The Former
DATING ALA BOCIL

"Tuuutt .. tuuutt ..." voice call connected to my phone.

I'm still in the parking lot of the police station trying to call someone. He's all I expected. Actually, there are a lot of friends who work as lawyers. But somehow, I'm more trusting of this to him.

"Yes. Halo," she answered my call.

"Hello Dim's. It's I, Tasya," I said, introducing myself.

"Hey ... Tasia! Change number directly yes, rich *******. What's wrong, suddenly calling me? Taking divorce? Jeez ..." said Dimas from nyeletuk.

Dimas my friend during Junior High School and High School. We were very close, you could say, friends. Many have interpreted our friendship as a pair of lovers. But that doesn't change our status. There is no feeling other than friendship. Because of Our close friendship, Dimas also had to be Rey's months when I was still dating Rey.

"Huss! Offhanded!" I said a little upset.

"Haha. Selow Sya, don't take it hard. So if it's not a divorce, what do I need?" dimas cengengesan.

"There are cases that Lu must handle. Can I have some time to talk about this?" I told Dimas.

"It's serious. Okeh, I happen to be at Klinging Cafe, you come here. Or, am I the nyamperin Lu? Where's lu?" said Dimas who had started to get serious.

"Gue at the police station! Does Lu want to talk here? I'm the one who suckled Lu," I said a little laugh.

I approached Mr. Dadang who was already standing by in the car. Asking her to wait a while, because the call to pee I can't delay.

"Pak Dadang, just a minute. I want to go to the toilet first," I said as I quickly went back into the police station.

"Ready Ma'am!" said Mr. Dadang yelling to be heard by me who has passed.

About 5 minutes, I'm back and in the car. Immediately I told Mr. Dadang to quickly deliver me to where Dimas was. As usual, not much to ask and talk about, Mr. Dadang just bearded.

It didn't take long, just 20 minutes to travel, We've arrived at a place Dimas and I agreed to. Mr. Dadang dropped me off at the entrance of the cafe. My gaze spread, looking for the figure I wanted to meet. I found a man in a hat and glasses waving at me. Yeah, it's Dimas. Nothing has changed from him. Although he is well established, has a wife and has just become a father, he is always indifferent to his appearance. Doesn't look like a lawyer in general.

I returned his hand and walked up to him. Dimas who was currently busy struggling with a laptop, now closed it when I approached it.

"Due ... Tasya, 2 years ago I did not meet more and more kinclong aje Lu. No kinclong, career continues to skyrocket!" dimas cengengesan.

We rarely meet. The last time I met was at a High School reunion. Although rarely met, we are still always active in preaching through social media. But Dimas doesn't know about my relationship with Rey..

"Ahhh Lu," I said as I sat down to pick a chair in front of him.

"Crazy Lu, grateful Laki Lu is okay. Still given long life. Try passing through. So is Lu Sya's widow. The Kok man is loved by the Baek Boys so wasted," Dimas said blaming me.

I just ducked. Actually I'm ashamed to tell my disgrace in front of him. But Dimas has to know everything. Because he will take care of this. It's true Dimas said, if only Vino couldn't fight. Maybe I'm a widow now. My tears are uncontrollable. I wept. I don't know how many times I cried, since this morning the police came to the house to pick up Vino, who was busy enjoying breakfast with the family he loved.

"Ehh .. He was crying. Yes, not a cry that can make Laki Lu out of custody. You also have to be strong. Our path is long. The process is still long, especially no one witnesses if Laki Lu really-just defend himself from the attack," said Dimas again make me rub rough my tears.

"Please Dim, please. Help me get rid of Vino. I can't afford Dim, Maya's crying continues at home. I'm sure Lu Lawyer can be on andelin. I'm sure Dim!" I said while holding Dimas' hand, pleading.

"Surely Yes. I'm sure I'll help. I will study the case, and I will also try to make Vino free," Dimas assured me.

After Dimas explained what steps he would take and what are the things needed to study the case of Vino. It amazes me, Dimas is not just a Lawyer. He was very thorough, and detailed. Explanation after explanation. At first I did not understand at all in the world of law. It became so easy to understand what Dimas explained in detail.

We talked long enough. Change minds. Looking for a solution, what steps will be taken in the future to deal with the Vino case. I entrusted everything to Dimas. Hope there will be a bright spot for Vino's freedom.

"Enough until here first. I have a promise from people too. While I'm studying, we'll see Vino tomorrow. There are some things I want to ask Vino about this case," Dimas said while putting a laptop in his backpack.

"Ok Dim's. I also think of Maya. Pas I live still in a sorry state. Thanks for your time and willingness. Greet Nayla with Baby Nadim" I said, leaving Dimas who was still tidying up the files on the table where We had been talking.

*****

"Assalamualaikum," I said as I entered the house.

There's no answer. The house is so quiet. Slender. From the front room, the living room, the living room to the kitchen, the Mom Iyem I'm looking for doesn't exist. I decided immediately to Maya's room to see Maya's condition.

"Ceklek ..." The sound of an unlocked door I opened.

I found Maya sleeping in Bu Iyem's lap. Maya's face looked tired, and her eyes were slightly swollen. Maybe because of her long crying.

"It turns out Miss Iyem is here. I'm nyariin. Kirain where, very quiet house," I said as I approached Maya who was fast asleep.

"Neng Maya is not inem-diem crying, Mom. This is just a new bristling, soy sauce pules directly so," said Bu Iyem while lifting slowly Maya's head from his lap and put it back in the mattress.

"Yes already. Miss Iyem rest there. Let Maya I am the cementine," I said when Bu Iyem was standing from Maya's bed.

I approached Maya by sitting next to her who was sleeping. I watched his face. The longer it takes to make me feel full.

'Sorry Mother, dear. Because of Mother, you almost became an orphan. Can't Bunda Bayangin how it would be if your Dad can't fight that time. Mommy promised son, you'd take your father home soon. Whatever way. Mother promise!' my mumbling without tears is dripping on Maya's pretty face.