BETWEEN YOU HE AND ME
an unexpected divorce
"where are we going a?" dian asked her husband, "a cape kirain wants to rest first. I just woke up when a phone told me to open the door." My husband was so cold I didn't talk much I didn't ask many questions afraid of offending which made our relationship tenuous again. "I take a bath first yes stink" I rushed to his usual bathroom if I take a shower he followed but this is not but I tried to calm down even though I began to be uncomfortable with his silence. I speeded up my shower to keep buying her breakfast afraid she hadn't had breakfast.
"i bought breakfast first"
"ga. Later on" he replied still with his frost, his, I undo my intention to go to the market I began to approach her I sat on her thigh flank my habit if she sat leaning because my habit was spoiled near her. I kissed her cheek but she was still cold, and I asked because I could at least be cuddled with my husband.
"why is diem bae?" ask me while blurring "cape? What time is it?" I fell on his thigh and held his hand to put his hand to my face.
"why hmm?" I try to ask many times "kalo cape still sleepy gih later I wake up" I kiss his forehead. "abis hold the refrigerator huh? It's cold tumben"
"wake me up at 8 o'clock yes, at 8 we leave you wear white clothes yes" he ordered
"where are you going? Kepo deh?"
"later also know, do not have much to ask" still with his frost I don't know why
"that's so bad, yeah I'm going to bed at 8" I said to her and I kissed her cheek routine before she went to bed.
kriinngggg
My phone rang Rian call again I'm afraid my husband knows, it's nothing but afraid he's got a bad mind.
"hallo" I answered to receive a phone call I deliberately answered in front of him because I did not want to raise suspicion "sorry I did not enter first my husband just came home" I went straight to the point so there wasn't much stale language and closed my phone
"who that?" ask my husband "ko boy"
"that's a aunt husband in the store I was yesterday Friday Saturday and Sunday help-sales there. Maybe the phone call left but I said there's a new one coming home" reason I feel relieved because not many more questions. I'm silent hp I let you not be confused when texting or ringing the phone.
Dreeettt's voice incoming message turns out to be from Rian again
"*duh whose husband comes home until no one wants to wait" read the message he sent
"do not macem-m sorry my husband at home I'm afraid he knows and can think macem-macem." answered my message to him
"fuck you" she said in a short message
"what do you mean?" ask me when I read the message he sent me. No answer I was a little provoked emotion I reply his message "you're wrong people if you call me rich that. I don't know you so I'm sorry that jerk you're not me." I deleted all messages from Rian to make my husband unsuspecting.
Drreet messages in I think Rian but not from the owner of the store where I work.
"where?" ask the shop owner
"why at home?" ask me "the one who came yesterday again to see you."
"news also there send a message to me "answer me
"but you don't know, you know"
"i told him there was a husband he said I'm a jerk tan.plus ilfeel aja"
"when's your husband coming home?" ask her to me
"then about 6 o'clock less than half 6 passing by. I'm males tan,, watch him" I replied to my boss
"yes, I'm pretty proud of my husband"
"iyaa aunty thanks for the info, don't say anything about me yes I'm males tan,, I'm afraid to be weird news I don't want" I said during the bales the message my boss sent me.
"okay, calm down" she replied in the message.
at exactly 8 am I woke up my husband I don't want to make any more mistakes, I'm not questioning his cold attitude to me now I'm trying to be okay so that I don't fuss anymore when I can't "just be rich that's also good later " I whispered in my heart while calming the turmoil of my heart.
"a woke up" I woke up very carefully. I stroked her hair and kissed her cheek, she was still cold with her attitude "yu woke up her word woke up at 8 o'clock is already past 2 minutes you know"
he was like a shock when I woke up, right, "why is it 8 o'clock, why isn't it 7:30 o'clock?" his words a little emotional tone. "yu cepet you get ready later late, do not forget to wear white clothes"
"where are we going, why the rush?" ask me too while saying "I don't have a white shirt, how is it?"
"what's important white" he said began to raise his tone "it's been cepet ga no need to catapult why can't it?"
"why are you going back and forth ko gini" I asked
" don't ask why you make me rich gini "his answer with emotions "don't have much debate later late complicated again business" I also obey me to wear a white robe given by my mother when yesterday the manasik event at my child's school and not used.
"this cake ain't nothing, is it?" ask me
"it's not hard to do anything about it either" his answer still sounded emotional. We also left in a hurry. Along the way we just kept quiet I don't want to discuss anything that makes runyam. our vehicle stopped in front of the warteg in the market I was wondering if there was a strange way to pass the road that leads to the border of the province "weird ko why come here?" ask me in my heart because I don't want to ask afraid of being wrong
"let's go in breakfast first" said his flat tone that came out of his mouth makes me reluctant to ask anything I just obey him with a raging heart. Finished I followed her from behind and boarded our motorbike and reached the destination, an office where we 16 years ago take care of marriage letters, yes KUA office I was reluctant to follow her "what is this why here" whispered me in my heart as if I did not want to step I suddenly tremble felt limp feet while supporting the body "what's this God help me throw away that is in my bad mind" I can't help mentioning the name of God.
