Me, You And The Marriage Contract
Arrival Tomi (2)

🌹🌹🌹

Many times Sadewa stared at the front door of the grand palace of his extended family. The magnificent palace where he grew up full of love, a house of peace and abundant affection that had always been his goal when tired of having pressed the weight of his shoulders. Sadewa will always rush home and enter, meeting his beloved mother and his beloved little girl. They are her solicitors, life boosters and instant tired repellents.

This time it was a little different. It had almost exceeded the twenty-minute mark Sadewa chose to stay silent in his luxury sedan car. Martin continued to persuade himself, only that Sadewa still persisted with all doubts.

The arrival of Tomi is certainly something that is very much awaited Sadewa, happy of course felt handsome men with a body awake muscle mass this. However, the shadow at the time of the heartbreaking incident occurred still spinning clearly in his head. Tomi is furious, behind the destruction of Tomi at that time, Sadewa knows that Tomi hates him very much. Tomi blames everything on her, blaming herself as the cause of the tragic incident.

“Kak, try to think logically! It's been almost two years brother.” Again Martin tried to bring Sadewa down from the car and into the house.

“Tomi is also not a child who likes to hold grudges. All pure calamity, this is the decree of the Almighty Kak.”

“Free sister dodges this time, because sooner or later Tomi must have come. He must have gone home, here his house too and here his biological son.” Trying to revive Sadewa.

“Now Tomi has come, let's meet him. Welcome his return as a brother, brother is still his sister Tomi.”

“Lately he wants to be angry cake, want to refuse big brother cake, or want to roll on the floor when he meets brother later. The important brother as a brother, run the duty of brother to welcome his arrival. Plus, brother is the head of the British household right? So, big brother is obliged to meet him at this time!” Martin saw the change in expression on Sadewa's face.

“You're right.” Sadewa breathed deeply. “You're right martin.”

“Thank God that brother already noticed.” Stand in front of the back door. Waiting for Sadewa to come down.

“Speedly or later all this must have happened, at least by now Tomi is back. I must welcome her arrival with great joy!” Sadewa tidied up a work coat that is still perfectly embedded in his athletic body.

“Lady.” Bi Riana welcomed Sadewa's arrival at the door. Duck politely with a typical mother smile.

“Where is Tomi now bi?” Sadewa asked directly.

“Mr Tomi along with mistress are in the living room sir.” Giving information while waiting for Sadewa to walk.

“If Quinsha, bi?” this time Martin asked.

“Small girl in her room Sir, it seems little lady is a bit tired after this day playing with Mr. Tomi.” Answer auntie quickly.

“What is Quinsha happy with Tomi's arrival?” not yet entered the house, Sadewa still continued to ask.

“Very sir.” Auntie remembers the heartwarming moment of how Quinsha called Tomi earlier. “And lord Tomi directly hugged the little miss, lama.”

“They must have missed each other.” Martin smiled at aunt.

“However the cord of love between father and son will not be avoided, one day Tomi will return for her daughter.”

“Pak Martin is right.” Aunt agreed. “And after almost two years, lord Tomi finally came home.”

**********

“God, you've gone home son?” The mother of Syria immediately realized the arrival of Sadewa. The tall body figure had not been a few seconds standing at the end of the middle room watching the mother with Tomi who was sitting below with her head placed on the lap of the mother.

What did Mom and Tomi talk about?

Did Tomi tell you she was still mad at me?

Ask Sadewa inwardly.

“A long time ago son?” Mother of Syria mince words, honestly she can read the look of doubt on Sadewa's face.

“No bun, I just arrived.” Answer to make her believe him.

“Come by son,” call Sadewa closer.

Is it okay, mother?

Sadewa's inner voice with eyes staring expectantly at the mother.

“Come son,” call mother of Syria once again. “Tomi has been waiting for you.”

Sadewa turned her back, staring at the back of the man in a black shirt with his head looking very comfortable in the lap of the mother. Little by little, with slow steps Sadewa walked towards the mother.

“Tomi,” Sadewa already standing behind Tomi's back. Drooping directly towards the face that only shows one side.

“Tomi, your sister is home from work. He greets you, son.” Mother rubbed Tomi's hair slowly.

Tomi slowly lifted her face from the lap of the mother of Syria. Staring into the dark brown eyes with a few lines of old wrinkle markers here and there, Tomi was actually hesitant to turn around and reply to Sadewa's greeting. Doubtful if he was ready to meet Sadewa, doubting that he could control himself, not angry what else to beat Sadewa?

