
Rantang food brought by Fadia has been served on the back porch of the grandfather's house. Apparently Fadia only brought vegetables and side dishes because the rice was cooked by Harry's mother.
Two bowls of vegetable lodeh with various side dishes served.
"Yu, don't you bother cooking side dishes like gini?" ask Harry's mother to look at his daughter-in-law's cooking.
"No, ma'am, I'm cooking what we like. Mas Harry likes my homemade omelet, parchment for my mother, fried chicken galangal for Gadhing and Hanum, and crispy shrimp for the twins." Bright Fadia picked up the rice then in the room to the plates of Harry, Gadhing, and the twins.
"Thank you dear." said Harry sincerely. He was so lucky to marry Fadia because his wife was not only nice to him, with her family as well.
Fadia just nodded.
...****...
"Sik, I also got you dong." Whispered Hanum who was sitting next to him.
After visiting Hanum to the stable, Harry's mother called for lunch.
"Didih, do not need to call a sister deh, since when I married your mas." said Hanum sewot.
Yudha chuckled stifled to see Hanum's sewot face. Very adorable in her eyes.
"Not married to me, but married to me, Hanum."
Yudha's words made her eyes perfectly pattern. "Religionally" he said.
Want how she felt about Yudha but the determination was round not to easily melt into all the men who were about to approach her.
"We'll see, next year our son is born."
The drink that was about to be swallowed almost spewed out of Hanum's mouth. How could Yudha speak like that? there is still a wife there.
"Don't yell. Just ask the same Intan." said Hanum made Yudha silent.
But Yudha's silence caused pain in Hanum's heart.
In the middle of their lunch, Ardi who had just finished praying through the back porch was about to continue his work cleaning the cage.
He was a little late to pray earlier so he could not have time for lunch.
"Bang Ardi." call Hanum.
"Oh yeah, what's Num?"
"Here eat together." take Hanum.
Ardi as a new employee is certainly not happy to accept the offer from Hanum.
"Later Num." refused Ardi.
"Eat son, see you haven't eaten before."
Ardi agreed and sat down next to Hanum. Hanum was between Yudha and Ardi.
Yudha stared cynically at Ardi. It seemed like that person was becoming his current rival.
Hanum brought the rice pan, vegetables and side dishes closer. No matter with Yudha who has been moping around.
...****...
It was as if the old story had repeated itself. The negative stigma for widowed women is now attached to Hanum.
Actually, not when he already bears the status of a widow but when he was in the marriage residence Yudha has become the lips of the neighbors.
Embarrassed?
Sure.
Sick?
Moreover.
No one knows how devastated Hanum faces the neighbor's sneer. If he could go as far away as when Yudha preferred Intan then Hanum would do right now.
"It hurts mas."
"It's all because of you."
Hanum cried by grasping the ring that was deliberately wrapped in the necklace he was wearing.
Yes, the ring is still kept. It was a gift from Yudha when their relationship had been going on for a year.
The night before leaving for North Sumatra, he met Yudha about to return the ring. But when he wanted to give up, Intan came to see them. Finally he broke down and went home.
*Before you leave me, I always pray that we are united. God prefers that we be separated.
My race is still the same, my heart continues to tend to you.
Mas, may you be happy with the woman who always makes you fall in love*.
...****...
Yudha still could not believe that Hanum was separated from her husband. Curiosity is so great, but Harry does not also tell the reason why Hanum split with Niko.
In addition to Hanum's cold attitude to him, it makes him more and more insecure. But it really hurt to see Hanum so friendly with Ardi.
Yudha knew Hanum must have been very ill, disappointed, and angry with his decision.
Wanting to improve but Hanum continued to not make room for the two of them to be able to talk in private.
...****...
The next day, Hanum is invited to his high school friend's wedding.
Hanum was already wearing a batik-patterned kaftan, with a brown rectangular hijab similar to the basic color of the kaftan. Do not forget the heels and hand bag so that the appearance is more on point.
"Mas, I'm leaving first."
"Hem. Be careful, don't come home late."
Hanum silently stared in surprise with Harry. It's not like Harry usually just lets it go.
But do not take a headache and he took the keys of his motorbike matic and out of the house.
He was surprised to see someone standing on the porch. Of course he knows that body posture.
Tall strapping with chest field that once often he was in the arms of the man.
His heart was racing as the man turned around and smiled looking at him.
"Are you ready?" ask Yudha.
"Here, the mas go where neat right" said Hanum because at this time Yudha was wearing a white shirt that was very fitting on his body to the chest of the field.
"You're taking the wife."
Hanum glares. "Have a wife but want to find another one."
Yudha chuckled feeling very anxious to see Hanum pouting.
"Young wife is more seductive." said Yudha to upset Hanum.
But Yudha took Hanum by the hand and he got into Harry's car.
"Mas don't grab my hands can't I? I'll be thinking of the actor." Hanum's whiz makes Yudha shut up.
"Enough with gossip failed marriage and my widow alone, do not you add any more mas."
Yudha did not mean that. He prefers to drive a car to the current destination of Hanum.
But in the middle of the road, he heard Isak crying Hanum.
"Sir."
No word made him pull over the car. Then gently pull Hanum to look towards her.
"Sorry stupidity, sir."
It sounded more and more painful in Yudha's heart. "Can you hug?" his permission instead got a punch on his arm.
"Bas stupid, why permission?"
Yudha smiled then pulled Hanum into a hug.
"Do you remember the last time you hugged me?"
"Then, when the new mas came home from Jember." said Hanum.
"Yes, after that you who often hug the mas. Mas kangen fitting you run continue to hug mas."
Hanum smiled in Yudha's arms.
"Mas, don't tell your wife that I hug you."
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