KNITTING THE FLAKES OF LOVE
Chapter 12
Angrily, Citra turned her eyes to the file still on the table, and took it.
“I have been khilaf comparing you with Widya,” said Pram lirih.
“I don't know what changed your decision, Mr. Pram. But I'm not interested.” Citra does not want to look at Pram's face. He busied himself by reading the files in his hands. He knew Pram was upset because he didn't care. “Emang dicuekin. All this time where aja, bang..” Inner Citra, with the tip of her eyes saw Pram who looked riled with indifference.
“I will accept whatever punishment you will give, Yang.” Pram said gently.
The image of snorting, it had long since been an unheard call in his ears. As long as their relationship is still normal, Pram is indeed a romantic man, and Citra is happy for Pram's treatment when they are married in 14 years.
But like a dot, broken milk, Pram's recognition of his relationship with Widya has damaged trust, and slowly eroded the love that exists, because he does not accept betrayal, whatever the form.
“I will fight to get your trust back.” Pram said confidently. He was still inhaling the remnants of Citra's fragrant aroma that had sat beside him. His gaze was unmoved looking at the image that was in cuek mode.
“You don't have to do that for me, but do it for Damar and Kinar.” Saut Cold image. Every time I heard Pram's words, the shadow of rejection came back in his eyes. “And maybe you have prepared the files that I might have to sign. I will be cooperative and will not complicate the divorce process you want.” There was a bitter tone from Citra's lips. He does not want to be swayed in uncertainty.
Pram gasped at hearing Citra's words. Is it true that Citra is ready to part with him, “I believe that love is still there for me. And I will not let the young man snatch you from my side.” Pram straightened the position of his body that was leaning back relaxed. He pretended not to hear what Citra had just said.
“Do not involve others for problems that occur.” The image reverses the words Pram once said to her.
Pram smiled thinly, “I will be patient going through everything. The young man was nothing compared to me.” his words were full of confidence.
“I want you to look at Pramono Erlangga. No need to be pithy, there are still many better than you. And did not you yourself say that our marriage already feels bland. Maybe I am not perfect like your secretary.” The image of sighing and exhaling heavily, “If the time we have so far no longer has meaning for you, then I will survive for the sake of children. We will begin to struggle in search of happiness even though we are no longer together.”
Hearing Citra's words made Pram's heart beat faster than usual. His mind worked quickly recalling how Citra's treatment in the meeting room calmed the young man.
“I will not let anyone disturb the integrity of our household.” Pram looked at Citra sharply, but Citra did not care. He sighed again, the indifferent and heartless mode had returned to Citra. But Pram has been determined to restore Citra when they feel the sweetness of the household.
Citra does not want to remember the sweet memories of their household that has been more than 1 decade. He will look straight ahead and walk with confidence. It is time to continue his struggle with raising children even without being accompanied by a man.
“Mama had a heart attack this morning. He wants us to visit him with the kids. Mas Singgih and mbak Gayatri directly fly to Jogja.” Finally Pram broke the silence that occurred between them, “Lusa wedding pak dhe Karwo, I hope we can come together.”
Citra stared at Pram at a glance did not respond to him. He felt uncomfortable with Pram's gaze as if skinning him alive. With indifference, Citra immediately cleaned up her work. He does not want to slip again on the charm of Pram who has frozen his heart and feelings all this time. Pram easily wants to return after asking him to distance himself from Pram's life. The clock in Pram's room chimed 12 times indicating a time of rest.
The knock on the door blew away each other's thoughts. Pram grabs the remote on the table and unlocks the room. Roby entered the room followed by Widya who looked at the two with a sense of curiosity. He did not expect Pram would lock the room when alone with Citra, and it made him emotional. Raut Widya was not happy to look at Citra, but who was stared at where it cared. After all, that's none of his business. The important thing is that he has completed the state duties charged against him, even by increasing the rest time in his apartment later.
Pram sure, will be able to break the concrete built by his wife. The ultimate weapon is children. And the first thing he will do is fight to regain the trust of their children. If it had been obtained, then Citra would be difficult to reject it. Both are weaknesses of the image. A small smile on Pram's full lips, making Widya and Roby gawk.
“I will pray first. Let Widya accompany them to lunch. If there is still time, we will follow.” replied Pram quickly.
After Widya and Citra left the two in the room, Roby tried to hold back her smile.
“Master, try to reflect ..” Roby can not hold his mouth to not comment on the appearance of the boss.
Pram was surprised to hear Roby's words and immediately walked hurriedly to the sink behind his study. “Astagfirullahaladjim..” He cursed Widya who had stolen a kiss so as to stick a lipstick stick on her lips. It's just fitting that Citra did not want to look at his face when faced earlier.
Shame on Citra being caught cheating has dropped her confidence. He could not dodge, Citra would certainly look down on his actions, but not only this time, Citra caught him walking with Widya. Pram removed the lipstick remnants at the tip of his lips and washed it with water. He did not dare to guess, what was now in the mind of Citra.
With a feeling of arrogance Widya accompanied Citra and her colleagues. Riding two separate cars, Widya and Dirman joined the office driver, because Ms. Yanti and Ms. Rahma did not join them, with the reason of wanting to prepare an unfinished report in the audit. Imagery and colleagues using the car office service.
At the time of BERTO’a did not feel Pram's tears dripping, given how cold the attitude of Citra. He did not find the look of tenderness full of affection that always poured out in the bright eyes. He had instilled hatred in the spot, so that no more warmth was emanated there.
Especially with the events Widya lipstick left on her lips, of course it will make Citra hate him even more. He was angry and angry with Widya's actions that this morning had stolen a kiss when he tidied the file on his desk.
He wishes in prayer that the Power may restore that tender loving gaze only to him. He wants his household intact again, without involving others in it, and he does not want anyone to interfere with the integrity of his household which is now faltering. He will try harder to conquer the frozen heart of Citra. And he will begin to struggle near their two hearts.
Mushala began to be quiet, the workers have returned to their respective places. Roby realizes only he and Pram are staying there. Roby saw his boss' shoulder shaken. He was surprised, only this time he saw a Pramono Erlangga Wijaya look hit. Roby became worried whether this had anything to do with the auditors, and their company was in trouble so the boss was acting strangely like that.
“Master, you okay?” Roby patted Pram's shoulder, which was still down, by closing both hands on his face. Roby becomes worried, he sits next to Pram and leaves his boss who has not changed his body position.
Hearing Roby's voice resuscitates Pram from his grief. He quickly wiped the tears that were still flowing on his handsome face that began to be overgrown with mustaches and bewok. During Citra's departure and the children from home, he did not have time to shave. Because so far the most frequent protest is Kinar. He flipped his seat to face Roby.
Roby looked at his boss' red eyes. Looks of grief enveloped the handsome face that usually always appears confident. Today Roby saw the human side that was clearly depicted on Pram's face.
“I have been a failed husband.” Pram tried to bring out the grunts in his heart, because he had no place to share his household problems. He was too selfish to admit wrongdoing and asked Singgih and Gayatri for help to improve their household, especially softening the heart of Citra.
