(Revised) Regretting It Too Late
Laen Woman
In a household that makes us feel sick is when our husband is wishing for our love and when he is indifferent to us, a marriage is a marriage of an arranged marriage but most of us a woman always devote love to our husband and hope our husband can accept and love us too.
Arriving at home I saw that Bram had not returned because his car was not there. "Your husband hasn't come home yet, Din?" ask Dido who didn't see Bram's car. "Not yet mas, this morning said the same dinda if he was again there overtime and came home late" I said lying to mas Dido, because I did not want him to suspect. "Yes you have entered and immediately rest" he ordered me. "They don't want to stop by, come in for a second" I said. "It doesn't have to be late, you just rest straight back" said mas Dido and immediately drove his car.
That night I waited for Bram to come home, but until 23:30 Bram still did not come home. I felt something strange about me, I felt unwell as if I wanted a fever. I decided not to wait anymore, I went into the room and I took a break. When it comes dawn time, I wake up and I wake up also mas Bram for morning prayers bersama'a. I don't know what time Bram came home last night and I don't dare Tanya either. I finished Bram's mas prayer back to his room and I cooked for breakfast.
When I was getting ready to go to the boutique suddenly my phone rang and it was from Yulia. He said that the owner of the mole could not be found because he had a busyness that could not be disturbed and could only be found in less than a year again could be even more than that. I feel something strange, because I want to see you why there are always obstacles. "1 year is not a short time, what is it? Why is it so hard to just meet. O Allah may not be a bad thing, and hopefully all his affairs will be smooth, Amin" I said as I drove the car to the boutique.
"I'd like to meet the designer" wasn't one of the customers I heard when I just arrived. "Sorry mom, can I help you? I'm the designer of this boutique" I said politely to the customer, who I felt was a little familiar with as much of his posture as I saw from behind it. "Oh, so... Oh my goodness?!" the man shouted when he saw me. And I'm also surprised "Tante Anggel?" my armpit and immediately hugged her. "Geez I didn't think this was your boutique" she said hysterically. And all the eyes of the pegawe looked at us in confusion, because for them Yulia was the owner of this boutique. "Hahaha.ayo join dinda aunty later dinda explain" I said while pulling the hand of aunt Anggel.
After I explain and I know the purpose of Aunt Anggel's arrival, yulia and I also agreed with the plan of Aunt Anggel who wanted to hold a show with my boutique brend and the designs that I had been making. I also work with Aunt Anggel, I am very grateful, from one problem that has not been resolved there is a very good solution. By working together with aunt Anggel I can raise the prestige of my boutique and also wider marketing. "Amin yes rabb, you have given a beautiful way out in my boutique problem, hopefully in my household there will also be a good way out" said I am grateful for all the gifts of my rabb.
After a few days of cooperation between me and Aunt Anggel everything seems to go very smoothly. Your boutique is getting famous, incoming orders are also starting to be many, income exceeds the previous target. "Thank God, thank God. Whatever you give me, it is the best. If not for today, I'm sure definitely for the future". My unrelenting thanksgiving to my Lord who always gives ease and flexibility in every way of my business.
Finished my meeting with aunt Anggel at a hotel where she stayed. I accidentally saw mexca walking with a laen woman. There was a strange feeling in me when I saw it, but I quickly dismissed that feeling because I had married.
"Look, after you met the man you knew with the laen woman, now you see your own husband also walking and joining the Laen woman. You're so unlucky ya dinda" I muttered in my heart that I also saw my husband Mas Bram was holding hands and joking with the laen woman in front of my own eyes.
"Mas Bram" greeted my husband as we passed by. "Oh, you're here" he replied casually. "Who is she, baby?" said the woman next to my husband. "Oh yeah I'd like to introduce her to my beloved Monica" she said, introducing the woman to me. I smiled wryly, and immediately left. My heart was like slashed and my tears could not be contained anymore, I went into the toilet and I shed my tears there, tightness and also the pain of my chest. In my sobs I remembered the mexca that was always there and comforted me every time I was sad, and it made my tears break even more.
"Mbak dinda, there's even in my area the day after tomorrow. Come mbak din follow, later I take a walk around my village mbak Din. Mbak dinda would love to travel around in my area, because it is still beautiful" said Wati pegawe me at the boutique. "Well yes it's mbak, I've been to the area wati cool really mbak, still lush and also seger water there because it's still alamami" Yusni chimed. "really? Are you still a lot of trees? Which area is your village Wati?" my many. "Yes still very beautiful mbak and there are still many trees and the path is also still many, pasuruan hinterland mbak" he answered enthusiastically tell the area to me.
Hearing the explanation of Wati and also Yusni I so have the desire to go there all holidays. "mas Bram dinda want to ask permission from Bram mas to go to the area of the house pegawe dinda what can mas?" I asked Bram as soon as I got home. "Who are you going with?" he answered, not looking at me and busy with his phone. "I will take Yulia and her son, if Bram wants to be able to come, it will be more fun if you go rame-rame" I hope. But immediately rejected because he wanted to go on vacation alone with the woman he loved.
That morning after I got permission from Bram mas I went to Wati area with Yulia and her son Yoni. On the way we heard a lot of stories from Wati about what was in the area, and Oni who always chattered about her who was always beaten by her mother if she did not want to eat or did not want to take a bath. The atmosphere was very cheerful and could momentarily help relax my mind. And right in the afternoon we arrived in the area of Wati which is very cool, the air there is very clean and with one breath it can make the mind calm.
