Akara Longs for the Waiting

53

Four days have passed since Kai's departure. Meysa always missed that guy. Lucky busy at the store and the order of the bouquet that mounts make it for a moment can forget the sadness, although in certain moments he will feel so missed Kai.

This Sunday morning he was seen still busy completing homework with Eka.

“Mey, if the clothes have been rang, you go buy ingredients to cook first!"

Eka orders Meysa who is putting clothes that have been rinsed and soaked in fragrance into the washing machine dryer.

Meysa only nodded at a glance as she turned to the sister-in-law who was sweeping in the kitchen, along with Ciara who came while running around in swimsuits. There will be new ideas presented to her mother.

“Ma, where is my pool?" tanya Cia, then followed by Faza who entered while holding baby Gia.

Sunday mornings are always like this.

Eka turned to look at Faza full of probing, not happy to be disturbed if he was busy.

The father of two children just chuckled. He had suggested that Cia take a bath in a portable pool, because the boy kept whining to be taken to the waterboom, like last week.

“Mandi use portable pool Cia only, ask in mama, papa kompakan later!" As soon as Faza gave his son some advice.

As a result, the boy was immediately excited and did not ask to go to the waterboom again. He immediately changed clothes in a swimming costume and went to approach his mother.

With an annoyed face Eka's eyes shifted, from staring at Faza, now looking at Cia.

“Ndon't need Ci, it's hard if you want to compa!"

“Let's a compact papa!"

“That clears up and settles down later who? must be mama." Eka glanced cynically at her husband. Like mothers of three.

However, Cia's whining made Eka give in. While nagging he told Faza to take out the pool into the backyard which is quite spacious playground.

“Review if ndak instantly cleared!" eka's sweat on Faza and Cia who were struggling to pump the blue portable pool.

“Ready, will be immediately cleared bu boss!" Faza chimed in as he glanced at Cia who was chuckling.

While holding Gia, Eka entered with her face bent. She looks so overwhelmed, Sunday morning is indeed the most tumultuous day with whining and the actions of her son and husband who always give silly ideas to play. As a result, the week that should be a relaxing time even makes the mother of two children dizzy.

Luckily there is a sister-in-law who can be relied upon and help stop homework. Like this morning, Eka who intends to cook together must return to hold Gia because Faza must accompany Cia to swim.

“Not gone Mey?" eka asked Meysa who was still in front of the washing machine.

“Not brother, this from earlier the dryer sound continues, do not want to be balanced!" shoot Meysa who is overwhelmed face the washing machine that is sometimes complicated.

Eka nodded in understanding, the washing machine in the house was indeed often possessed.

“Regular happens, Mey." Eka.

He then went inside, leaving Meysa emotion alone because the washer dryer always sounded every time it was rotated. Makes Meysa yell in frustration.

“Argggght."

"Why not be balanced!"

“Fucking washing machine!" I cursed Meysa while beating up the washing machine. He then rearranged the clothes in the dryer.

After a few attempts, it could finally be. Meysa rubbed her sweaty forehead while sighing in annoyance. Then he took the money that Eka had put on the table, and went to buy vegetables as Eka had told him.

The plain mustard girl came out without using a head covering. As usual, Meysa is sometimes, sometimes alim and sometimes kunti.

Her hair was smeared with a clasp, a slightly wet negligee exposed to splashes of water while washing made her look like a real housewife. Her beautiful face was glistening with sweat.

“Woy, where are you going!"

Meysa looked at the neighbor. Where Rena was drying clothes next to the hostel. His best friend who wore the same negligee seemed to be wearing a sports hijab. Rena does not like to open the lid of the aura like it.

“Regular, mothers from an early age. Buy some vegetables!" meysa said as she opened the gate.

Rena nodded in understanding, then with narrowed eyes looked at Meysa's appearance.

“Ndak wear hijab again this child!" with julid's face. Meysa's best friend was indeed the one who dared to openly criticize her.

No, rather it was one of Rena's forms of concern for Meysa. Good friends should remind each other.

Meysa chuckles at the wrong behavior. “Hot Ren, I'm also in a hurry, this time breakfast is not yet done." Meysa spoke as she passed away.

