365 Days Towards Halal

48# 327HMH (Decision)

Antoni who was just getting ready for the office, pensively beside the dining table. Unlike usual, Tasya always greeted himself every morning, preparing all his needs and breakfast for him. But since last night the woman was not seen at home.

A few days ago, they separated from their beds. Tasya sleeps in their child's room, while Antoni sleeps in the master room.

Antoni also did not hear the babbling of his son, the house felt lonely. He stepped into his son's room and opened the door. To see the whereabouts of his son and wife.

Antoni was pensive when he saw his son's room was empty. He stepped into the closet and saw the clothes of his son.

All are still neatly arranged, Antoni can breathe a sigh of relief. But where were Tasya and his son? This morning they are no longer home. Antoni begins to fidget, and decides to contact Tasya.

Several times his call to Tasya was not responded by the woman he had married 5 years ago. Antoni rushed to his room. He saw Tasya's suitcase and clothes. Again he can breathe a sigh of relief, because Tasya's clothes are still intact in the closet.

Antoni decided to throw away his worry. Then he went to the table and made jam bread for himself. Antoni had breakfast alone and pensively remembered Tasya who humiliated him in front of Queen.

But something was strange to him. Why didn't Tasya scold the Queen. Wasn't Tasya jealous of Queen. But why was he the only one who was scolded by Tasya.

Antoni recalled again, that his wife, Tasya, was never rude let alone to slap him. Tasya's face for 5 years together with himself, always decorated with a sincere smile and Antoni felt all this time he had never met a woman who always smiled at him, he said, even though he showed dislike towards Tasya. In fact, Queen herself is not capable like Tasya who always smiles at her, even though she is angry.

Antoni sighed and finished the bread he was holding. Then, he poured a glass of milk and drank it to the end and then put the dishes and dirty glasses used for breakfast in the sink. As he was about to leave those dirty dishes and glasses just like that, he also recalled Tasya who always cleaned his used glasses and dishes and immediately washed them clean and stored them in the cupboard.

Antoni stopped his steps and went back to the front of the sink. Then, he grabbed the glass and the plate and washed it, and stored it in the closet.

"Where is he?" Her muttering. Without realizing it, he felt lost the figure that was always friendly and smiling at him, despite his cold attitude to Tasya.

"Ah, let's hear it.." He muttered again, and then he decided to go to the office.

...

With puffy eyes, Tasya stood on the balcony of an apartment. In his hand there is a glass of warm sweet tea that he deliberately made to welcome the morning is not so beautiful.

Inside was the sound of television broadcasting a cartoon show. Seen his only son was so serious following the television show.

"I think I have to be firm this time, if I have to separate, separate, it is" muttered Tasya who took refuge in the apartment of a close relative.

Last night, when he came home, he immediately packed some clothes belonging to him and his son just wayangnya. Then, he rushed to pick up his son at the home of his relatives. Every time Tasya went, he would leave his son to his relatives.

Arriving at his relatives' house to pick up his son, Tasya also talked to the woman he called the mbakyu.

"How did you do, did you hit that woman?" Ask Mbakyu.

Tasya smiled and shook his head.

"I slapped Antoni Mbak, I couldn't possibly have done anything rude to that woman. That woman is a good man. What's wrong is Antoni." Tasya Resolute.

"Oh Allah, you are kind, patient, learned, courteous, kind. What's less than you that Antoni doesn't even glance at you." Said the woman who already knew all about Tasya and Antoni's household.

Tasya sighed and looked at Mbakyu. Then, he smiled wryly.

"Yes, his name is the feeling of the mother. Let me also marry Antoni, because of my parents. At that time, I had a lover. My boyfriend loves me very much. He is a nice and warm man. However, I prefer to follow the same Simbok. So, yes, I once admired Antoni. I thought I could love her again after marrying her, and vice versa. It turns out.. ah. it's been.." Tasya smiled wryly again.

"But brother, you better talk about this to Antoni's parents. Let them advise their son. You prefer to suffer on your own. Lah, now you want to go home or piye?" Ask Mbakyu.

"I want to stay at the hotel. Trouble talking to her parents, well, I already know the answer. Surely his parents blame me for not being so good at serving my husband, until Antoni never fell in love with me. For his parents, his son was everything. Nothing less than their children. What is lacking is only others," Tasya said with the end of the sound choked.

Mbakyu sighed, then he got up from his seat.

"Yes, yeah."

Tasya looked at Mbakyu who was walking towards the living room. Then, the 40-year-old woman returned with an apartment key.

"From your stay at the hotel, you better stay at her apartment. But, sorry, it has not been cleaned. If you are ready, please clean it. The broom and the mop are in the barn next to the bathroom" Mbakyu said.

"I'm a hassle, mbak,"

"No, from you to the hotel. Come on, here's the key.." Mbakyu said while giving the keys to his apartment.

Tasya smiled and grabbed the keys to the apartment. Then, he said goodbye to Mbakyu.

"Maybe I'll stay a few days in Ma'am's apartment" Tasya said as he tried to get into his car.

"Monggo, it's okay. For a while you live there is okay. As long as you want" Mbakyu said.

Tasya smiled and got into her car.

"Thank you, Ma'am,"

"Together" said Mbakyu.

..

Tasya stared at the tall buildings that were around the apartment owned by Mbakyu, then he let out a long sigh.

"It's time I demanded a divorce. Divorce is the right of a wife if she is not wanted by her husband. Rather than tormented birth and inner self, this decision is already the most correct. Lesson also for Antoni, if no woman loves herself as sincerely as his own wife," Inner Tasya, he turned his head and looked at the face of his son from Antoni. Then, tears rose in her eyes.

"Son, I'm sorry Mama... Mama's not strong, Mama's not that strong, son..." His mind again.