A Reply to My Husband

Meeting Made

Barra was cooking in the kitchen while Rania sat at the dining table waiting for her. Luckily, he had asked Imah to prepare everything so that he would just cook it.

"You've been meeting again?"

"No" answered Barra briefly. "Eh .. I mean yes ..." Barra correction . "Darling .. This I make a non-spicy yes, spicy food is not good for your content." Barra switched the conversation.

"Well, don't you care? Not good dong,"

"Okay .. but it's a little bit painful..."

Not long ago a cloth made by Barra was so. He brought her in front of Rania then he sat down on the chair next to her.

Rania smiled brightly to see her husband's handmade cloth presented in front of her.

"I ate ya.." took a spoon then blew it slowly because it was still hot, after which just put it in his mouth.

"How does it feel?" ask Barra curiously.

"Mmc ... " Rania seemed to think for a moment. "Actually this is not delicious .. but I really want to eat seblak and I am also hungry from this lunch have not eaten. So yeah .. It's okay than my son will be ileran."

"Why didn't you eat? Do you have any pity on our child?" ask her while putting aside the hair that covers part of Rania's cheeks.

"Because we're waiting for this." Rania pointed in front of him. "You promised you'd bring this after work. But you're overtime again and don't tell me first."

Barra's heart rippled at Rania's explanation. He held back his hunger for waiting for her to come home, but she instead went to see Hanna.

"What's the big project, really, until two consecutive days of impromptu meetings?" asked Rania while continuing to eat her seblak.

"Oh .. it wants foreign investors to invest, so we have to prepare the best presentation," Barra made up the story.

"If it is not good do not need to eat Ran .. later you have a stomachache."

"It's okay, I'm scared." Still chewing his mouth. "I've wanted it since noon."

"I'll make you milk." Barra moved from her seat back to the pantry. Actually he just wanted to hide his guilt for lying to Rania.

"Barra ... Where's the milk?" Rania's voice startled Barra who was daydreaming beside the dispenser.

"Why are you here? Let me take care of the dirty dishes." Barra grabs the dirty plate from Rania's hand.

"You have a mind? how about daydreaming again?"

"Eh ... I was thinking about that foreign investor. It's a big project, if my career fails at stake" Barra lied again.

Rania smiled. "Calm .. You are smart and experienced, surely this will not be difficult," he entertained. But instead of being comforted, Barra's guilt increasingly filled the recesses of his heart.

"I'm sorry ... Can't understand you. I'm tired of working home still have to serve me, it should be the other way around." Rania hugged Barra from behind because she was facing the sink to wash the dishes used by Rania.

Many times Barra cursed in his heart, regretting his mistake. What if Rania finds out about Hanna's pregnancy. He would definitely leave it without being able to be given any more explanation. He could not let go of this very understanding wife. The wife who had been patient by his side for five years amid insults and insults from those around him, including herself and her mother.

Barra turned around until their positions were now facing each other. Rania draped her hand to Barra's neck while Barra placed her hand on Rania's hip.

Barra sighed in annoyance. "It must be mom! Where did the clock come home?!"

Barra took her hand off Rania and walked towards the front door to greet her mother with interrogation.

"It's unnatural!!" barra muttered. His mother kept coming home at night when he was just messing around outside, not because there were important activities.

"So what exactly are you doing out there? Did mom go to the nightclub? There's a nightclub for people my age?"

Rania only looked at Barra whose mouth kept muttering at her mother's behavior. He didn't follow Barra to see his mother, it was useless. He did not want to get into a fight between the mother and the child because maybe his in-laws would accuse him of being the trigger.

Rania returned to the dining table with a glass of warm milk in her hand. Faintly she could still hear Barra's conversation with her mother.

"Where is the mother really from? Why does every night come home so late?"

"I told you, I went with my friends" his mother replied casually.

"Don't lie ma'am .where there's this hour people my age are still running around!"

"So, you talk Barra! I'm not running around!"

"Then what is this? Still mending it's only twelve o'clock. Mom came home yesterday at two in the morning! Does that make sense for women of mother's age?! This mother is a widow, so take care of the honor and dignity of the mother!!" Barra started raising her voice.

"Say where did you go so late?"

"I also need Barra's entertainment. I'm lonely! Don't keep teaching me how to maintain self-esteem! I've been a widow since you were in High School! Is that not enough?!"

It is true what his mother said. It was her mother who took care of Barra alone. Since her father died, her mother has not remarried. And as far as Barra knew, her mother was also never in a relationship with another man. During this time his mother funded his life from the assets left by his father, there are several shophouses for rent and also rented houses. That's where his mother financed both of their lives all this time.

Barra couldn't blame her mother if she felt lonely. For years her mother had lived alone without a man's arms. As an adult, Barra knew exactly what her mother needed.

"Sit down, ma'am.we're talking good."

"What do you want to talk about? There's nothing to talk about" his mother replied.

"Sit Mom!!!" barra said firmly. Finally, his mother obeyed Barra's words.

"I don't mind if you want to be in a relationship with a man. I can accept that, I understand that. But you don't have to go home late like this, not good. Have a proper relationship, ma'am. Find the person you think is right for your mother. Remember the age of the mother, this mother is no longer young. I don't want any discordant voices in our neighborhood because of Mom's habit of coming home late. Our neighbors can think things out."

"I've paid off my mother's debt of three hundred million, still another hundred million in Bu Sandy because I haven't had time to take care of it. I hope next time you talk to me if you need money. I don't want to bear the shame if it's up to the person who lent the money to mom to charge into the office."

His mother looked sinisterly at Barra.

"Have you finished talking? Already satisfied? Is it because you have paid off my debt that you feel like you can just as casually lecture me?! I am your mother Barra!! Is it because you can make your own money that you can manage your mother, tell her which is good and which is not good? Don't be rude to your mother Barra!!"

"Bu .. don't get me wrong ..."

"Sound Barra ... I'm in a relationship with whoever it's my privacy! You have no right to mix it up!!!"