Leaving Rena behind her waist-rigged bells accompanied the departure of her best friend who walked to the right of the house.

Meysa walks while humming, singing a song that Kai often sings to her whenever there is free time to accompany her sleepcall.

“Have my hand with my shoulder You will determine the direction, with me who will always take care of you.”.

“Nana nana...." Meysa's voice shrank as she watched the money in her hand. There are some 20 thousand, 10 thousand and some 5 thousand, Meysa then calculate and compile it. He stopped singing because he focused on counting the money Eka gave.

Meysa had already walked quite a distance, some people were passing by on the complex road. Sometimes Meysa just greeted with a smile.

Not far from home there is a vegetable seller, so Meysa prefers to walk. But, while in the middle of the road he saw a traveling vegetable trader who was in the crowd of mothers. Of course it was a fortune, so he did not need to go far to the vegetable merchant in the alley next door.

A group of shopping mothers turned to Meysa who was still quite far from them when one of the mothers opened the chat.

“That's Meysa right, Eka's sister-in-law?" ask the mothers who opened the conversation. The dapper mothers that night saw Meysa and Kai talking in front of the house. It seems they will be preparing to gossip.

“Do you know?" he said, waving a jemari.

“Know what?"

“Eh, what night time is there a guy in his house, until 10 o'clock still alone outside."

The words of the woman provoked the face of the maximum julid of other mothers look curious.

“Eh, isn't that kid that much to like? The kids of the complex here used to play there when he first lived with his brother."

What the mothers said is true. Meysa is often spoken by bachelors around the complex, not even a few who express feelings directly. However, he always refused, of course because of one man who until now is still attached to his heart. Moreover, Faza's possessive attitude made the brand afraid of approaching. Only Erza survives despite being rejected, other than because Erza still has a family relationship with Eka. The young man was indeed kind so Faza had no problem if Meysa was close to him.

“Ya does like a lot, but isn't she close to Erza?" ask the other mothers while sorting the vegetables. Deliberately stalling time so that it can serve longer. Hmmm!

“Eh iyo le, I think his brother-in-law Eka is dating Erza."

“So no girlfriend but why near other men." Mothers who first open the event gobingmaterial look maximal julid.

“Iyo dant, even though te is very pretty too his face is a child." The one chimed in

Without knowing their personal gifts are increasing, and even worse, the woman using a new motorbike stopped there it turns out to be Asmi's mother, Erza's mother.

“What are you talking about this guy?" Bu Asmi joined and chose the vegetables. The hand decorated with MCI bracelets looks good at sorting vegetables.

“Eh, there happens to be Bu Asmi!"

“This, we are discussing his future son-in-law's mother, he said close to another man. We have Erza!"

Jedar...

“Who?"

“That!" The blond-haired dapper mothers pointed at Meysa using their lips.

Instantly making Bu Asmi glare her eyes, she did not like to see Meysa. The memory of Erza's speech a few days ago which she said was rejected by Meysa further made the emotions of the mother of three children peaked.

“Whose men?" tanyanya looking for info.

“Te also know mom, what night I saw her with the man in front of her house Eka until 10."

“There know?"

The conversation of the mothers was immediately silent when they turned to the source of the voice. Meysa came in with a sweet smile, welcomed by the merchant who had been sitting in the pick up car seat with the door open.

“There, Meysa beautiful!" said the flirtatious fathers who often become subscriptions Meysa vegetables.

Making the mothers look at each other with julid's face, feeling annoyed because people judge Meysa beautiful even though according to those who are envious, Meysa is just an ordinary girl who has no advantages.

“Know 10 thousand, chili 10, same pokca there?" meysa asked without caring about the mothers who were there. He was lazy to be friendly because Meysa knew there was Mama Erza, the person who had openly tempted him.

“There, over there!" appoint a vegetable.

Meysa breathed a rough sigh when she saw the position of the wanted pokcai next to mama Erza.

Huh O God, lazy this self if you have to side by side with my grandmother! seloroh Meysa.

However, looking at the vegetable maker who did not intend to take it, he took a deep breath, gathering the intention to step in that direction.

