Winarsih Waiting
Episode 21

"Do you have a husband?" Genta's face looks a little moody, maybe true said Pita, that Genta has a taste for me. 

"Yes, I'm married." 

"Let me realize, my love is clapping one hand." Ribbon suddenly sang making Genta glare at him. Pita pretended not to know. 

"It hurts when love claps one hand, but it hurts even more to see you hurt." Pita sneered as if she were reading a poem, as she glanced at Genta. 

"Udah deh, don't be serious, ntar more pain it's heart. Up to the side of my bully, do not get out the eyes," said Pita because Genta continues to look at him with enlarged eyeballs. 

"Why did you get crying?" genta asked, after which Pita no longer let out a voice. "he's a husband or an ex?"

"Legonally he's still my husband."

"Lost have ha–"

"It could be quiet, no! It's noisy!" bentak Genta cut the pita's swag. But Genta's clash made his cousin giggle. 

"Quiet, Bro. I know it's heartbroken, but you have to be strong. Sometimes we don't have to get what we want" after Pita was satisfied laughing, she approached Genta, then sat right next to him and patted his cousin on the back, maybe he wanted to give reinforcement to the glasses guy. 

"What did the man do until you cried?" the Genta jaw looks hardened, like it is holding back emotions. Could it be that she was emotionally watching me get hurt? 

Drr! Drr! Drr! 

Sounds like an hp vibration. We looked at our respective phone, it turns out that the sound is hp Pita. 

"Hello!" 

"Oh, yes. All right, I'm there, sir." there's a Pita voice answering the person who called her.

"I go home first yes, Boss tell me to replace Risa, she's sick again he said. Your number is not active? No matter what I go first." said Pita after receiving the phone call. I saw the phone in my hand, I just remembered that I turned it off when Mas Roby called me. 

"Just go, yuk!" take me. I also want to get out of my seat. 

"Oh, no no no, you're here with Genta, you're fucked. Let Genta comfort you," Pita pulled me away from sitting. "My dear cousin, please take care of my friend, I'm about to retreat" Pita put her palms together, then lowered her head and walked backwards. There was only her attitude that made me smile. 

"Basic, koplak!" Genta throws the ball towards Pita, Pita runs away from Genta's throw. 

Now it's just me and Genta, silent noiseless. I don't know what to say, Genta's down. He plays the HP in his hand.

"Gen, let's go home, yuk!" take me after a few minutes we just shut up. 

"I still want to be here, Win, just like you." she said, looking at me. His gaze made something inside my chest tremble, his eyes were sad as if begging for mercy. Our eyes momentarily clashed against each other. 

"Win, didn't you want to tell me about your life before you met me?" genta's question was like an irresistible request, to me. But I don't know where to start. 

"Well, what do you want to know?"

"Everything," he said, he still kept looking at me, making me misbehave. 

"Just ask, I don't know where to tell you" I asked. 

"Where's your husband now?" I just shook my head. 

"meaning?" he asked quickly, as if impatiently waiting for my answer. 

"Can't you?" 

"She left me, while I was pregnant, and she called me again after more than a year away without any news."

"Huh!? Seriously?" It's like I don't accept what happened to me.

Then I told him everything, ranging from Mas Roby left until my son who is currently foster by Mbak Mira. When I told him about Mas Roby there were no more tears coming out of my net, but when I told him about Bening, I could not help it. There is a deep longing I feel. 

Occasionally there was a snubbing sound from Genta's mouth on the sidelines of my story. Maybe he was angry at what happened to me, as if he also felt what I felt at that time. Now that I feel calm, when I tell Genta everything, there is no more pain in my heart. 

I cannot deny, when I was with Genta, there was a calm I felt but I tried to pull him off. Her cold but caring attitude made me hold a little bit of a sense to her, even though I realized I would only harbor her because of the status I was holding right now. 

Kerr… 

Suddenly a voice came from my stomach, I had been feeling hungry since then but because I felt bad for Genta, so I did not tell him. I saw Genta standing up. 

"Well, we're looking for food" Genta asked, he reached out his hand to me and I greeted him, then Genta pulled my hand so I could stand up. "what do you want to eat?" tanyanya. 

"It's up to you" I replied. Genta stepped, he did not let go of my hand from his grasp, I tried to keep up with his long strides. Genta took me out of that place. 

"Why not eat here?" I asked when we got out of the cafe. 

"I don't like the food here. We ate somewhere else." he answered, he opened the car door for me, it made me feel treated special. 

"Focus driving dong, Gen, danger!" I said, reminding Genta who drives while occasionally playing his cellphone. I don't know what he's doing with his smart phone. 

After about ten minutes on the way, Genta finally parked his car in a seafood restaurant. The clapper was like a rush out of his car, it turned out he wanted to open the car door for me immediately. Then Genta took my hand and took me inside the restaurant. Then we sat down at his desk where there was a number sixteen. 

We were sitting in a chair, a waiter came with two drinks and placed them in front of us. In front of me was warm orange juice, while in front of Genta was cold soursop juice. 

"Whose order is this?" I wonder at the waiter.

"Order on behalf of Mr. Genta, ma'am." replied the girl I expected to be almost the same age as me. I looked at the smiling Genta. 

"Take a drink," he said. "you like warm orange juice, right?" I just nodded answering his question. I wonder, where does Genta know my favorite drink? Did he ask her if there was a ribbon? 

Genta and I have never been out, if we only met at home. But Genta seems to know me well. I'm even more flattered by it. 

Not long later came another waiter with a menu of food, there is a fried gurame of pasture sauce, fried squid flour with sauce, and also crab with a large size. All the food on the table was so tempting it made me swallow saliva. It turned out that Genta had booked it earlier when we were on our way. 

"Come, eaten. Don't be ashamed, it's over." Genta seemed to eat voraciously, while I was confused about which one to eat, wanting all hehehe. 

"This, aa… ." Genta is about to feed me.

"No, I can eat it myself" I said, then I cut the fish and ate it with rice. Finally the taste of the condolence that was present, now lost with the pleasure of the dish in front of the eyes, did not feel all the food that was served has moved, now there are fish bones left on the table. The stomach is filled to the full. 

"Win, can I ask you something?" ask Genta after we finish eating. 

"Ask what?" 

"If your husband comes and asks you to come back, how about it?" tanyakanya. I fell silent, what should I answer with that question? 

Seriate...