Break!

Intan immediately closed the door to her room and locked it. She even regretted not obeying Mandar's words to lock the door.

Especially now that Mandar and his wife are not home yet. Intan is very afraid that Dedi, who just got out of prison, will mess with her.

No one can guarantee that someone like him can repent. The sign is that he often goes in and out of prison without giving up.

Karin was already awake. She rubbed his eyes and her face still looked withered. It was clear that Karin had been sleeping very soundly.

"Karin? Do you want to pray together with Mom?" Intan offered. Karin nodded. Intan then led Karin to the bathroom.

Intan is still worried, there is a feeling that she is still afraid to dare to leave the room, when she opens the door Dedi is sleeping in a chair with a levis jacket he is still wearing. His body was on his back and his hands covered his face. Looks so tired but also very scary according to Intan.

"Mom, who is that?" asked Karin who didn't know anything, suddenly a stranger was at Mandar's house besides herself and her mother.

"Sush, he's Uncle Dedi, his father is Uncle Mandar."

Karin understood, she didn't ask much anymore. The two of them quickened their pace towards the bathroom.

"I'm waiting for you outside," said Intan and Karin closed the bathroom door while nodding her head.

Intan folded her arms across her chest, waiting for Karin to perform ablution with her chest still feeling anxious. The feeling of fear has not gone away, in fact it is getting worse.

It's been a long time since the owner of the house will come home. She thought about her fate in Mandar's house now that there was only her, Karin and that person.

Karin had also been in the bathroom for quite a while. What is he doing? Intan wondered, her heart just getting confused.

Suddenly, Dedi entered the kitchen. Intan's fear grew even more when she saw her smiling face at Intan, instead of being friendly, it actually scared Intan. He smirked with a shabby face that was disheveled from having just woken up.

"Hey Intan. What are you doing?" he asked. He opened every kitchen cupboard. Don't know what to look for, Intan doesn't know. Intan didn't answer his question and just smiled.

Karin suddenly came out. Her eyes widened when she also saw Dedi who was looking at her.

"Is she your daughter?" he asked in shock.

"Yes, her name is Karin," replied Intan. "Come on, if you have." Intan guided Karin to immediately go back into the room, ignoring Dedi who was still watching her.

Until Dedi asked again. Making Intan's steps stop for a moment.

"Where's his father?"

Karin looked at her mother who was very surprised at the question. The question that always made her hurt, so sick and his past memories scattered like the rubble of a ruined building.

"He -" Intan was confused about what to answer in front of Karin. So he decided not to serve Dedi too much. "Sorry Uncle, we want to pray. The time is running out."

Intan also hastened her steps into the room. After Intan entered, Dedi's face was happy to see the traces of Intan.

He thought that he would give a lonely and still strong widower a chance, thought Dedi. A widow, according to him will also be easy to seduce.

"Is Intan already a widow? This is a good opportunity," he muttered, holding his own chin and smiling wildly. So wild with a click that you want to hasten.

In the room, Intan and Karin put on their mukena and started hastening the midday prayer. It only took them less than five minutes to finish praying. Karin shook hands with her mother, and Intan kissed Karin's forehead.

"Karin is strong, I pray for Mom to get a job quickly," said Intan so bitterly, but she showed a look of determination and a big smile as a form of teaching to Karin.

"Yes mom. Just now Karin also prayed for Mom."

"Smart. Let's quickly fold the neat mukena again." Karin complied, immediately opened the mukena that covered her tiny body so she could fold it. "Karin, what do you pray for Mom?" asked Intan curiously.

"Pray for Mom to quickly marry Dad Irwan."

Intan was surprised, her eyes widened in disbelief at Karin's words that came out so innocently. Intan also couldn't answer Karin, she just stayed silent with a slightly raised smile on the left and right lips until Karin called her. "Mom?" Karin called to Intan and still folded her mukena which she had not folded perfectly.

"Yes? Yes, dear?" Intan is also still neatly folding her mukena.

"When did Mom and Dad get married?" Karin's innocent face was depicted, she didn't understand what was going on at all. "Karin wants to quickly see Mom at the aisle with Dad Irwan. Mommy must be very beautiful and Dad Irwan very handsome, like Princess and Prince." She also seemed happy to continue her speech, imagining that her mother was like a fairy tale character who lived happily at the end of her story.

But, life is not as short and easy as predictable like stories made by humans, thought Intan. SHe was deeply concerned about what Karin said, who had high hopes for her relationship with Irwan.

Intan was like being killed by a sword that stabbed right into her heart. Seeing Karin's very innocent face, made her unable to answer the child honestly.

Intan thought, over time Karin will also forget about Irwan. It's not wrong if Intan lied to her a little, not completely. Just dodge Karin's question. It is impossible for Intan to reveal the real reason for her and Irwan's break up. Karin must have been hurt too, after all she shouldn't have known.

"Mommy and Dad Irwan are not getting married, dear," replied Intan as she piled her mukena with Karin's mukena. She tucked it back into his big bag and then closed it again with a zipper.

"Why? Mommy broke up with Dad Irwan, right?" Karin's face looked disappointed. She loves Irwan so much who has bought her a lot of food, dolls and had time to take her for a walk with Intan. Irwan becomes a complement in the midst of her real father who doesn't care about her.

Intan can't bear to see it, she still maintains that fake smile which is actually behind that smile there are tears she wants to shed.

"No. Mommy and Dad Irwan take a break first."

"What is Break?"

"Break means delaying the wedding. Uncle Irwan still has a lot of work to do, Mommy also has to send you to school first. We are fighting again from zero. You want a house, right?"

"Want, Mom. Let Karin be able to invite Karin's friends over to the house." Karin, who doesn't fully understand, is easily fooled by Intan. Intan just doesn't want her child to know that all this time the man she has considered her own father will never be her father. Until whenever.

"Yes, so Karin has to save money. Save money too. Saving is smart base."

"Ready, my beautiful mother," Karin replied excitedly. "But can Karin still visit Sarah's grandmother's house?"

"Yes, someday yes, dear."

Intan hugged Karin, her tears accidentally rolled down her cheeks and she quickly wiped them so Karin wouldn't see. Living together in the capital, must make Intan stronger and keep fighting again. For Karin's future.

She no longer cares if Intan has to be a widow forever, because the most important thing for her is Karin's happiness. Karin must have a better life than Intan.

***

Arsya and Irwan were already at their hangout. One of the cafes that provides several diverse places for various types of people.

Be it those who like music and singing, those who like to read books, those who like watching movies or even those who like to play games.

So complete, and even some young people call it their Base Camp. Irwan and Arsya are also the same, calling the cafe as Base Camp. Feel Own property.