KNITTING THE FLAKES OF LOVE
26 Happy Family's
The image looked at Pram who was looking at his phone without blinking. Jaw tightens. He doesn't seem to be in good condition. There was something that made his face stiffen with anger.
Seeing her husband, Citra did not want to bother and asked further. He does not want to get involved with problems that have nothing to do with him. She believes Pram is more in control, moreover she has never been involved in the decision-making that her husband has been doing so far.
After performing the zuhr prayer he wanted to meet his two children and spend time with them. He did not want the time togetherness of his two children just passed. There are a lot of things he wants to talk about with Kinar.
Intentionally Citra stepped slowly so that his departure was not known Pram who is now busy fiddling with his phone with his back to himself.
Crc ....
Pram heard the sound of the door opening. As he turned his head his wife's slender body had already come out quickly. Pram. He should not pay attention to cell phones during their family togetherness.
When being gathered like this, he should be able to prove to Citra, that he has changed and wants to strengthen their relationship that had been divorced.
She just received a short message from Widya saying she had separated from her boyfriend. Widya says that there is a misunderstanding that they both have to straighten out.
That's what pisses Pram off. All the photos of their togetherness were sent Widya accompanied by emoticons love that made Pram feel disgusted. Now he realizes that Widya cannot be underestimated. He is worried that his family will see the photos sent by Widya, and the girl will become more desperate.
Feeling that his phone is clean from all the memories of the togetherness that intertwined between him and Widya, Pram got up from the sofa. Only the smell of vanilla perfume and shampoo was left in their rooms.
Pram shook his head realizing that Citra deliberately avoided their togetherness. This time he had to really prove that there was no more relationship going on between him and Widya.
He will try to bring Citra back home. For Widya's problem, he must be firm and not give any opportunities. Pram is grateful to have not been involved too far in their relationship.
Inexplicably he is so dark of serving eyes and enjoys all the touches of Widya and belittles his own wife in front of Sigit. Her eyes opened wide and realized that the image was the best woman who had given a pair of jewels that became light in their lives.
After freshening up by taking a shower and changing into casual clothes Pram settles down in the bed. His eyes looked at the ceiling. The hope is that Citra will return to the room to quench the thirst that she is now beginning to feel.
One hour, two hours ...
His eyes do not want to be closed still waiting for the presence of Citra who has not returned. Lazily Pram got up from the bed. He stepped into the side room. Slowly he knocked on the door.
Crc ....
“Assalamu’alaikum ... “ Pram said hello to see his little son who opened the door.
“Wa’alaikumsalam ... “ Damar replied with a big smile to see the arrival of his father who now looks fresh after bathing.
After opening the door Damar immediately sat in front of a television that was lined with carpets and watched the shows of his favorite children.
Pram closed the door back. He gave a view to the room. Kinar was sitting on the couch playing with a headset attached to his ear. He directed a smile as his gaze collided with Pram.
His eyes were fixed on Citra who was now asleep in Damar's single bed with the laptop still on. He breathed in air and let out slowly. He realized there had been no two-way communication between himself and Citra.
He wanted Citra to be as open and warm as it used to be with the little attention that made his morning colorful. Four days they have been together. Citra never starts to open up a conversation about their little family.
Citra no longer asks how the work and condition of the company that he always did during the Pram move at the headquarters. He was now more efficient by the way, just a thin smile that he always carved from the red lips of brick, which is now something that is very interesting for Pram.
He missed all the carelessness and attention of the image that at that time bored him. Though the views and opinions of his wife when he was experiencing difficulties due to deadlines and clients who were difficult to compromise, making the work he did and the decisions he took so easy. All suggestions and input Citra during the fillow talk can he execute the next day in the field.
At first, everything his wife said was the same as the contents of his head, only he was not sure to start. But Citra always managed to convince that the step he took was very appropriate and can be considered to start something big step.
Just because Citra was not 12 hours beside him, he forgot all the moral support his wife had done. His mind had confused Widya, who with all the charm he had made him dare to play with heart.
Now Citra just listen without commenting on anything he says and wants without any desire to protest or just exchange ideas. Fortunately, Damar and Kinar became intermediaries so that communication could be created.
But he believes the ice of Citra will melt as well, especially Damar and Kinar began to behave as they did before their exit from home. He felt sad to remember back then.
After making peace with his heart, he walked up to Kinar and stroked his daughter's hair, who was now a teenager, and shook her body beside Kinar. His eyes turned on the television screen that still shows the favorite children's film Damar.
“Filmnya fun pa ... “ said Damar without taking a look from the tv screen.
“No longer want to walk?” Pram offered himself to both.
“Capek has been all day,” sela Kinar while removing the headset, “Sleepers too. If night time may be, mumpung has not returned to the house eyang.”
“Certain pa. The movie is also great!” Damar added.
“Good. Ntar Malem we eat out all shopping. I have also long said we do not eat outside,” Pram obey the wishes of both of his children.
“Asyik .. shopping.” Damar jump pleasure.
