The Promise of a Lavender
Prita's affair.

Part 6's

Fito throws a photo sheet in front of Prita. The cornered Prita doesn't say much. His face was flushed red, he was only able to duck without being able to look at Fito.

"My answer, is this what you said work, huh?!"

"Now what do you want?" ask Prita with a little height.

"You ask what I want? You should be aware, Prita. The one who should be asking is me, not you!"  Fierce Fito.

"I'm saturated, Fit. I want to be free."

"OK, if that's what you want. I'll talk you out right now. But remember! You get nothing from me, because I don't have any children from you."

"Well, can't do that, dong. Treasure must be divided by two."

"Okay, we split two. Now you answer my question. For five years you have been my wife and held the title of mistress of Fito, have you ever treated me as a husband? Did you ever take care of me when I was sick, and did you ever just give me water to welcome me home? No, right? Keep lightly you ask for treasure for two? Really crazy. Crazy, totally crazy you, Prita!"

There is a heated argument between Prita and Fito. Actually Fito already knows his wife's affair. However, only now did he reveal everything, when he found Prita naked with another man.

That night Fito is so angry with Prita, to calm his anger, Fito snatches the car keys and leaves his magnificent residence. I don't know where Fito is going, he just goes where the current stops him then.

...💞...

The rain was so heavy, Dara stared at the window from the corner of the living room that was not too big.

"Who are you waiting for, anyway?" ask Fira curiously.

"Wait for no one, kok, son."

Fira then approached Dara, the mother and child both stared at the window and enjoyed the heavy rain.

"Well, that's Om Fito's car." Show Fira.

Dara who daydreamed, now realized that the car had been stopped long enough in front of his house. In a hurry Dara grabbed an umbrella, and approached a sports car perched in front of her house. Dara tapped on the glass of the car that was tightly closed, then someone opened the glass of the car.

"Can I stop by?"

Seeing Fito's pale face, Dara was so pityed, a question arose in Dara's mind.

"You're cold, come in, I'll make honey tea to warm up."

Fito then got out of the car swiftly Dara pointed the umbrella at Fito. Now, they are under the same umbrella as Fito embracing Dara's body without the slightest rejection.

"Come in" Dara told Fito when they were in front of the house.

"Your husband, is there?" ask Fito full of probes.

Dara did not reply, she chose to leave Fito who was already sitting in the living room.

"Om Fito..," said Fira girang.

"Eh, you little whiny boy." Goda Fito jahil's.

"Ihh, Fira, no crybaby, Om."

Fito then rattled Fira's hair. While behind the kitchen wall, Dara felt her heart beat. Soon honey tea was ready for him to serve in front of Fito.

"Fir, it's eight. Let's finish your books, get that out of bed, yeah."

"Well, Mama, no fun, no."

"It's night, come on, sleep there," Fito said subtly to Fira.

The teenage girl then moved with a heavy heart. Yes, Fira still wants to linger with Fito. Being near Fito made Fira feel comfortable.

...💞...

Fito continued to stare at the cup before him. His gaze was sad as if a heavy burden was reaching him.

"Why are you, Fit?"

Fito gasped at Dara's question, a moment later he exhaled heavily.

"What do I do, Ra?"

"How's what?" ask Dara confused.

Fito took out a photograph from his pocket and handed it to Dara. Dara who saw the photo felt sorry, Dara knew that the woman was Fito's wife.

"Actually I know that my wife is playing behind my back. But, I didn't think that the affair had gone that far...."

"If you're in my position, what are you doing, Ra?"

"I will endure, and try to forgive."

"But I don't want to wear the same stuff as anyone else. It's hard for me to share, Ra."

Dara chose to be quiet. Suppose he is in the position of Fito, maybe Dara will choose a divorce. For abstaining from eating the rest of others. While listening to Fito's story, Dara suddenly heard something from Fito's direction. Sontak Dara asked...,

"You haven't eaten yet?" ask Dara iba.

Fito simply shook his head while holding his melodious tummy. Worms in Fito's stomach have been protesting, demanding the right to be filled immediately. Dara immediately got up from her seat, preparing the menu that was still left at the dining table.

"Let's eat first, there happens to be a side dish. It's okay to eat this?" ask Dara worried.

Fito who saw the shrimp balado and half a plate cap cay was immediately tempted. The man sat down on the dining table chair, quickly putting a plate of rice in front of Fito.

What is this way of serving a husband? Ask Fito in his mind.

"Eat a lot" said Dara.

"Aren't you going to eat?" ask Fito.

"I've eaten with Fira."

Next is only the silence created. Fito enjoys a dish that Dara treats. While Dara enjoyed Fito who devoured his cooking.

"Your husband is at home with your rich cook wife, Ra."

"Huh?"

"Yes, your husband must often praise your cooking. Your cooking is good, Ra. I can taste your cooking again sometime, right?"

"If you're done eating, go home quickly. It's night, Fit."

Not knowing what to answer, Dara's lips were only able to tell Fito to go home. Though Dara actually still wants to be near Fito, Dara is afraid to let Fito alone. Because Fito is currently in a state of turmoil because his household is on the edge of the horn.

...💞...

Rain no longer falls, but why do tears still flow? I don't know what Dara was thinking, that night after Fito's departure, she was so sad that she was not restrained. Only Fito's shadow dominates without leaving.

Actually Dara wanted to contact Fito, just ask if Fito was home or not. Many times the question sentence he typed. However, Dara has not allowed the sentence to arrive on Fito's phone. In a question that collided with sadness, Dara's phone suddenly rang. Fito's name is on his screen. Without waiting for long, Dara immediately pressed the green button on her phone.

"Hallo," said Dara.

"You haven't slept?"

"Are you home?"

"Surely you're worried about me, Ra?"

"I can't sleep. I'm afraid something's happened. Your mind is in chaos, Fit."

Fito laughed crisply. There was a sense of happiness when Dara expressed her feelings.

"From tomorrow, when I start to open my eyes, I'll send you a message, so you don't worry anymore."

"Fito's base is weird," ledek Dara.

"Sleep, I'll keep you company, Ra."

"In company?" ask Dara confused.

"Yes, don't turn the phone off, I want to go with you to bed, Ra. Because you're afraid of the dark."

"Do you remember everything?" ask Dara lirih.

"Nothing I've forgotten in the least about you, Dara."

Dara smiled happily, and a moment later, her tears fell slowly. Dara feels guilty because Dara once thought that Fito forgot himself and their memories.

T. B. C

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