Between Me and My Husband

His heart is learning

The hand of Mas Dipta held tightly to my body. He seemed to miss me a lot, but this time I won't be fooled. And when the hands of Mas Dipta have started guerrilla I immediately stopped the action.

"I'm coming the moon." I said, when it was not true, my month came a week ago to coincide with him leaving for Bali.

Mas Dipta sighed, like disappointed. But then he smiled and gently rubbed my head.

"That means my efforts are not yet? Once you've finished your month, I'll try harder." His words are full of steadiness. I could only be astonished by what was on his mind at the moment.

"Now kiss only." He was about to kiss my lips, I immediately turned around until his lips just touched my cheek.

"Better Mas Dipta take a shower first." My elbow.

"Well all right.. I take a shower, after the shower don't avoid me anymore, okay?!" He said as he walked back towards the bathroom.

When she was in the bathroom, I immediately came out of the room. Do anything outside, so as not to be alone with Mas Dipta.

Monday arrived, in accordance with the promise of Mas Dipta I was allowed to go home but considering the schedule of my short semester lecture will be started, then only a few days I was there. Imagining reuniting with my mother and sister makes me happy.

"Don't turn off your phone while there?" Mas Dipta said when the flight call to Bali was heard. I just nodded.

Then he hugged me, I stiffly returned his embrace.

"When you arrive, call me immediately. Greetings to your mother and sister, I'm sorry I couldn't keep you there."

After that Mas Dipta rubbed my hair and released his embrace. He kissed my forehead for a moment.

"I'm leaving first." He said again, I grabbed his hand and kissed him. After that he walked away from me.

I looked at his back that was behind me. How much I really miss him, but the reality I saw yesterday really took a beating on me. I wanted to cry, but I could bear it as much as I could. In the end my tears came out without me being able to hold them anymore.

When I heard the call for my flight I hurriedly wiped away my tears. And soon it's over from there.

I arrived at my hometown by noon. Welcomed by my mother who can do activities as usual. The atmosphere of blue haru when we hug each other takes off longing.

"Piye how are you doing nduk? When I suddenly came home, what was it? Why not create the same?" Mom in a row asked after we let go of each other.

"My news is good, ma'am. Because college still has not started me to go home for a while, pas Mas Dipta also has a job in Bali. It feels so bad, Mom." My answer is carried away by feeling until my tears seep out.

"Oo. yes wis, let's go in!" Mom grabbed my arm and took me home.

I went straight to my room, put my small suitcase in the corner of the room and breathed in the air inside. After resting for a while and changing clothes, I went out to my mother.

I see mom is cooking with help Mbok Nah. From the aroma it is smelled that the mother is cooking sambal terasi and salted fish. My favorite menu from the past.

"Can I help you, ma'am?" I asked them to stop their activities.

"It's done for me." Answer me while moving food to the dining table.

"How's everything going there? All right, all to?" Further.

"Goddessalam.. Thank God everything is good."

Then the conversation continued until the three of us had lunch together. I forgot to call Mas Dipta and tell him.

Until that afternoon when my sister came home from school. He was so happy to see me, that I was hugged.

"Hp Kania why?" He asked in the middle of letting go of missing me.

"Huh? It's in the room. Why why?"

"Mas Dipta tuh. had called me up to 3 times. I just picked up after lunch break, she nanyain Mbak.he said mbak mbak can not be contacted." The answer.

"Oh yes. mbak forgot, so fun to talk with Mom and Mbok Nah. Just go to the room first." My speech. I see Mom shaking her head.

"Mbak Kania, masa' ngabarin husband to forget. Don't-don't already have a husband also forget.." seloroh Tiara my sister who I still have time to hear. I didn't forget the deck, but I deliberately avoided it.

I saw my phone running out of power. When I charged up, and turned it back on. There were some calls from Mas Dipta, there was also a message from him. I read a message from him, essentially asking why I was so hard to call.

"Did something happen Nduk?" Mom's voice was on the doorstep of my room. Then he stepped closer to me, sitting on the side of the bed next to me.

I shook my head slowly, but I didn't seem to believe it. He narrowed his eyes as if he was looking into my eyes.

"You know nduk? Even if your lips smile and say fine, but your eyes can't lie. There is an emergency there. What's up to nduk?" Urge Mom while gently stroking my hair.

Feeling the attention and affection from Mom, made my eyes glassy. I immediately rested on Mom's lap. Wept for a moment there and when it calmed down I told Mother everything. That I found a woman's room in Mas Dipta's apartment. Still complete with his clothes, equipment, and photos have not even been removed. Mas Dipta is married to me.

I returned as if to spill the sadness of my heart that I had been enduring after telling everything. Mother patiently calmed me down, at the door of my back repeatedly. After crying, I calmed down.

"What should Nia do Mom? It feels like Nia doesn't want to see Mas Dipta anymore." I said with the rest of my tears. Mom breathed deeply, maybe she also felt the pain I was experiencing. But he still showed his determination and policy.

"Did Nak Dipta ever talk about another woman in front of you?" Ask. I shook my head, as I remembered that Mas Dipta had never talked to me about other women. He always dodged when I asked him if there was a woman he loved.

"Have Nak Dipta ever quietly called when at home with you or has he ever looked for your mistakes and messes for no reason?"

"She's never Mom, but at the beginning of the wedding she said she didn't want me to interfere with her business and we even slept in separate rooms."

Mom was silent, even surprised when I told her that we slept apart. He rubbed my shoulder.

"Then what now? Are you guys still like that? Not intervening and sleeping in separate rooms?"

I looked down, and slowly shook my head. This time I heard Mom sigh again but there was relief there.

"Listen, you married not because of love, and surely you have a past each. One of them that you see, it is the past of Nak Dipta, especially maybe the past has been intertwined for a long time and suddenly you appear. It could be done, it could not be finished. But trust your husband, he must know what's good and what's not about this marriage. Love cannot be forced, but the heart can learn. Nowadays you are often together, do you know, love can grow because it is used to it? I think Nak Dipta is like that, his heart is now definitely learning, he can also learn from you. Evidently he never talked about anything about the other woman in front of you, even he treated you well. Now look, when you can't get in touch he's looking for a way to hear from you. It will take a while but wait, believe me he is cleaning up his past. Don't keep avoiding it. Thinking positively creates good energy as well. This is a new page for you, so fill it with your romantic story."

Mom taught me at length. I just kept quiet listening.