Istikharah
Suspicious

At midnight blind, Calina's phone rang. Someone called him.

Calina looked at Leon who was still fast asleep and not disturbed by the ringing of his phone.

"What else is it?" Calina asked curtly as she picked up her phone. He whispers for fear of bothering Leon.

"When do you run away until when?" There was a heavy sound from across there. Yeah, who else would've sounded if not the jerk.

"Enough! Don't bother us anymore!" Calina snapped at the caller because she was already very upset. He immediately turned off his phone so that no one would disturb his night's sleep.

Once again he saw the still slumbering Leon. With a slow movement he got off the bed. The destination is the balcony. He wanted to calm himself for a moment.

What Calina doesn't know, actually, was that Leon was awake. It's just that he pretended to be asleep. Leon thought to himself, Who called Calina these nights? Then why is Calina so angry?

Leon is determined in his heart to find out for himself the problem of Calina if his wife is determined not to share the story. Leon was sure, it was no trivial matter. If it was trivial, there was no way Calina would be that angry, right?

Secretly Leon catches up with Calina on the balcony. "Nights like this why sit outside?"

Calina who did not expect to be visited by Leon was aghast. Himself surprised. Leon came suddenly. "You're ngagetin. Here sit!" Calina patted the bench next to her.

Leon sat down next to Calina. "What's wrong? Looks like there's a problem" guess Leon. He looked at Calina. "I'm your husband, if there's anything, you should tell me. Not on your own," he continued.

Calina shook her head slowly. "I'm fine. Do I look like a bad guy?" Calina who does not know Leon heard the conversation just now continues to evade and convince Leon that he is okay.

Leon is getting suspicious. There must be something Calina has hidden. But he chose to calm down and pretend he didn't know anything. "You hang out like this a lot?" ask Leon.

"Rarely. Just when you want to" replied Calina. He looked straight ahead. Towards the skyscraper which is currently decorated with lights.

Leon nodded. "It's real good to enjoy the night view like this." Leon also looked straight ahead.

"Leon..." Calina called Leon slowly.

"What's wrong?" Leon turned to Calina and looked at her fixedly.

"If one day I..." Calina did not continue her sentence. He was silent.

"One of your moments?"

"If one day I want to go to Europe. You give me permission, don't you?" Calina just asked. The real question he wanted to ask was not that. But since he could not ask, he finally asked the origin.

"Can. But wait for my money, okay?" answer Leon.

"OKAY. We can go for a trip of three. To France, maybe?"

"The whole of Europe is okay too, but if we have money. Otherwise, virtual streets." Leon chuckles.

Calina also chuckled.

"Sleep again, yuk! Tomorrow I work" said Leon and approved by Calina.

Both of them rushed back to sleep. Leon could not fall asleep. He pretended to close his eyes. Because in his mind right now there is still Calina.

What happened to Calina? Why is it so weird lately?

Because it's not just this once Leon caught Calina like this. Before that it was often. And Calina's answer is always the same.

***

Today is Hamdani's last day at work. Next he will retire. Knowing her father is about to retire, Arini takes her father on duty for the last time.

"Papa be careful, yes!" Arini kissed the back of her father's hand.

"Yes" replied Hamdani.

"Dadahh's... Opa." Arini raised Jasmine's hand like a waving person.

"Grandfather. Not Opa. Later in the thought of Oppa-Oppa Korea," Hamdani protest. Actually, he was just kidding. He called anything no problem. Want Grandpa, Opa, Mbah, or whatever it is okay.

"Prohibited protests. Thou... Opa."

"Bad... Jasmine's." Hamdani waved her hand at Jasmine and Arini. He then disappeared from Arini's view because it was disguised with people passing by.

After driving her father to work, Arini began to walk alone with the Body. This time it is still a mall. He wanted to buy a toy for Jasmine.

When about to enter the mall, Arini was hit by four herds of SD boys. The fourth is men.

"Sorry, Auntie, we didn't mean it" said the boy whose body was the smallest. "You guys, the road doesn't use eyes." He scolded three other friends.

"The floor is blocking our way" protested the boy with long hair.

"Yes. We're in a hurry, so it's only natural not to look" at the biggest protest.

While the other one was just silent, his expression was like a lazy person noisily.

"Look! The aunt is pregnant. Poor thing!" The smallest one pointed at Arini's stomach.

"Tante is okay, really," said Arini kindly.

"God! Maling boy. Muttering boy! Here you! Watch out if you get caught! I'm putting your prison in! Wanna go to jail, huh?" A fat mother screamed while pointing at the four boys.

When Arini turned his head, the four boys had already disappeared from sight. Blurred.

"What's up, Mom?" A security guard asked my mother.

"That's... Four boys stole my money that was accidentally nongol in a pants pocket." The mother pointed to the bag that was behind her pants, where she had saved the money. "Basin' a fucking kid. Must have never been educated by his parents." The mother kept nagging. Typical of once mothers.

"How much money did you take them?" ask the security guard.

"Fifty thousand" answered the mother quickly. "Although only fifty thousand, if the thief must remain in the law. Even run away again. Please arrest them, sir!"

Seeing that Arini can only shake his head inexhaustibly. When viewed from his style, this mother is a rich man. It is obvious from the accessories, bags and clothes that he wears. Branded.

Fifty thousand dollars are disputed. Indeed, the behavior of four children was not good, but what's wrong in just explain it. Only fifty thousand.

Arini then walked into the mall. He did not want to linger to hear the babbling of the mother. Could turn himself around later.

Remind Arini not to hate the mother too much. Because she is currently pregnant. Fear of the stingy nature of the mother was even down to the child in the womb.

Amit-amit jabang baby.