ANTERIOR

ANANTARA - 4 Injured

It has been a week since Adam's time in my house, it feels like this heart is a little treated day after day, although sometimes this heart will still feel painful when hearing Adam's mother who sent word to the woman.

Am I ready for honey?

I don't know, actually this heart is still reluctant to accept all that, but I also don't want to lose Adam.

And now, I'm trying to live my days as I used to, trying to ignore all this heartbreak.

"Mas still not going to work?" I asked Adam who was playing play station with Ali in the family room.

"Mas is still on leave, after all it's been a long time ago also not taking a leave of absence right." Answer Adam who is still focusing on the tv screen.

I can only shake my head while laughing at the behavior of my husband and son who focus on playing Play station.

I immediately went to the kitchen to make a snack for Adam and Ali. It feels like my old life is starting to come back slowly.

This week I began to forget about this problem that a month ago had my mind thrown into chaos.

When I was ready with a plate of apples in my hand, I walked back to the living room. However, I did not find Adam's mas there, only Ali was still sitting there.

I kept a plate of apples on Ali's side table. "So seriously, Umma's son, nih while glistening with apples." I said to Ali while stroking the top of his head.

"Hehe, yes Umma, thank you." Reply to Ali with his signature grin.

I also tried to find the existence of Adam, in the room, in the backyard of the house and in other rooms was nil. Until the last room I haven't tried is the living room.

I walked around casually, trying to guess what my husband was doing there. To the extent that he left Ali alone playing the play station inside.

"Mas," I shouted in a soft tone calling out his name.

Instead of hearing Adam's reply, I faintly heard a female voice.

"I miss you!"

Wh who? My inner.

"Why the hell! I am also your wife! I need your attention too! It's been a week since I've been alone in the apartment!"

I who heard that voice further downplayed my steps. This heart that had been fine at first had now become frightened.

Afraid that this heart would get hurt again. And sure enough, when I got to the living room, I saw Adam who was hugging a woman who was none other than Erika.

Again and again, this heart still could not accept all reality. I know the fact that the woman was Adam's wife, still did not sincerely see Adam's mas adjacent to him.

"Dear of it!" Adam said when he saw me standing behind him.

Tears that have been in my eyes, I try to hold it so as not to fall. I tried to smile even though I was sick.

I have to understand that Adam didn't want all this to happen either. Anyway, I don't want to start trying to get used to something like this.

"Yes, there's a guest turned out." My reply while trying to wipe my small eye peluk.

Erika who was now hugging spoiled Adam, reluctantly let go of her embrace, even though she had seen me who was now walking closer to her.

My heart ached again to see the woman who was also the wife of Adam, hugging Adam very spoiled.

Feeling unwilling, but the reality made me realize that he was also entitled to my husband.

Mas Adam tried to release Erika's embrace, but clearly Erika did not want to let go of her embrace.

"Erika, let's go first." Adam told Erika.

"Why the hell! You usually like me too, I hug you!" Erika said with her potent tone.

I don't seem to be ignoring Erika. Oh God, can this heart patiently face all this.

"But let go first yeah." Adam tried to persuade Erika back, with a pale look on her face, probably afraid that I would scold her.

It was true that I wanted to anger me. But, how could it be, I don't think I could.

"Why the hell! If at home, if I hug that you must immediately take me to the room! Why would you want to leave here!" Reply Erika who is now getting frontal with her words.

I know that woman now wants to make me feel jealous and angry, but what does this have to be?

"I went in first yah mas, Kasian Ali alone inside." My reluctant speech to increasingly see the childish behavior of the woman.

I who walk away from them both can only continue to say Istighfar in my heart, trying to relieve the increasingly heated fire in this heart.

I sat my ass next to Ali. Uninvited tears came on their own, drenching this cheek.

My determination to try to understand was defeated by this pain that I somehow could not avoid.

I saw Adam walking in with Erika.

"Aisha" call Adam to me.

I turned and nodded at him, as if answering what he wanted.

"Can we talk in front for a minute?" Ask Adam carefully.

"Mm, sure, wait a minute." My reply.

"Let's wait a minute well, Umma wants to talk to Abi in front." I said to Ali, peeking at her forehead.

Trying to strengthen myself by looking at my heart with Adam's mas.

"Yes Umma, uh who is Umma?" Reply Ali while asking about the presence of someone he does not recognize.

I tried to close my eyes, trying to figure out what to say to Ali.

"Hi! Ih gemesnya, you Ali well, know me, hmm, mother call me mother Erika well, I'm his wife Abi you, so from now on I'm also her mother Ali, right!" Typal Erika suddenly whose words made me and Adam's dazed.

"Astaghfiullah!" I'm lirih.

How could he say that to a 5-year-old.

"Mother! Don't want! Ali doesn't want a mother! Umma! Don't want! Ali doesn't want to! Ali just wants Umma!" Shouted Ali while throwing his PS stick towards Erika.

"AWW! Ih, you bad boy! Just play some throwing!" Erika said in an annoyed tone to Ali.

I quickly grabbed and grabbed my son. I wanted to slap Erika in the face, which made my son cry.

"Sstt, it's well baby, gakpapa, it's Umma, it's already." I tried to calm Ali down.

"ARIKA!" Adam I saw was looking at Erika with her red face holding back anger.

"What the hell mas! What's wrong I said that! It's really right! He's your son well means my son too!" Reply Erika casually.

It was my heart that didn't feel right to hear him say that my son was his son too.

"OUT!" Say it with a tone that restrains anger.

"Aisha," Adam tried to call me, knowing that I was holding back a great anger.

"Please get him out of here!"

"Well! Fuck up! Play drive-out! Eat it if you're the real mom! Want not to want him to also know that I am also entitled to be his mother because I am his WIFE mas Adam! Teach his son Tata Krama! Play time throw stuff! It's not polite to know!" Erika's timpals are getting me on the black.

I also stood up while holding me Ali who was still crying.

"I BEG YOU TO COME OUT OF THIS RASH OF MINE BEFORE I ACTUALLY EXPEL YOU IN A WAY YOU WOULD NEVER HAVE THOUGHT OF!"

My sharp look was directed at him. This heartache finds advice that sounds like ridicule, from women who have absolutely no idea about how to take care of children.

How can my heart try to be patient when I am in the words of a mother who is not right in educating my child.

Adam, who knew very well that I was now in a great rage, tried to pull Erika out of my house.

I saw the woman kept screaming indistinctly which further heated up this heart.

"Astaghfirullah, astaghfirullah," I said continuously.

I was standing and holding Ali, trying to walk into the room and lay Ali on the bed.

"Dear on, it's well, Umma's here." Saying to him.

"Umma here baby, Ali only has Umma, this is Umma Ali," I continued to hug my son who was still sobbing in his tears.

A 5-year-old who knows nothing, who only knows about his happy family, is suddenly forced to find out that his Abi has another wife.

How could this child not cry like this.

"Honey, Umma knows Ali is upset, but Umma is here, Ali can cry as much as Ali ko, and Umma will still accompany Ali here." I tried to get Ali to know what it was to be upset, and let him know that crying was okay.

Let go, your annoyance, and now I cry, releasing my anger and annoyance, along with my eldest son.