Hope this is no longer a mother!

Meysa then began to choose without looking at Ms. Asmi. Without knowing, Asmi began to be upset to see Meysa who looks to pee. Ms. Asmi recalled Meysa's rejection of Erza, she felt humiliated because Meysa refused after she gave her permission. Padakan wrong yourself 😏

“Heh Meysa!"

Glek, Meysa who had been warning closed her eyes for a moment. Trying to convince yourself not to be emotional.

While some of the mothers who were there immediately glared their eyes, it seemed like they would witness an exciting debate.

“Yes?" meysa asked without turning her head, now her hands are busy choosing cabbage and carrots that will be used to make bakwan.

“In case you're talking to that old man face here!"

Meysa is still trying to control herself to stay calm and not be ignited by emotions.

“Yes?" Meysa turned her head with her eyes rolling, her chest looking up and down trying to stabilize her breathing.

Instead of being afraid, he felt it inappropriate to fight an older person. But if Asmi's mother returns to meet him with parents, of course Meysa will not stay silent.

Asmi's cynical gaze made Meysa again take a deep breath.

“Tante what to say?"

Instead of answering, Ms. Asmi even showed a throbbing face. Makes Meysa repeatedly try to calm herself in the heart.

Patience, Mey! Be patient! Remember, he's an old man!

“You're so pretty Meysa!"

“Which other men you approached until my son you rejected!"

Turns out that's the problem. It seems Mama Erza felt humiliated because the love of the child was rejected.

“But there is also a thankfulness Erza you refuse, my son does not deserve to be with a woman who has no education."

Jamb...

The words of Bu Asmi were like a spear that stuck in the heart of Meysa. His injuries made his entire body seem to be helpless. Meysa wanted to cry, but she was not that weak if she had to show weakness in front of people.

To cover her aching heart, Meysa showed a smile.

“Pardon me in advance Auntie, here I want to explain one thing so that my aunt stops being wrong let alone to vilify and insult like this!"

Ms. Asmi looked at Meysa with a furious face, not expecting Meys to dare to directly challenge her. Luckily the other mothers did not pump. If it wasn't possible Meysa would be even more helpless.

While the father of the vegetable maker who heard it immediately stood up, fixated on hearing the debate.

“You're with anyone I have nothing to do with auntie or Erza, that's my right!" meysa said firmly. Tired of always being accused of approaching Erza.

“I have nothing to do with Erza Aunty, we are just friends!"

“It's true Erza never liked me but I te want because I know how aunty man!"

Ms. Asmi's face looks angry to hear Mwysa's words, but she is also not given a gap to cut Meysa's words. Quickly the girl continued to reveal her heart.

“I've never liked Erza. Aunt's son who keeps going."

“I rejected him because I already have a fiancee, and the person I mean is my fiancee!"

“Today aunt understands, right?"

Meysa said with a pus, her lips trembling withstanding the cries. This time he was really defending himself. No longer want to hear a no-no story about Him and Erza.

“So aunt take it easy, I will never be the same Erza! We're just friends!"

Meysa paused her speech. His eyes looked at all the mothers who were glued to watch the debate between them.

“And one more, hopefully aunty can daughter-in-law who high school. The equivalent of Erza, unlike me!"

“Without being told or gossiped about here and there Meysa has become too aware, Aunt Asmi!" Meysa emphasized her last sentence.

One clear circle that really could not be dammed finally dripped. However, soon Meysa turned to staring at the vegetable.

“How much is it all?" she asked with a trembling voice holding back the cry. Sad to feel humiliated in public.

“Eh." Quickly the greengrocer wrapped up Meysa's entire groceries while calculating the total.

“65 thousand."

Meysa handed over the fitting money, he quickly grabbed his groceries then hurriedly left without saying anything.

Meysa's departure makes the atmosphere become quiet and silent. All the mothers looked at Asmi's mother who looked silent. As if at a loss for words hearing Meysa's entire expression.

“Poor is also the child le!" One of the mothers half whispered. Which immediately got an elbow from a friend beside him.

“Baribut!"

To be continued....