ABI'S HUSBAND OF CHOICE
SPAS 17
Finally the bushel containing food that was not touched hussein was finished in cleaning Aida. Put a branch in the closet where clean dishes are placed so that the water drops and dries.
"Did Husein eat, Ai?" Fatima who just happened to come to the kitchen saw the son-in-law put the bushel into the closet.
"Alhamdulillah ran out Bun," Aida replied displaying her sweet smile. In her heart Aida continued to apologize to her mother-in-law for lying. Not that Aida wanted to lie just that Aida did not want her mother-in-law was sad because the cuisine they made was not touched at all.
"Alhmadulillah Ai, happy Mother finally what we cook in Hussein spent without rest. Mommy is sure when you deliver the food to Husein's office, surely the child will spend what we have cooked without waste. Incidentally it was Hussein's favorite food, Ai," Fatimah told the daughter-in-law who could only smile bitterly.
"Really Bun?" ask Aida enthusiastically. But deep down he was crying over the food he had thrown away. Aida remembered the street children she often met choosing the leftovers contained in a very smelly garbage can. If usually Aida would give them at least a piece of bread but, but now she was throwing away food that even street children could be happy to receive such good food. His heart was very sad to remember the food that had gone stale without being able to enjoy.
"Yes Ai, at that time it was fitting that Mother made the same food as Husein would always add Ai. He said it was very delicious and made the stomach ask for more and more. If only the hull was as big as a bucket it might have been spent." Fatimah with happy eyes. Imagine the times Husein devoured his food endlessly.
'You only know the Mother's son did not touch the food at all. Surely Mother will feel disappointment to the son of Mother as I currently feel. Though I have reminded if the food also intervened Mother. But look even Mas Husein didn't touch her at all, Mommy. The food was already lying in the trash can of Mother, Aida's inner self who was crying more and more. Even the bright netra already looked glazed.
"Ehh, why are you crying Ai?" Fatimah was surprised to see her daughter-in-law's eyes glazed over.
"Emm it's okay Bun, I'm just overwhelmed by Mother's words" Aida replied, wiping away the tears that were carelessly coming out of those eyes.
"Kirain Mommy you really cry Ai," said Fatimah smiling.
'I really cry Mother, I cry because the food has been buried horribly in the garbage can. If only it would not be eaten Mas Husein, I would be willing to bring back and give to people who need Mother, ' Again inner Aida said.
"Heheh no Bun, what am I doing anyway? I'm not in the same mood as Mother,"
"You are Ai, Mother will never be angry with you, Ai. You are like your own daughter. Even though your status is only a daughter-in-law but, Mommy already considers you more than that," Honestly Fatimah to her daughter-in-law.
"Mother could have been," Aida blushed to hear her mother-in-law's words.
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Husein, Aida and Husein's parents are sitting in the living room enjoying the spectacle on television. Follow the sweet tea and pastries placed in a jar.
"Seim, Ai tomorrow Daddy and Mommy will go back abroad again because the work there is waiting. So Dad and Mommy don't stay here for a week." Hamzah opened the conversation as they stared at the television.
"Why so fast? Isn't it only two days that Father and Mother are here?" Aida looked at her father-in-law. Though Aida still wants to enjoy togetherness with her mother and father-in-law.
"Dad can't leave the job any longer, son, so Father and Mother tomorrow have to go back there again. Maybe in quite a long time because, Dad will finish the task there and will come back here again but, uh, in the Lord God the Father and Mother will settle here and leave the company in the same to the confidants of the Father," Hamzah explained to his son-in-law.
"But before Mommy and Dad come home, Mommy wants you and Hussein to give us happy news, son. So that we can play with your kids. Mommy already really wants to have grandchildren," said Fatimah staring changed children and daughter-in-law.
"Yes Sein, Ai what Mother said was right. We can't wait to play with our granddaughter who was certainly born from the womb of your wife, Aida," Hamzah pressed Aida as she stared intently at the son.
"Ahh yes, do'ain yes Bun, Well," replied Hussein accordingly. Even in the bottom of his heart never wanted the birth of a child from his wife's womb. Husein only wants a child who is out of the womb of the lover, Sinta.
"Surely, Mother and Father will surely wish you all the best, Son," Sweet smile imprinted perfectly on the face of the old Fatimah who is grateful to still look young.
Aida didn't let out her get it. There was nothing Aida could say but silence with a mind that flew somewhere. His mouth seemed locked and reluctant to answer the words of the in-laws.
"You don't have a big head when Mother says you want to have a grandchild. Must you remember if I only want a child born from the womb of my lover!" Press Husein to Aida who is now in the room to get ready for bed.
Aida looked at Husein with a frown. Even he did not discuss about the child that he knew for sure Husein would not want the child to hang born from his womb. Just touching her Husein won't want how she'll get pregnant.
"Yes, I understand what you're saying. Without you being clear, I understand, "Aida can display her smile even if it's forced.
"It's good that you understand. So I will not be tired of looking for answers if one day Mother and Father ask us a child. I will answer enough if we still want to spend time alone without the presence of a child for a long time" Husein said without knowing how sick Aida is today.
"Yes," That's all Aida can say. His heart was already sliced with the rejection that Husein had made to him.
Aida chose to sleep instead of prolonging the impending problem. His body was also very tired, including his heart. Therefore Aida prefers to rest her body.
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