We all spent the night at Wati's house and her mother's cooking was delicious and delicious. "Mother's cooking is delicious, it's very, very delicious" I praised the cuisine of Lasmi's mother Wati. "This mom is delicious, try to open a pasta shop very rame visitors" Yulia timpal on my words. "Who wants where there is funds, the capital is up. Since the death of the wati father, the mother can no longer open the stall, because the mother is too desperate first" replied Lasmi with a sad tone. "So, you used to have a stall?" manya curious. "Yes mbak, I used to open a food stall, but since my father died so can not continue because Wati can not cook and mother is still in mourning first, but since the father died so can not continue because Wati can not cook and mother is still in mourning first, so rent the place requested and rented to others" replied Wati. Hearing that I so have thoughts to help with giving capital and also selling land.
After conferring with my friend Yulia, I finally bought a kiosk at the crossroads of a large road that wants to enter the alley of Wati's house, for me to give to Wati's mother to open a stall later. And the next day we came to a very sad event that would be broadcast to the radio, there were also a lot of games and food vendors, so that made Oni run around cheerfully. A very pleasant holiday for me. I also participated in the singing event.
Never imagined
It will be like this in the end
All the times we've been through
Real joint lost and lost
Black and white passed
Our promise awaits
But we can't afford
One thousand ways we're going
But get all these answers
If you have to separate
I will remain faithful
If this is the end
You will remain in the soul
Can't keep going
Our world is different
If this is the end
You will remain in the soul
It's not easy
But I live with the empty heart
Throw away our dreams that have happened
Saved to be history
Black and white passed
Our promise awaits
But we can't afford
One thousand ways we're going
But get all these answers
If you have to separate
I will remain faithful
If this is the end
You will remain in the soul
Can't keep going
Our world is different
If this is the end
You will remain in the soul
Can't keep going
Our world is different (our world is different)
Can't keep going
Our world is different (our world is different)
Can't keep going
Our world is different
Can't keep going
Our world is different
If you have to separate
I will remain faithful
If this is the end
You will remain in the soul
Can't keep going
Our world is different
If this is the end
You will remain in the soul
After completion we all returned to Wati's house and I gave the key to the kiosk and also some money to be used as capital to open the stall by Wati bu Lasmi's mother. The atmosphere of haru and crying occurred at that moment made me miss my mother and father.
Muhammad Nabina
Muhammad Nabina
Binuru.
Min Makkah habibi nuru
Sata'al Medina
Min solatuh solla
Halab sifatuh
Yes bakhtilif duluh ma'shi
Yushfa'lu fi mamatuh
Muhammad Nabina
Binuru.
Min Makkah habibi nuru
Sata'al Medina
Min solatuh solla
Wit'halab sifatuh
Yes bakhtilif duluh ma'shi
Yushfa'lu fi mamatuh
Yes imamna yes amen
Yes sanad lil muslimin
Yes Habibi Ya Muhammad
Ya-bna Abdillah
Tammiti tamam's treatise
Wal habib miskil
Thul bajar wufsolati
Bada 'a solli waro
Muhammad Nabina
Binuru.
Min Makkah habibi nuru
Sata'al Medina
Min solatuh solla
Wit'halab sifatuh
Yes bahtilif duluh ma'shi
Yushfa'lu fi mamatuh
Min awwil yaumfa
Sam'atabu yes 'ummies
Bi soleu 'alaik
(Allahumma solli 'alaik)
Habbibni fil iman
Hassisni bil is safe
Wata's tool thibi
(Allahumma solli wasallim wabarak 'alaih)
(Allahumma solli wasallim wabarak 'alaih)
Nafsi ashufak...
(Yes, the Apostle)
Waabki 'ala kitfak...
(Yes Habiballah)
Wanul sharaf lu'a sohbitak
Wakhatti fi s'fuf ummitak
Wat'hama fik
Muhammad Nabina
Binuru.
Min Makkah habibi nuru
Sata'al Medina
Yes habibi Ya To-ha
Yes nagat mil mataha
Ghayyart ad-donya fa' china
Bin lilau dhu'haha
Min solatu solita, min,
Wit'khalab sifatu
Yes bakhtil-lif dhulou m'ashi,
Yushfa'alu fi mamatu's
"Assalamu'alaikum" someone's voice greeted us after the end of the event and I was about to return to Wati's house with Wati and her Mother. "Wa'alaikumsalam" answered all of us who sent the greeting. "Wah it turns out the guest is Lasmi ma'am" he said while snapping at Rama. "Yes sir yai, my daughter's boss works in a big city" Lasmi replied. "Your voice was so sweet, thank you for taking part in the event tonight" he told me and while giving me another parcel. "Grandfather Oni ndak dikasik? Why is it that only the mother is cast" Oni said with a funny expression because she envied me. "God has forgotten, this is for a good handsome boy. Hopefully later to be a responsible and devoted child to both parents" said Pak yai while giving money to Oni. "Amin" answered us all. "Thank you grandfather, amen" replied Oni while kissing the back of Mr. yai's hand.
"Hahaha..who taught you this good boy?" Ask Mr. Yai oni. "Mother, for she said, Oni must kiss the hand of an older person" Oni replied in a funny voice and hugged my leg. "The attitude of a son reflects his mother because the main madrasa of the child is a mother" said the man as he looked at me, and I replied with a smile. "It seems that this Mr. Yai misunderstood and considered Oni my son" I said in my heart. And we also pay back to Mr. Yai Abdul Manaf.
After 3 days of staying at Wati's house we returned home. Yulia was picked up by her husband at the boutique, because I deliberately dropped them off at the boutique, because it was close to the cost of Wati. Then I drove the car home. "Deg, what is this? Why are there women's clothes and underwear, this is not mine. Keep this belong ready?" I was wondering because I saw that when I wanted to put my dirty clothes in the washing machine. I found Bram's mas not at home, when I tried to call his phone on the switch and my chat was also not balz.
