Aini's Heart Journey

Surprise

The morning sun began to shine in the eastern horizon. Its rays warm the earth, giving a thousand good things to every thing through it. The rays of his crow that adorn the morning sky, give a different spirit to each of the despair that is still awake.

"Mom', Aini go home first! Aini has to make breakfast for Mas Adit before leaving for work." A gentle woman whose hands are busy putting a jacket on her three-year-old son.

"Yes. Please apologize to Adit for bothering you so much." Reply to the middle-aged woman who is starting her physical age.

"What did this mother say? Where there are parents who trouble their children. After all, Mas Adit also knows the condition of Mother. So he never minded that Aini was here."

"Yes, be careful! Greetings to Adit."

"Yes Ma'am'. This is the same Umar went home first, ma'am'!" Pamit the woman while holding her son.

Three different generations shook hands. Saying goodbye to each other and storing memories as a longing medicine for the next few days.

Khadija Isnaini's. Simple woman with a beautiful face. His face always seemed to be heartbreaking to anyone who looked at him. His eyes are black and not too big, adding a soft impression on the face of a mother born one. Her skin is yellow, covered perfectly by the robe and hijab she always wears.

Aini is the second of two children. She has an older sister who now also has her own home life. Her older sister, who was married, lived with her husband in the hometown of the husband, Semarang.

Aini used to live with her mother in her hometown of Yogyakarta. Aini still lives in the city. However, he now lives with his only husband and son, Umar El-Farizqi. Her marriage was to her husband, Aditya Eka Subrata.

Adit is the only child of a successful culinary business owner in various cities. Fried Duck Bharata. The restaurant has more than fifty branches spread in cities in Indonesia. And it continues to grow to this day. The business was pioneered by Adit's father after his meat restaurant went out of business while Adit was still sitting on the Junior High School bench.

While Aini, is the daughter of an ordinary farmer couple who lived all mediocre since childhood. Aini's father has been gone since Aini was still sitting on the SD bench. His mother, Ratmini, was after that paying for his life. He worked as a domestic assistant at the home of a couple of lecturers at a famous university in the city of Yogyakarta.

Ratmini is no longer working. His body is often sickly and has a history of asthma, making it no longer strong work. He relied on the savings he had for several years working at his employer's home.

Aini rode her motorcycle with the son with a restless heart. He doesn't know why. But, his heart had been completely unsettled since last night.

Adit usually stays at Ratmini's house if Aini stays there. But not this time. Adit had a reunion with his High School friends yesterday, so he didn't stay the night. Aini finally visited Ratmini's house using his motorbike with Umar. He does not want to disturb the show of the husband with his friends.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat. My mother!" Sapa Aini as she tries to unlock the door of her house.

"Why is the door not locked? Was Adit out?" Aini muttered when she found the door of her house was not locked.

Aini immediately invited her son into the house. The house is still quiet and a little messy. There were three cups of cups still on his living room table.

"Sleepy kok? Daddy's! Yeah!" Aini tried to call her husband while putting the bag she was carrying on the dining table.

But still no answer.

"Umar here for a minute, baby! Mother woke up Dad in the room. Umar want to eat some more cake?"

The three-year-old boy nodded obediently. He sat in one of the dining chairs waiting for the mother to pick up the cake that had been brought from her grandmother's house.

After preparing three pieces of the legit sandwich on a small plate and a glass of water for Umar, Aini immediately headed for her room. He intends to wake Adit who may be in his room preparing to go to work. That's Aini's thinking.

Chequek.

"Mas, uh,,"

Aini immediately closed the door to her room. His body suddenly lost strength. His chest felt so tight and rumbling. His breath hunted irregularly. His gaze was suddenly empty.

Aini tried to regulate her breathing. Set his raging feelings for a moment. He turned to his son who was enjoying the cake he had prepared. He convinced himself to reopen the door to his room.

It felt so heavy Aini's hand to open the door of her room. He tried to convince himself that what he saw was wrong. The one Aini saw in her room was more precisely.

Chequek. Aini opened her bedroom door slowly. And without realizing it, his tears trickled to see what he had just seen at a glance turned out to be true.

The husband, Adit, was sleeping with a woman under the same blanket. And looking in Aini's eyes, it seemed like they were not wearing clothes under her covers. Aini's heart was further broken, when she realized that the woman in her place used to sleep with Adit, was someone she knew very well.

Aini began to step her feet into her room. Not to forget, he again closed the door, so that his son did not see the scene that should not be.

Seen his room that he lived yesterday is still neatly arranged, but now it looks so messy. The clothes of two people who were still sleeping together, lying irregular.

Aini rubbed her wet face rough.

"Mas, wake up! My mother!" Say Aini while shaking Adit's arm.

Adit squirmed a little. He also opened his eyes.

"Have you come home?" Sahut Adit lightly.

