
By the time they got home, the watch on their hands had shown at nine o'clock in the evening.
Stepping in, Alvin's hand outstretched pressing the switch button.
"Can you please explain where you are?" delita asked when Alvin was about to step into her room.
Alvin stopped without turning around.
"Your gear still works fine, right?"
Taking a slow breath, Alvin stepped back to ignore Delita's question.
"So don't want to clear?"
"You alone won't give me love and attention, you said I shouldn't go into your privacy, and now why are you trying to get into my privacy?" sahut Alvin still with his back.
"To ask where I'm going falls into the category of interfering in my affairs"
Delita breathed heavily. When Alvin finally turned around and walked towards the dining room.
The man sat behind the dining table. The place where he used to sit while eating.
"Sit down" Alvin said in a flat tone.
Slowly, Delita pulled the chair in front of Alvin.
"What's wrong with you? did you change your mind, want to give your love to me?"
For some reason hearing every sentence that came out of Alvin's mouth, it was like igniting Delita's irritation that suddenly peaked. Especially when he saw his expression that seemed to be disdainful as mocking.
"You don't want to give your heart to your husband, I'm silent, you're asking for a break, I'm going to say, but why are you so curious now about what I'm doing out there?"
As powerful as Delita to withstand the pain in the heart that knows feels so torturous. Shifting the chair she was sitting in, Delita finally got up. There was a surprised look from Alvin's eyes.
"Alright, I'm sorry if my curiosity is bothering you" Delita said trying to control her tone to stay calm. "Good night" he concluded, then moved from the dining table.
"I'm not done talking"
Delita's footsteps came to a halt, but only a few seconds after that she stepped back .
"Don't want to hear what my husband said?" this time Alvin's tone was slightly elevated.
Delita took a heavy breath as she continued to step away from the dining room area.
Suddenly her arms were clutched and her body was forcefully turned back when Delita just entered the living room. Alvin looked at him with a sharp look.
"In addition to difficult to express your feelings, you are also very difficult to discuss" he said with a slanted smile that made his face seem very haughty.
"What do you want to discuss with me?"
"Your wishes?" sahut Alvin fast. "Didn't you want a divorce?"
Again Alvin's speech made Delita feel the pain that was increasingly open.
"Do you intend to cancel your wish to divorce from me?" alvin asked as Delita remained silent. "Say what you want, and don't fulfill what you don't want. Try to fight your ego and prestige before you regret" It's cold.
"One more" continued Alvin still with a slanted look. "Honestly it'd be better for you in the future"
"Are you going to divorce me if I force you?" ask Delita at last. "Don't you ever say you'll never divorce me even if I insist?"
"Then what do you want now, if divorce will make you happy, I will"
"Where do you go that you say will keep me?"
"Just say if you don't want to get divorced from me, there doesn't need to be any length of time"
After saying that, Alvin threw Delita's hand violently, then walked towards the room leaving Delita who was still sculpting to feel the tightness that was squeezing her chest.
"Why is this sick?" gumam Delita. "Am I in love with her?"
Taking a deep breath, hoping that the tightness will decrease a little, but no, the pain is more pronounced.
The next morning, Delita accidentally did not come out of the room, making Alvin stare at the door of Delita's room with a confused look mixed curious. Until the hour left for the office, Delita still did not show the trunk of her nose. But Alvin must resist his curiosity if he wants to make Delita give up and finally express his feelings
****
When he had just opened the door, the cold Alvin was surprised by the appearance of the Hermawan sir who was so sad after his expulsion from the house of Mary.
Alvin had heard the news, that his mother-in-law had left and settled in America. Maria also briefly met with Alvin before leaving Macau to take care of Delita.
"What's wrong?" alvin asked flatly, as flat as the look of his expressionless eyes.
"Why see Delita, can you?"
Before replying, Alvin scanned Hermawan's body from head to toe.
"Get in" his order was still in his typical flat tone and then immediately stepped into Delita's room which turned out not to be in the key.
Slowly, Alvin walked closer to the bed.
"Del, your papah is looking for you"
Waving the blanket, Alvin's tone sounded very soft in Delita's ears, and it managed to make her heart more touched. The girl looked at Alvin who was standing at the side of the bed with both hands in his pants pocket.
"There's papa outside"
"Yes, your papah"
Moving down, Delita felt dizzy as she just got up.
"You sick Del?" ask Alvin to investigate.
"No, I just lack hours of sleep"
After saying that, Delita came out of the room and headed to where her papa was.
"Father"
"Outdoor"
"How are you doing, son?" They hugged each other miss.
"I'm good pah, papah how?"
"Father is also good" he said still in a hugging position. There Alvin looked at him with a branched highlight. One side he felt overwhelmed by the meeting of the woman he loved with his papa, the other side Alvin was fed up because it turned out that the man called Papah by his wife was none other than Pandu's real father. The man who has seized the affection of his father who is now no longer in the world.
"Del me to the office first"
Alvin's words just now, made their embrace unravel.
"Yes" replied Delita. "Vin" Call him two seconds apart, make Alvin step stop, then turn around.
"What's wrong?"
"Be careful"
"Yes" replied Alvin clumsily. This was the first time Delita had told him to be careful. And that, made Alvin warm up and secretly smile inwardly.
After Alvin lost sight, Delita returned to focus with the papah who seemed not as brave as before.
"Is he having breakfast?"
"Not Del"
"Then I make breakfast, papah wait here"
"Deli"
"Yes pah"
"Mamah and Dad are officially divorced"
Delita swallowed her saliva as soon as she heard her papa's words.
"All your mama Devano's treasures are in control, you don't even get a dime because Devano took over everything"
"That means, I don't have anything. Now, I live with the mercy of Alvin"
"Dell"
The call of Hermawan made Delita aware.
"I-iya pah"
"I'm sorry papa ruined everything"
Although sick and disappointed with the attitude of the papah, but Delita tried to get rid of the pain and prioritize the fate of the papah who may now be swallowing karma.
"I'll make breakfast first"
Without waiting for her answer, Delita went straight into the kitchen area while enduring the tightness that suddenly came from holding back tears.
Just entering the kitchen area, where there is a dining table that blends into the cooking room, Delita was surprised by the breakfast on the table. He believes it was Alvin who made it.
For a moment, Delita felt guilty with Alvin for his attitude that seemed to reject the presence of the man all along.
"Fast breakfast first yes" Delita ordered when returning to the living room with a sandwich and a cup of hot chocolate.
"Thank Del"
Silence, they were silent for quite a while. Delita continued to stare at Hermawan with a sad highlight. Didn't expect his family would be destroyed in a second. In the past, Delita felt her family was very harmonious and loving each other. But now, it was as if time reversed Delita's happiness which instantly turned 180 degrees.
"Have you called Pandu's brother?" tanyanya continued to pay attention to Hermawan who was enjoying a bite of bread for the umpteenth time.
"Yet" dust. When Hermawan tried to go to Pandu, he immediately kicked him out.
"I'll call Pandu's brother"
"For what Del, it's not necessary"
"Kak Pandu papah's son also, he deserves to know the condition of papah"
"Don't let your brother live happily without papah"
Sneaking slowly, Delita is forced to agree to her papa request, but she will still meet Pandu to discuss the fate of her papa and jointly care for him.
Seriate