Obsession (Married Siri)
Ex-husband

"Milio ...!" Ranti immediately hugged him as soon as she got into the house. There was a great guilt in his heart.  He knew, Zain was being unkind at the moment, and he was not accompanying him completely.

"Eat already?" ranti asked while stroking Zain's hair.

"It." Zain was glad his mother had come home.

"Pinteeeerr ... What's new? Mama's coming?" Randy sat on the carpet.

          Ranti joined Lego to accompany Zain. He could still feel Zain's anger and sadness yesterday. As much as possible Ranti invited her son to chat. Not infrequently Ranti makes a funny voice so that Zain does not get bored, also to turn on their chat.

"Building first .. has praying not?" ask Bu Vishnu yan just entered the room.

"Already, Ma. Praying too."

"That's what's out there you're not invited in?"

"Have come home, Ma .. "elak Ranti.

Bu Vishnu sighed. Vishnu knew that was only Ranti's excuse. He saw that the luxury car had not moved, which meant that it was not not not invited to enter, but should not be entered by his daughter. Bu Vishnu drew a knotty smile.

"A long struggle" he said in his heart.

           In the car Darren was still sitting in the steering wheel. Looking expectantly at his wife's house, listening to them chat. The words heard were not clear, but did not diminish his interest. How much he wanted to pour in there, and dissolve in their company, to be in the midst of that warmth. The warmth of a family he dreamed of. Darren blew his breath. Feeling enough, Darren started driving his car.

**

           It was late, but Ranti still could not sleep. Several times he flipped his body, but still remained awake. His mind began to wander, remembering a phone call from Bayu yesterday.

"Zayn!" the kid comes right through." Could Bayu be taking Zain?"

          Merta Ranti sat down. Yesterday he was very angry, only remembering his fate first and struggling with his own emotions. But tonight, he who had calmed down could use his brain again.

"Zayn. Zain is my son. My own son! Bayu has no right to Zain! " Ranti wrathfully returns.

"No, I have to calm down ..." Ranti set her breath trying to calm down so that her mind was clearer.

"Foster Rights! Bayu will demand custody of Zain? Now that Zain is 4 years old, he should still have custody of me. He couldn't possibly not know this. If it's not Custody, then what?" Ranti tries to guess the real reason for Bayu. Ranti took her phonsel on the nightstand and looked at him for quite a while, like weighing something.

**

          Tomorrow goes on as usual. Ranti is in the office until noon, after which she has to spend her time in Darren's luxury home. There is nothing special, Ranti just has to slightly lower her ego again and again. And Ranti was still struggling with her grief in her heart. Zaina. Obviously it is impossible for Ranti to leave or just be sidelined. Zain is his life. His life!

         About Ranti, Darren couldn't possibly not understand her. Her unsettled heart was clearly visible in Darren's eyes. Although Ranti did not say it, but Darren still knew that something was weighing on her heart. Something big.

         Ranti who seems calm, does whatever Darren wants without objection, it raises a question mark for Darren.

"This woman, what's been bothering her? Until I can't divert it."

        Darren was so curious, what kind of problem Ranti was facing. But Ranti is still Ranti. He won't complain to anyone! And Darren knows it!.

Seeet!

        Darren pulls Ranti's hand which is massaging her arm making Ranti's body attracted towards him. Ranti was startled and threw a questioning look at Darren. Darren looked back at him then carefully looked at Ranti's face. There was an anxiety murat in Ranti's eyes and it was clear she didn't sleep well last night. His anger suddenly appeared.

"Later to sleep here!"

Ranti furrowed her brows confusedly,"No!"

"Don't argue!"

"I must accompany Zain!" Ranti thrashed, trying to release Darren's hand grip.

"Comm ... " Darren sighed, he softened."Has Zain not improved?"

Ranti was surprised for a moment and nodded."Emn ...."

         His anger slowly dissipated alternately with sadness." Zayn ..." Ranti watched Darren again, her heart slightly touched. His boss noticed his son.

         Darrenpun softened, he slipped a strand of Ranti's hair behind his ear and stroked Ranti's head.