Aini just smiled a little. He walked around his bed. Adit followed where Aini was.

"Geez!" Adit tiptoed and immediately got up from his position.

"Sir, Sister Ratri! Wake Ma'am!" Say Aini while touching the plain arm of the woman sleeping on her bed.

The woman squirmed slightly, then opened her eyes.

"Here? Why are you here?" Plain asking.

Aini just smiled at her smile.

"Darling, listen to my explanation! It's not like you see." Said Adit immediately while slightly crawling closer to Aini on the other side of her bed.

"Geez!" Said the woman, whose name was Ratri.

Adit got out of bed immediately. He had completely forgotten that he still had not worn any clothes under his blanket. He approached Aini who started walking towards the door of the room.

"Darling, listen to me!" Prevent Adit quickly while grabbing both of Aini's arms.

"Mas, you're not wearing anything." Answer Aini flatly with a blank look at Adit.

"Argh, shit!" Umpat Adit who realized the situation.

Adit immediately ran to the bathroom. Aini immediately came out of her room. His body slumped perfectly leaning against the door of his room. Her tears broke again considering what she had just faced.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Said a woman from the front of Aini's house.

"Astaghfirullah's. What is this test, God?" Aini's heart ached as she heard the voice echoing in her house.

The voice of someone who Aini knew very well. Umar, who was busy enjoying the cake, immediately got out of his chair and ran to the person who said the greeting earlier, who began to enter his house.

"Wa'alaikumussalam." Aini replied while trying to remove the tear marks on her face, while walking towards the front door.

"Noh!" Call Umar happy.

Umar was only three years old, but he was able to say a few words clearly. Including calls to some people.

Yes, the one who came was Adit's mother, Suharti.

"Eh, Uti's granddaughter is home." Suharti replied kindly as he grabbed Umar's body and carried it.

"Yes Ma'am'." Aini who came to two people who smiled at each other.

Aini also greeted her in-laws.

"Where's Adit?" Tanya Suharti flat.

"Mas Adit is taking a bath, ma'am'." Honest Aini.

Suharti immediately stepped her foot leaving Aini. He used to come alone in the morning, riding his electric bike. The husband, Hadi Subrata, is always busy with his pet in the morning.

"Did my efforts last night work?" Inner Suharti while walking towards her son's room.

Aini was confused to see her in-laws walking towards her room. He had no reason to prevent his in-laws from entering his room which he had not yet settled. And in fact, there was still another woman in his room.

"Mom's had breakfast?" Ask Aini quickly.

"It." Suharti replied briefly.

"Sit down Mom', Aini make you a drink!" Pinta Aini is polite.

"Mom wants to talk to Adit." Suharti flat.

That was Suharti's attitude towards Aini. Tartly. He did not like Aini from the beginning. Just because Aini's family background isn't quite her level. In fact, he used to strongly oppose the marriage of Adit and Aini, until now.

"Dad." Umar said plainly.

"Dear, we'll go to my room and see Dad." Suharti softly said, landing a kiss on the cheek of her grandson.

Ah yes, although Suharti did not like Aini, but he loved Umar, his only grandchild.

Aini's panicking. He could not stop his mother from coming to his room. What he believes, Adit and Ratri must not have finished cleaning themselves.

"Down!" Call Suharti softly while opening the door of her son's room.

Adit who had just come out of the bathroom was just wearing an untyk towel covering the lower part of his body and Ratri who was still wrapped around the blanket to his body and was about to take a bath, surprised not to play when the door is open. Moreover, it was not Aini who opened it.

"Mother?" Adit and Ratri said simultaneously.

"What are you guys doing?" Snapped Suharti hard.

Aini immediately seized Umar from Suharti's hands. He did not want, his son heard or even saw things that should not be seen by children his age. Aini took Umar a little away from his room.

Suharti's eyeballs are perfectly rounded. His chest rumbled at the sight in his son's room.

"It can explain ma'am'. It's not what it looks like." Speak Adit quickly.

"What do you want to explain? There's clearly Ratri in your room. And he's not dressed? What have you guys done?" Lecar Suharti.

"That, that, that's a misunderstanding ma'am'." Said Adit stammering.

Adit has been trying to remember what happened last night, but it's not clear in his memory. He also tried to calm his mother who looked so angry because she saw him with Ratri in her room early in the morning.

While Ratri, immediately ran to the bathroom to clean himself. He felt very embarrassed, could be caught by two women who mean to Adit. He also tried to remember what happened to him and Adit last night, so that he could sleep with Adit in a state without a thread on his body. And he even felt pain in the core of his body.

"You have to take responsibility for what you did, Dit! I don't want any disgrace spread from our family." Suharti said firmly after a little argument with his son.

"But Ma'am',,"

"There's no but. Marry Ratri immediately!" Suharti's request was firm along with Ratri who had just come out of the bathroom.