
Akbar's whining voice surprised the woman who was crying was stunned slowly. She was silent as she tried to wipe away her tears dripping down her cheeks.
From the direction of the bedroom Akbar walked limped but very excited. Of course he had heard the voice of his mother who was in the guest room.
"Lady..." Call the child in the voice of the baby that is not too clear. He approached the bench occupied by Asti. There was a smile when she missed her son.
" Dedek has taken a shower, hasn't he?"
" No, Mom. Dedek just woke up! " Said Mrs Jum. Answering Akbar's mother's question. The woman was still standing behind Asti.
The baby immediately stuck tight in Asti's embrace. Asti felt her son's diapers rather full. As much as possible he takes care of all Akbar needs while he is at home.
" I'm sorry, Miss Corinne I stayed a while. Want to change Akbar's diaper..."
Bu Jum looked at Mbak Ning, who was also sitting on the bench near the dining table. He keeps a e-cigarette in his pocket. Be on guard to deal with emergency matters beyond estimates.
" Mrs Jum!"
" Yes, Ma'am!"
" Please, bathe Akbar, yes. Let me now help Ms. Ning prepare the food."
" The woman was told to eat here too, Ma'am?" Whisper Mbak Ning, afraid to ignore the feelings of the guest.
" yes. Thank goodness he wanted to taste the food of the villagers. If you don't want to be okay either, ma'am. We have to tell him how to respect others "
The woman also wanted to sit in the family room to be more relaxed, after being asked by Asti politely. Because an afternoon like this everyone is busy in the living room and kitchen. It's a pity that Ms. Corinne was left alone in the living room. Fortunately he wanted to eat whatever snacks Ma'am Ning provided on Asti's orders.
" Mother Corinne, eat here first, yes! If for the place of stay I am less able to accept. Because my male cousin and two employees, often sleep in the upper room!"
Corinne's mother nodded. Sister Ning shut up. He knew Asti didn't invite the woman to his house. It was not his duty to also provide him with a room to stay. But his employer still has the courtesy and ethics to entertain a guest.
He also enjoyed the view of the garden on the right side of the house. The garden looks more private, because it can only be seen by people from inside this house. Because of the high fence wall in the west.
The width of the park is not up to three meters. But the length starts from the front fence to the hanging garden in the south, to cover the temporary building, behind it.
The park has an elongated koi fish pond, with artificial waterfalls with gurgling sounds. On the side of the fence are planted with various ornamental plants, of various types. Even the grass looks green and neat because it is cared for neatly and regularly.
Not as big as the page to the left of the house. Used for private car parking. Even behind the canopy-fed garage, there was the rest of the land used for hanging out, as there were loungers, tables and large pots containing fruit grafts that gave the atmosphere green.
There, Akbar was being fed by his nanny. While from the kitchen smelled the smell of fragrant and appetizing cuisine.
At the table, it has been served oxtail soup, potato parchment is also tempe fried flour. Not to forget a can of rambak crackers and a bowl of tomato sauce that arouses the taste.
Asti invited Ms. Corinne to eat first with Ms. Ning and Ms. Jum. While she went into the bathroom to take a shower. Akbar was engrossed in a carpet mattress in front of the tv watching his favorite cartoons.
" This is delicious, Mom! " corinne said stale.
" Thank God, this is a recipe from Madam Asti, I just follow it!"
" Did the tent stall near the shop have his cousin too?"
"'Yes, Mom. Got Mas Joko!"
" These mothers have been working with Asti for a long time?"
" Is this a gift from her ex-husband? Because I heard that Asti's ex-Sister was a cop, you know ?"
" Boro-boro, Mom. Got the gono-gini treasure! Akbar alone was not recognized as his son. That's how it is, men when they have cheated with other women. So not in his mind. Especially until they commit adultery. The proof is that the female actor is already pregnant, yes. Ma'am Jum!"
Mbak Ning's irritated and angry voice made, Mother Corinne stopped her mouthful.
" Did Mr Leon say he was divorced from his wife?"
" Yes, because my mom hit this house. We found out that Mr. Leon was a widower. Don't you regret having cheated on me from Mr Leon? He was a nice man, polite and patient. Lho...."
Bu Jum and Mbak Ning looked at each other. Because Corinne's mother finished her meal. Of course there is still plenty of food left on half of the plate.
From the side door that was connected to the tent stall, came the sound of greetings from the voice of a man. Akbar awoke, hearing the voice of someone he knew. The baby tried to get close to the man.
Appeared Mr. Leon with his fresh face after an afternoon shower and dressed casually. Black T-shirt with jeans. He was wearing a new pair of flip-flops.
" Akbar? Whoa whiz, Om... Have you eaten, son?"
The man entered then took a hold of Akbar who was moving towards him. Until he realized that at the end of the table there, there was a woman who was Asti's guest this afternoon.
" You have nothing else to do, other than disturb the peace of the people in this house ?"
Mr. Leon's voice sounded slow but quite sharp. Mother Corinne's face was getting pale. Uncomfortable with her ex-husband's reprimand. They looked old.
" Go back to Jakarta, fix your life! Don't push us!"
" why? do you have a heart with Asti?"
" If she wants to, I'll marry her soon. The woman needs to maintain her dignity and self-respect. Don't be the one who feels hurt. Hasn't it been viral enough that you're screaming and raging in people's villages?"
Akbar was somewhat frightened by the opposition, while he was still in the arms of Mr. Leon.
" Come home! What happened between us is done..."
"Sorry..." Whisper's stuck. He tried to hold back his tears from dripping again.
" I'm sorry for what? Tricking me with your affair? Or the fact that you abandoned the baby you were carrying? Yes, God ... Did I marry a monster? You with all your depraved behavior. Penance Corinne!"
Women began to tidy up the bag and blazer that had been placed in the living room. " Excuse me..."
Asti stared at the passing of the woman who came out through the front door. Before long the sound of the fence being dragged open. From the side door appeared Joko and two other servants. Maybe he told Mr. Leon about the arrival of his ex-wife to Asti's house.
" Next time, there's no need to accept Corinne's arrival. He's very good at talking and twisting facts."
Mbak Ning and Bu Jum let out a long sigh. " I thought I was watching soap operas, the latest on TV, you know. Mr Leon! Asti's sister just to the pity of seeing Mother Corinne regret everything she did and cry."
The man smiled. " Mum Jum Untuk did not see! How crowded is our divorce trial! More than watching the screen. But Ma'am Alya, my brother is very familiar with the character and personality of Corinne who has long been believed to be the manager at his boutique in a mall . I don't know without everyone's help and my two lawyers. Of course the divorce will continue to drag on!"
Asti smiled as well. He was also not mentally strong when facing the divorce lawsuit, without the help of Ms. Anggita, Mr. Cahyadi and Ms. Imelda, his lawyer who escorted until the final decision.
Akbar asked to come down from Mr. Leon's sling. Sister Ning immediately cleaned the dishes on their leftover dining table. Mr. Leon immediately went back through the side door to return to the tent stall.