The Dilemma of One Night Love

The Dilemma of One Night Love
Chapter 61


Airin deliberately grasped her husband's hand tightly while walking back to Angga's shoulder.


A while later, Bi Imah knocked on the door of the room, carrying some food and side dishes on the tray.


"Tomorrow again, if on the phone Bu Airin immediately came," said Angga, with a look of annoyance still looking at his assistant. Airin lowered his head with a faint smile, his heart was greatly relieved. Because, Angga was very attentive with him.


Ringga immediately poured a piece of rice into the dish and gave it to Airin.


"This, Mah,"


Airin rubbed his son's head, seeing that Ringga was also attentive made his heart touched.


All three enjoy food, while chatting. Talk about a holiday on Sunday. Ringga was eager to vacation in Dufan, after Airin recounted his vacation time in Jakarta at that time. Angga "yes" his son wishes and promises that Sunday will go to Dufan together. Lingga soared in excitement, Airin saw the happiness on his son's face which was almost two months gloomy after arriving at this house.


'May this happiness always be protected by God, '" inward Airin. Looking at the smiles of happiness of the two people he loved was in front of his eyes.


Sunday came, but .., something happened and the holiday was cancelled. At dawn, her mother-in-law complained of pain and was rushed to the hospital for treatment. Airin waited for Angga until noon. However, it seemed that the examination took a long time. Ringga who continues to whine wants to get a vacation, her husband who does not give news and his call is always rejected, making Airin more upset.


Continuously persuaded the Ringga who stood in front of the fence waiting for the arrival of Angga. However, Lingga fluttered and did not want to enter the house. After being tired almost 2 pm waiting, Ringga finally with staggering steps into the room ushered security guard.


"Can you say, tomorrow next week we can vacation. Grandma's sick, son," said Airin.


Lingga did not reply, with a sullen face walking towards the window of the room and still staring at the fence waiting for the arrival of his papa.


Airin was only able to sigh, his son had the same stubborn disposition as Angga. If he wasn't really tired, he wouldn't have stopped.


Until the ashar adhan was heard, the new Ringga turned to lying on the bed.


"The father lied, Mah," said Ringga with wet eyes because he was crying. Airin approached, wiping the tears on her son's cheek.


"No, Grandma's sick again, next week God willing we're on vacation,"


Lingga threw his face away, then covered his head with a pillow while crying a mouthful.


The sound of the car horn was heard, Ringga got up and directly walked towards the room window. Seeing her the papa had gone home, immediately ran out of the room while shouting "Papa" repeatedly. Airin followed his son's steps from behind.


At the top of the stairs, Airin saw her husband and mother-in-law open the door. Behind him was Mona. Ringga pulled his papa's hand repeatedly, asking about going to Dufan However, Angga did not reply and preferred to chat with Mona. And it seemed like their conversation sounded serious until the two spoke very softly.


Airin came down the stairs and approached. Angga and Mona immediately moved away from each other. Mona took her mother-in-law to the room. While Angga, carrying Ringga approaching towards Airin.


"All is well?" ask Airin. Angga nodded then climbed the stairs. Airin followed in her husband's footsteps, however, also momentarily turned her head towards Mona who was standing in front of her mother-in-law's room as her eyes shot towards Angga.


"Father, come!"


The lingga continued to whine and pull the hand of Angga. Angga was silent and focused on typing a message on his phone screen. Airin tried to calm her son down, so as not to ignite the anger of her exhausted-looking husband.


"Just shut up, son. Dad's busy" said Airin, pulling his son. However, the Ringga still persisted and flinched and continued to whine.


"Shut up!" snapped Angga.


And finally the thing that Airin feared the most happened. Angga snapped towards Lingga loudly. It frightened him, and then cried even harder. Airin then pulled her son's hand forcefully to get away from Angga's annoyance. Then, hugged the Ringga tightly and patted the Lingga's shoulders repeatedly to calm down.


"You can not take care of him first, do not let a little whining" said Angga, with a look of annoyed face rising from his seat and out of the room to call someone.


The door opened, Angga walked away so that the noise of Ringga's cry did not interfere with his phone. Airin was silent, her eyes staring at the shadow of her husband coming down the stairs.


Airin also saw Mona following Angga's steps from behind towards the terrace. Airin is curious, however, also unable to leave the weeping Ringga only to find out about what Mona did with her husband.


"So, you're here first yes, you can get a drink" said Airin.


A moment of jealousy, Airin came out of the room and looked for her husband. From the top of his room he could see every corner of the ground floor. However, neither found the shadow of her husband nor Mona. Airin took a glass of water from the kitchen, then returned while still searching for her husband.


"Did they go to the backyard?" airin Mumm. While standing in front of the room door, his steps suddenly shifted to another place. Walk into the hallway, towards the balcony, there will be able to see the backyard of the house.


Airin opened the curtain, and both eyes saw her husband talking to Mona in the backyard. Mona approached and whispered something to Angga's ear, while Angga responded with the mangosteen only.


"What are they talking about?" airin Mumm.


"Mamah," cried Lingga who was walking towards him. Airin closed the curtain and walked over to her son.


"What's up, Mah?" ask Ringga.


Airin pulled the hand of Ringga, took her back to the room. However, Lingga dodged and ran over to the window and opened the curtain wide.


"Father!" shouted Lingga with a wave of his hand.


Tap the window and open it.


"Father!" yell at Lingga again. Airin approached, intending to pull out his son's hand. However, what she saw at this moment shocked her and her eyes could not stop glaring towards her husband. Airin saw her husband and Mona holding hands tightly.