek. So this man has not felt the torment of cheating and adultery. Defend his own religion! Because according to him, we with this religious belief called stupid, stupid and hypocritical. Lek No!"
Asti soon opened his hape. Because Satrio is still fixated and has not moved from his stool.
"Is Zahra comfortable living in your official house there? He's used to it, yes. Called the mothers there by the title of actor, ***** or bad woman. Oh, maybe he's best friends with Suparlan's mom, huh? Hasn't Jeng Inneke been good with Mas Satrio. So Mas always believed in all the slander and evil talk from the woman."
Lek No was silent. He also sees the presence of Joko, Ninuk and his wife lined up behind Asti. Maybe Yanto told them about Satrio's presence in this house. So that Joko quickly entered Asti's house through the back door.
" Excuse me!" satrio immediately left the room. Bulek Ratih hugged Asti whose body was still trembling withstanding anger and heartache.
The sound of a motorbike being driven by Satrio came out of the front yard. Also the sound of the wheeled fence was encouraged by Mas Yanto to close back.
" Are you okay, Asti?"
" It's okay. Asti is fine! Just don't think that the guy who likes to hang out at the Nasi stall across the shophouse is Satrio!"
" Well, you know where?" joko asked confused. Because he only conveyed important news to his father.
" From Haji Anissa's Mother. From the second floor of the rukonya can be seen clearly the face of the man who often came to the rice stall across the street. He saw the man always looking at Akbar. Until Pak Haji Anwar and Mas Adam were also informed. Scared Satrio was acting recklessly!"
Ninuk looked for Akbar and the two working women in this house who had stepped aside to the second floor. They play on the balcony.
"Down Lek Ning, Ma'am Jum. It's Safe!"
" Who was that, Miss Ninuk? Until I was shocked by Asti's loud voice and forbade the man to hold Akbar."
" Mum Jum, that's Akbar's father. Ma'am Asti hurt because the man did not admit his son!"
Sister Ning , rub Akbar's head gently." Iha Akbar is exactly the same guy. Just as handsome and smiling, yes. Cah Good?"
They go down. In Asti's room still looks sad and disappointed even though Bulek Ratih has entertained.
Asti stayed inside the house after Magrib. He let Mbak Ning and Mbak Jum join Joko behind the house. They also help serve visitors Warung Tenda which is increasingly crowded at night.
" Dear baby!" said Asti softly. Akbar's round eyes looked at him for a long time. Does this cute baby feel that the man who met him was his father?
Since Akbar was four weeks old, Asti has known about the relationship between Zahra and Satrio. Armed with photos shot Ninuk when the two were sitting friendly in the canteen behind the local government hospital in the city.