"I'll stay at your house. Don't resist! Zain needs a father figure right now. Although I'm not his father, I love him."

        Ranti was surprised and worried. What Darren said was true, Zain needed a father figure at this time. But he also fears that Zain will have to lose Darren when they part ways.

"Emm .. maybe next time," she refused.

"Listen to me" Darren confirmed sitting down and facing their faces." Zain is very clever and very secretive. If he had always kept everything to himself, we would never know when it would explode. And when that happens, it's too late, isn't it?" Darren looked into Ranti's eyes, trying to persuade her.

"Then, let's just pick Zain up here, or .. we'll stay at the hotel. Just say we work but only briefly so can all holidays. Okay?"

Ranti shook her head."Don't need. Zain is good ..." Ranti reviews the smile to convince Darren that Zain is already good.

          Again. Darren tried to dive into his wife's heart."Right, that's Zain. But also something else."  His anger overflowed again, Darren tightened his teeth and left Ranti.

****

         Until dinner time, Darren was still nowhere to be seen. Ranti is very agitated. He wants to go home soon!

"Bi Imah, Auntie see Mr. Darren no?"

"No mistress ..." Bi Imah replied respectfully and helplessly as it could not help. Her mistress looked very agitated.

"It's late bi, I want to go home, but they won't let me out and Mr. Darren is still not seen either ... " Ranti is agitated and anxious, she wants to go home and accompany Zain.

"Mrs should take a shower first, I'll find mister. Later the lady brought him dinner, hopefully the master is not angry anymore, how?"

        Ranti weighed for a moment and nodded in agreement. He then went up to the main room, his room with Darren.

***

       The secret room in the house. Darren stared at the monitor screen in a giddy manner. The screen was showing Ranti who was climbing the stairs to the main room.

In the same room, Nicko and Ricky are silent, do not know and do not dare to say a word. Just whispering among them.

"What did you report to the boss?" Look at Nicko for Ricky. I don't know why Nicko was angry at his friend.

"So the Boss asked for Ranti's phone check. So I reported. It turned out that her ex-husband contacted her yesterday" Ricky explained in a whisper. Then dumbfounded! He looked at Nicko who was looking at him fiercely.

"Why? Am I wrong for saying that? Come on, I'm not just doing what he's asking!" But Nicko doesn't slack off. "Shais ...! Is it my fault!" Ricky started to get stuck too.

"Who are you calling "him" to?"

Ricky finally got it."Oh, sorry! That means Mrs Boss. Mistress Boss got a phone call from her ex-husband," The crisp grin still settled on her face for a few seconds. " Stupid!!" He cried to himself.

****

       Ranti came down and immediately looked for Bi Imah.

"Bi Donna, is dinner ready?"

"Yes Madam .. This is a bit heavy, so just use a trolley, let help the other waitresses, yes ...."

"Yes Bi, thank you."

Bi Imah replied with a smile and patted Ranti on the shoulder."Good luck ...." Rantipun smile. Good atmosphere, hopefully also produce good.

        Darren's waiting in the study. He came out of his secret room and had told Bi Imah of his whereabouts.

Tokk Tokk

       The door opened, Ranti stepped in with a charming smile. Darren, although his heart harbors anger, but seeing Ranti smiling sweetly at him, his heart seems to stop beating! And his heart fell to the floor. Meleleehhh ...! Darren only regained consciousness after Ranti touched his shoulder.

"Goddessa...!" Soon Darren mastered his consciousness again.

"Sir Darren? We have dinner first ... " Ranti asked gently. He was certainly reluctant to do so, but for the sake of being able to go home, he would try everything!

"E-mmm ..." Darren replied coldly and as if uninterested. His heart was still as pure as porridge.

       Ranti completely paralyzed him. By wearing a white dres that fell to form his body and slightly laughed. Clamp a pinch of her hair and then let it slide. Her facial grin might make her as beautiful as "DEWI". Until Darren cursed in his heart.

"Sy woman! I should have punished you, tortured you! But why am I the helpless ...."

After a while, Darren realized what his wife was doing. She smiled a complicated smile."Wanna fight me? Just try!"