He came out of the room to me who was still in front of the KUA office with a map and said
"mother Dian?" asked the employee, I also saw my father who married us first and entered the room that the employee instructed me to "please enter the mother's room first while waiting for his father to take care of his documents"
"document?" many times I whispered in my heart. "what is really going to happen, what is going to happen?" not long after my husband had returned with the stamp and invited me inside. I sat beside him unable to say anything like a buffalo on the nose I followed their orders.
"let me sign here" I signed the paper. I read the letterhead on the paper with the divorce deed I was shaking when I signed it I looked at my husband from the romance his face looks ordinary, just plain, I didn't realize I was shedding tears when she came home just to divorce me. I didn't expect that long she'd go to me, I thought she'd gone just to calm herself down and come back for me and the kids, I'm glassy, I think, my mind was not lost when I stepped out of the room.
"let me take you home" said my husband as I walked out I did not answer the power of my mouth to say, I left him while he caught up with me
"let's go home, I'll take you home" I don't mind it it's up to me to keep walking quickly when he comes back after using his motorbike I deliberately hide for what now he's good to me if only to hurt me. Once unseen I came out of hiding and walked down the small alleyway to my house. unceasingly I cried all the way I could only bow the way not knowing what I thought when it was angry, sad, sad all of it became one.
my cell phone Krrriinng reads, Faith calling me faith is my husband's name. I turned off the phone so many times I turned off my phone when he called. At the end of the day, a message rang on my phone,
"where areyou? Let me pick you up" a message from the faith I read doesn't want me to return it. He called again
"hallo" I answered on the phone
"where are you? I'll pick you up let me drive you home"
"what care are you?" answer me angry
"do you want to walk around the house?" ask her. I hung up the phone one-sided I don't care about anything
"yes, I'm home. I'm saving money for you and the kids under the tv, I'm sorry." a message of faith sent to my phone. I could only cry my heart felt slashed by a sharp object that was very painful and painful. Her tega she left me when I had a weird problem.
Krrriiinngggg my phone rang without me seeing it I sneered many times even dozens of times ringing I did not lift it and suddenly there was a motor stop in front of me.
"heyy" she said to me, I looked at her "Rian?" I whispered I didn't rub her I kept walking without looking at her again.
"you why?" ask her "why do you walk by yourself? From where?" I can't answer only tears that answer her questions
"hey" she blocked my hand "you why are you crying?" she asked him, holding my hand, telling me to sit on the bridge. He bought me a drink and told me to drink
"it's a drink first" I sipped her drink until it ran out a little calmer then.
"where are you from?" ask her again I did not answer just looked down many times he just no answer came out of my mouth just a cry that has not stopped from my eyes. Long enough I was on the bridge the day with Rian the day started the afternoon he took me home.
"yu came home I'm anterin" Rian moved towards his motorbike. I'm silent not flinching "you why? your husband's home will surely come back later"
"he's gonna find me" he looked at me
"you mean?" her question doesn't understand "oh she's coming home again?" I didn't answer her, "you ate first or you haven't eaten in the afternoon, have you?"
"i'm not a laper" I replied "you're gone please thank you for the drink. I got up from my seat and left Rian. Rian followed me, and asked
"you why the hell do seneng really leave people if again talking"
"it's not me who likes to leave people but the people who always leave me" I replied
"what the hell are you talking about?" reply "what he meant, than just talking ga ngerti"
"staygalin I don't follow me" I'm hard on her
"ga I won't leave you, you fucked rich gini why?"
"it's none of your business, go away or I'm gone" my hard on her I ran away from her. I walked alone when the night began to close the daytime sky. Unknowingly I walked far enough to feel tired my feet I stopped at a mosque I was praying while resting on the terrace of the mosque I surprised people who poured drinking water on me.
"thank you" I said to him
"sama-sama" I felt familiar with her voice I looked at the person next to me
"you?" she smiled
"who else" he answered my question
"why do you follow me so no work?" my hardik on her
"if there is a job yes I'm not here" the answer casually comes out of his mouth "some of you are also his seneng ninggalin rich people no other hobby alone" his jokes not the slightest make me smile for me crisp joke no funny. "yu came home already malem I anterin until home do not try the way again I cape ngikutin, you're on a very tight road know no?"
"don't follow me from behind because I don't like you stalking from behind."
"i'm worried, I don't want to do anything with you" she replied "can't you appreciate the person who has taken you by the way"
"next? leave me that?"
"what the hell?" hardik his "do not do much talk hayu home the mosque already wanted in the key" I also went home in the Rian bonceng until home. When I got off the bike I said
"sorry don't stop by because there's no man in the house" he left I immediately went in and laid myself on the bed I returned victorious. Recollecting the events early in the morning made me very sick without feeling my tears dripping lag.
