BETWEEN YOU HE AND ME
the arrival of POV's ex-husband mas imam
I ventured to meet my long gone ex-wife with our children, longing for her after being away with the children, wanting me to meet them soon now, she said, especially I want to meet the ex-wife that I have left behind, I want to fix everything that we have been through hopefully she can still accept me as before, because I subconsciously still love her, I regret leaving her first, when we were in big trouble.
I came back after a long time no news about him again, there was a sense of disdain that suddenly approached me because he once refused to meet with me first under the pretext of heartache, I'm not angry what's grudge, it's my fault that my ego is too obedient that makes me regret until now.
Whether I'm accepted or not I won't give up, I can reason to meet with the children, I looked for the address given by my eldest son, before I came here. I was always in touch with my firstborn, although not often because I did not want my children to know about my life after separating from her mother, my life is much different from my ex, I live in mediocrity while my wife lives with facilities that are quite luxurious.
My ex-wife has a big house with fantastic facilities, a job that promises big rupiahs, minder I made it just my desire to meet the children that makes me determined to meet him, hopefully there is good news for me later. I comb the alley by alley I ask his home address to the security complex where he lives, I also walk according to the instructions given by the security guard, not far from the security location I can find the address of the house I was headed to.
Sure enough for a moment I was stunned by the house in which my ex-wife lived, a simple dream house but looks elegant because of the architecture of the house in use. I ventured to push the bell button that was attached outside the gate. Soon out a man who might just be his housekeeper, along with the exit of my eldest son.
"mba, please open the gate" asked my eldest son, to someone near him "that's father mba, please open pity"
the person called Mba immediately opened the gate and invited me in. I was stunned to see a house that looked simple but seemed luxurious, had a small garden in front of the house and a luxury car latest output on display in the garage of the house, I was amazed to see the success of the mother of my children, did not expect 2 years did not meet and did not news each other turned out he was more able to prove himself to the world.
"dad" cried my eldest son kissed my hand "go in, let's make a drink huh"
"don't you do it on the porch" I replied
"daddy, you're far away while you're resting" my eldest son forced me into his mother's house. In the room I looked around his house 'his living room was very exotic' whispered me in my heart.
"daddy's drink" my son gave me a glass of water
"thank you de" I said to my eldest son.
"ade-ade's at everyone's house, want me to call ya?" ask her to me
"yes, my father is very upset" I replied
"had entered, was on their porch" said my son
"anything, call me here" I replied feeling bad. My son went inside and soon heard the sound of children running around hugging me. My 5 children were very spoiled for me, although there is always a mother but somehow they are closer to me, maybe because I do not talk much if the mother is indeed a hard character for children.
"ayaaahhh" they cried simultaneously towards me, I hugged them one by one.
"teh, they live alone in the house just like you?" I began to worry about their situation, because I knew her mother was busy working.
"well, yes, there are those who help me" my son replied "where can I ngasuh them myself, after all it's school, school, now it's only a holiday yesterday abis exam semester so now 3 weeks off"
"oh,, that's it" I replied "ga want to go to enin gitu tea, to go there" enin is a panggian for her grandmother's children and uu call for great-grandmother or mother of grandmother.
"you know well, my mother is busy working" replied my son
"yes, dede is also bosen at home" said my son who is no 2.
"yes, what during the holidays?" ask me
"want to want to" replied my son, no 2, who is now 8 years old
"i'm coming" said my 3rd son, now 4. In the chimpanzees with other children. The distance of children from no 3 to 5 is not far adrift, only a difference of 2 years. I don't know why or if my wife didn't have a CD at the time, but she said KB but why she was always pregnant and pregnant. But maybe now his answer with many of his children we do not discourage the determination of my ex-wife to provide them with the evidence now it is in front of my own eyes. Luxury cars, motorcycles are not only 1 there are 2 I see even 1 output this year, not to mention the home facilities that are clearly displayed in my eyes now.
"tea work mom?" ask me
"yeah well, abba too" answered my son no 2
"the abba? Who's abba?" my question began to taste bad after hearing the explanation of my 2nd child
"mother married me" answered my eldest son. Like lightning striking in broad daylight I don't know what I feel now my chest tightness after hearing the news from my son.
"married?" I asked as if I couldn't believe hearing it
"yes father, mother lives with abba" said my 2nd child.
My knees feel weak to hear it, fortunately I sit if I stand up somehow what happened maybe the youngest I carry can be separated from my arms. Not believing her sense if my wife was married again, dashed my hope coupled with her again, but indeed I deserve the consequences of the divorce that I took with full emotion at that time. There was a feeling of regret for leaving my wife and children that time, but like rice has become porridge now he has been paired with other men who may be his standard of living in accordance with his now.
"well,, is, ko daydreaming?" ask my eldest son "yu eat, father is not far away the journey must be hungry right?"