He had not been out for a long time. He wants to buy a new toy. His friends at school always tell stories that they are always updated with the latest toys that usually appear in television commercials.
“Great spirit,” Kinar staring Damar, “Definitely want to buy games ...”
Damar nodded. For a long time he had not invited his papa out to snack and buy the latest toys. Fortunately, every Saturday his mother came and took him and his cousin Arya to the mall, although he did not always buy the toys he wanted.
“Mbak want to shop what?” Pram looked at his little daughter who was now growing up a teenager and increasingly independent.
“Ntar see later on .... “ Kinar is still thinking about the item he wants.
During this time his mother always took time to take them walking and shopping on weekends. All her needs as a teenage daughter are more than fulfilled.
“Pa, I want to sleep first yes. I'm so tired. Preparation for the road later tonight,” he said with a sweet smile on his lips.
“Alright,” Pram nodded his head.
Kinar got up from the sofa walking towards the bed that was position side by side with his mother who was still asleep.
Pram moved the tv channel once he realized that Damar was already asleep downstairs. Because there is no interesting tv show, he immediately turned off the tv through the remote control in his hand.
The view goes down. He picked up the cushion of the sofa chair and then placed the head of his little son. He kissed Damar's forehead with a lingering feeling of guilt.
He could not stop thinking about the crazy idea that had been present in his mind. How could he possibly swap his little family for a Widya, a seductress secretary who makes him stray and misguided. Fortunately, the steps he took were not too far away.
The way home he went was not as easy as he thought. The house that had become the most comfortable place even he damaged himself consciously. Although now it has returned, but all needs to be a process to make it as before.
Pram now stepped closer to the bed where his wife was. The laptop on the side of the nightstand is still on. He sat on the side of Citra's head. His fingers stroked the wife's hair with a raging feeling.
He stroked his wife's tapered cheeks which were now getting well-groomed. He realized that his love for Citra was still the same. Especially with the lunge and the ability of his wife in the world of work that makes many people praise Adam, making his pride as a husband even greater.
It would be foolish to think that Widya is the right ideal woman to accompany her. Only because Widya is able to arouse the passion of the young soul that is present due to boredom of the routine in work.
He sees Widya as a woman who has made him feel in love again, and gives encouragement in everyday life. But he realized, as well as the image in the eyes of other men. There are still many men who want their wives if they get to the end point of their marriage.
He will not be able to release the image to other men. So many beautiful stories have come between them, and he hopes that the story will never end, and that more and more stories will be created.
Pram increasingly convinced himself, that a beautiful story that he would create in the future for the sake of their small family that has been built. After being satisfied to see the face of his wife, he finally settles down beside Citra.
Of course a single bed is not an ideal place for its high posture. But Pram remains reckless. In order for him to go to bed with his wife, he immediately grabbed Citra's body and embraced it tightly.
A few moments later, the image woke up. He felt tired after a few days of being involved in a wedding. If Pram does not mess up the schedule that he has arranged maybe he is currently relaxing in Solo with his two children.
The material he was going to deliver later, Samuel just sent by email this morning. He has to catch up with the time to organize and make his presentation. Fortunately, before falling asleep, he still had time to work on the material he had to bring at the seminar later.
His eyes blinked trying to collect lives that had not yet fully returned. A new sturdy hand is realized to be on his stomach. The sound of heavy breathing was felt close to his ears.
“Mas ... “ for not being able to let go of Pram's hand that so tightly hugged her, made Citra wake her husband.
He saw the clock showing at four o'clock. For more than two hours he was asleep. He did not know what other plans Pram made with his two children. As long as Kinar and Damar are happy, he will follow wherever Pram takes them.
“Hm ... “ Pram sounds heavy.
He still wants to feel the warmth with his wife. He will not let time pass without trying to make Citra melt on him.
“Papa and mama kok sleeping here?” damar's voice made Pram's eyes wide open.
He quickly woke up from the fall. A big smile was created on his lips. He stroked the shoulder of Citra who was staring at him with a wrinkled eel.
“Papa and mama want to feel the sleep in his bed mas .... “ unreasonable reasons came out of Pram's mouth, to cover the curiosity of his little son.
“Kan bed mama and papa more big, why even sleep a rush here?” Damar was still not satisfied with his father's answer.
“Say to walk this afternoon ... “ the sound of Kinar fresh out of the bathroom interrupted those who were still looking at each other.
“O yes, papa forgot. Mas said he wanted to walk and shop for toys ... “ finally Pram found a gap to escape the gaze of Damar who looked at him full of search.
“Way where?” The image quickly got out of bed.
Pram looked at him with a pus.
“Ikut aja maa, mumpung papa no time ... “ replied Kinar quickly.
“Good. Mama will be ready.”
“Assyik, we go .... “ Damar cheer with pleasure.
Kinar just laughed a little at Damar's enthusiasm. Smile on the face of Citra. Pram can see it clearly. This is what he should have done. Always and always make your family happy. Not even playing with fire that makes him sick himself. At last he was neglected.
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