Tomi knows and can clearly hear Sadewa's return, he quite memorized the sound of Sadewa's steps, and he has not forgotten what Sadewa sounds like. However, for this time he doubted, how to behave to Sadewa after a long period of time.

“Your brother calls you, don't shut up!” said the mother of soft Syria.

“So Brother God!” The Mother of Syria gave the order while holding both cheeks Tomi by giving a typical smile of a mother who was very soothing to Tomi's heart.

Tomi nodded her head obediently, standing before the mother of Syria with her back still not turned. One long breath and slowly released, Sadewa saw a slow up and down movement on Tomi's shoulder. Without anyone knowing, in every second that is passing at this time, Sadewa is actually trying to maintain his mood. He was afraid, afraid Tomi would be angry and reject him, afraid Tomi would abuse him and say with various words of hatred, afraid Tomi would break the relationship between them. Sadewa bowed, waiting for a long walk that he thought was so long that Tomi would turn around, facing him.

Actually, I don't need to be afraid that you will hate and be angry with me for the rest of your life, I am indeed guilty! I'm the cause of it all, you deserve to punish me but, finding out the truth you're really going to hate me makes me feel inadequate. Only you can I call my sister after………..

And Sadewa could not continue the voice of his heart, too deep to make sadness and guilt mixed.

“How are you?” Tomi looked straight at Sadewa.

The man who used to be in his broom brother still looks the same, dashing in any clothes. Cold and haughty but, if we can get to know him well then, everyone will know how warm this man is. How responsible he is for his family. She's a good sister, Tomi dares to swear Sadewa is a very good sister. Four years into her marriage, four years into a British family, Tomi knows how Sadewa loves his wife and herself.

“Good,” replied with outstretched hand to Tomi. “You yourself how?” ask back.

“I'm good,” replied with eyes watching Sadewa's palm. Doubtful, how confused should Tomi be?

Sadewa is silent, noticing the doubt on Tomi's face to accept her handshake but, not intending to pull the hand back. Sadewa still hopes Tomi will shake hands with him.

The mother of Syria was still sitting on the sofa, in its original place when Tomi put her head on the lap of the mother. Watching the two young men in front of her, the child who clearly felt guilty and the silent daughter-in-law did not react.Mother of Syria hopes there is a little kindness on Tomi to shake Sadewa's hand. The mother of Syria desperately wanted them to be happy again as before, long before grief enveloped the British family. However, the reality of what will happen. Mother waited with breath that felt would stop. Time's rolling too long.

“It's been almost two years,” said Sadewa with his hands still directed at Tomi. Tomi did not flinch, still silently staring at Sadewa's hand.

“Yes, it has been almost two years only.” Tomi finally received Sadewa's hand. After a long war. Tomo returned Sadewa's handshake.

“And you look skinny Tom.” Said Sadewa clutching tightly to their handshake.

Tomi just kept quiet, these two handsome men were staring at each other.

“Kak.” Call Tomi slowly. But not for Sadewa. His ears could hear the words from Tomi's lips. After all the days that he went through in guilt and today he again heard Tomi call him brother. Sadewa is very happy.

“I'm sorry, Tom!” Sadewa pulls Tomi in her arms. “I beg you, forgive me.”

“Kak,” again, Tomi calls Sadewa with the word Brother. A familiar call that as long as he knew Sadewa was always embedded there. Respect for the figure of a brother who is very dear to this sister.

Tomi's shoulder shook again, tears dripping again. And deep in her heart, Tomi realized that she did not hate Sadewa, Tomi realized that all was not the fault of Sadewa.

True, he used to be very grateful for Sadewa for all the disaster. However, it was in the past when the shadow of life without the woman he loved was present in every second of the day. Tomi is looking for an impingement and Sadewa is the right target, Sadewah is to blame, Sadewa must be responsible.

The pain of letting go of the woman who had given him one of the best girls in the world, had made him run away from reality. Leave the British family when the funeral procession is over. Going with anger no matter what, he hated Sadewa so much.

But, that was before.

After his foot stepped into this house again, Tomi realized it was all wrong. His attitude of seeking an outlet of grief on Sadewa was wrong. True said the mother of Syria, this has become His decree, however the time cannot be turned. He has to live it all.