Between Me and My Husband

Don't listen to them

I responded to Mother's words just now. My heart feels a little light. It feels like there is a breeze going into the recesses of the heart. Although bad thoughts are not completely lost, at least not as much as before.

And while my mind was still stirring, I heard my phone tremble. The Dipta called.

"That's a long-life talk, call me right away." Tapping Mom with a smile. I swallowed with a little trouble.

"Fuck up! Friendly husband should not be ashamed. Show her your love for her. Mom wants to go ahead first." Mom got up and went out of the room.

I still continue to stare at the screen hp featuring the name Mas Dipta was calling. With a trembling heart I shifted the green mark on the screen.

"Assalamualaikum Mas.." I said, I heard a noise there. Like he was driving.

"Walaikumsalam, my goodness Kania. I took the car out for a while." He said, and was silent for a moment. That's right, he's on his way.

"Nia.." called him, after a moment of silence.

"Yes mas?"

"Why can I call? Didn't I just say that I've reached me immediately? But why didn't you call me? Even when I called you so many times, your phone wasn't active. What are you doing Nia?" Ask like people are panicking. I was even stunned by the questions from him just now.

"I'm sorry Mas, meeting and chatting a lot with my mother and sister made me forget."

"Ah, thank goodness.I guess you still keep avoiding me. Is everything okay there?"

"Yes, thank God everything is fine. What about the work of the Creator? Is everything all right?"

"Hem. pray that everything will be smooth and quickly finished so that we do not need to separate again." He said it made my blood rustle. Unknowingly I put on a smile, Mas Dipta hopes we will not be separated anymore. Does this mean he also hopes that we will be together forever?

"Yes, I hope everything goes well." My answer.

"You know, I'll go on the road first. I'll call you later tonight."

"Yes, I'll wait any hour, even if it's midnight." My speech.

"Yes, yes. Asalamualaikum..."

"Walaikumsalam, hearts yes mas"

"Yes Nia.."

Tut tut tut tut

Call disconnected. I was still confused, and suddenly I felt a very longing for him. It's not enough to just hear his voice, but there's nothing I can do to let go of this miss. If there was a door anywhere Doraemon, surely I would immediately meet Mas Dipta.

While in the village, I visited several places. In addition to Bibi's house, which must have been there always busy with her catering business, I also walked down the streets of the village to see how beautiful my birthplace was. On the outskirts of the village, I saw the view of the rice fields stretching soothing to the eyes.

Not to forget I also stopped to a place that I remember when I was a child is a park where I often play swings. Now the park is no longer there, changing into a mini mart building that is open until midnight.

Along the way, I just learned that many rumors were milling about me. About my marriage of course with the son of a famous philanthropist and wealthy in his native place.

"Alaaah.the pellets must have worked." Timpal's another friend.

"Yes, how could Ms Ratna's son want to be with her if not in ewes-ewes..."

"But she went home alone, where was her husband?"

"That's all. if you marry the results of kayak it will not last. Mostly she came home because her husband had started to wake up."

"Haduuh... already on what the hell? It's not good to talk about people, sin you know.." Reprimand the other who is wise.

I looked at them right away, after I got the cilor I ordered. The mothers, who talk about people, have become a hobby for them.

"Eh. ngliatin tuh, like a horrors. Dah yuk, disperse!!"

They also disperse themselves in unison. I went home with a feeling of uncertainty. Did my mother and sister also hear the rumor that was unfaithful?

Arriving at home almost maghrib, I saw Mom was cleaning some clothes pela*nggan who was in the laundry. Mother did decide to reopen her laundry services after feeling her body is really healthy.

"Mom, can Nia help you?" My toot.

"No Nia, it's just a little, it's over." Answer Mother. I nodded, saying the cilor I bought earlier he was on the table. Tiara usually likes snacks like this, but I haven't seen her since.

"Where's Mom?"

"Your brother again nganterin laundry an already kelar."

"Oo. oh yes ma'am, it was on Nia's street horrified some bad grapevine about Nia. Maybe all this time Mother or adek also horrified to continue to be uncomfortable. Sorry Nia ya Ma'am..."

Mother stopped her activities, she looked at me then sighed deeply.

"Why are you apologizing? Don't listen to people who don't know the truth. We also can not silence their mouths one by one, all we can do is have to tell our hearing about the words that are not true. We're the ones going through, why are they the ones who bother to take care of it. No need to think about it. Take a shower, maghrib!" Mother said, making a hand gesture to throw me away.

"Yes ma'am, Nia take a shower first." I go into the room, get a change of clothes to take to the bathroom. Change clothes in the bathroom, because the bathroom in my house is only one, that's near the kitchen. So if you want to take a shower, you have to bring a change of clothes.

At 8 o'clock, I'm in my room. Looking at my phone, hoping that Mas Dipta would contact me as soon as the night before. But the call has not yet come. I even realized that the message he sent last time was this afternoon. Very busy himself. Maybe it's because it's going to be the weekend, so he's done all his work first before heading back to Jakarta tomorrow. The plan is indeed we will return to Jakarta tomorrow from each of our places now.

Since there was no incoming call, I tried to text him first.

Busy, huh Mas?

Long time no reply, not read. Makes my eyes sleepy. I almost fell asleep as I felt the phone in my hand tremble. My hustle is open, there is a reply message from Mas Dipta.

Busy missed you. Come out, meet me quickly!

The reply from him made me cringe. Whatdoes thatmean? Out where? I heard a noise outside.

What the hell is that? Like it was real rame. I was curious and stopped sleeping and stepped out of the room.