"tea, thank you" Boro-boro wants to eat already full first happy news for them but sorrow for me. "you are at home the same who?" my question diverted the conversation leading to my disappointment
"there are mba and ummi" he replied
"immies?" ask me wonder "whom I mean"
"his ummi abba yah" replied my son "eat well, father told me to eat the same ummi"
"ga tea,, dad had eaten just now right here" I lied to him because now my mood is uncertain.
"eee do not like that mas" said someone who came out of the house.a woman who was aged came to me. "janga reject sustenance ga good, introduce me ummi hapsah, I, ummi from dian"
I greet her, look unpretentious the woman who greets me, friendly and look religious from the clothes she wears.
"hayu mas, we go to the middle room" he asked
"do not bother ko" he replied "there will be, just a little angetin. Come on tuuu together children, it is rare for children to eat with their father, because his father who is now equally busy working"
I was forced to obey his invitation, when I entered again I was amazed to be seen from the floor that I stepped on it was luxurious, the interior is very lux once, and the interior is very luxurious, shameful of his sense I now see all that is plastered clearly in my eyes a truly remarkable success, a truly remarkable success, without hard work can not afford a house as big and luxurious as this is indeed not a floor just all it looks luxurious with matching wall paint. At home his taste is living in a house as luxurious and this big.
No less amazed, I turned out to be an assistant who was in his house not only 1 person but 4 people, did not think how to give the salary of his assistants, he said, though the same time I let go of making assistant salaries for snacks with children's schools are still often exchanged for tukers, here and there. I'm not surprised that she can be this successful, because she is a hardworking woman, what she wants will always be done until she is able and successful, and now is the proof. The pain that I gave it turned out to bring her in success that made everyone amazed.
"please enjoy, do not hesitate" said the beak woman "has rarely been eating with children"
"yes ma'am" I started enjoying the food at the table
"teh, after this invite father to rest yes, pity cape long journey" said the woman to my eldest son "his room has been sorted out the same mba earlier"
"iya ummi" replied the elder.
"later, please rest, while waiting for my son and his wife to come" he said.
I just know now if this woman is the mother of my husband dian, my ex-wife, means in-law dian. But it looks very dear proof of his treatment to my children, who do look familiar with the woman. Finished I was escorted to the room by the eldest, 'very comfortable room' whispered I did not stop praising the house he had. I laid my body on a soft mattress but I could not close my eyes, imagined all my regrets for having left it first after a long time we lived together semaa16 years.
Intentions want to restore the lost but it was returned by someone else, I will sincerely accept how it is now, I also saw my children who had begun to be comfortable with their new family. I felt no tears, remembering all that had passed between me and Dian.
"well" my eldest son knocked on the door. I open the door it turns out my son thrust a blanket "make ummi, yeah"
"teh, can nanya's father?" ask the firstborn
"what's dad?" my eldest asked back
"chuck, aren't you here?" ask me
"yah, ade-ade is also at home here well" replied his "why?"
"engga, father is just nanya" I said to the eldest "maybe if you can not love as you love me for teteh and ade-ade"
"ko dad said that?" ask my son "deeh does not understand well, which obviously can not be as before"
I can understand what my eldest son said, I'm really sorry that everything happened, I can't understand my wife who has been with me for 16 years, I also can't blame myself for leaving her, in the household I just want honesty, I just want honesty, my wife was found guilty of lying to me about the problems she was facing that end of her I was also entangled in her, not only I even my mother was also carried away in her problems, she said, I'd rather an open wife not cheat on financial matters even though I know where the money goes. But I don't like being lied to.
"assalamualaikum" greeting someone who opened the door
"dad, rich mother came home" my eldest said "normal all together with abba yah"
"oh,, ko ga dengengaeran car, keep the car in front of who's got?" ask me
"it has a mother well," answered my son "mother can not ride a car, usually her mother went to work alone with a motorbike or shuttle the same abba"
"good abba ga to teteh same ade-ade" I asked
"well, dear abba to all" answered my eldest "we're out yu yah?"
"teteh first, then the father will be followed" my son also came out of the room I occupy, welcoming his new mother and father.
"teh, what's the front room?" dian asked the elder who sounded clear in my ear "there's that guest?"
I also came out to show myself to him, surprised him when he saw me in his house.
"gold faith?" her screeches
"sorry, mas came without news first" I said so as not to misunderstand her husband.
"mas,, when's it coming?" ask her to me
"so damn" I answered
"oh" said his "sorry, excuse me first mas"
dian left me. I sat in the living room, hoping to meet her husband, there was no intention of me staying here even though there were children.
"eehhhh a, healthy?" ask someone who suddenly appeared from inside to greet me
"alhamdulillah" I gave her a smile. Men who look religious and unpretentious "sorry a, I came not mean anything just want to meet the children just a"
"what a ga" he answered me "i know ko, because no matter how aa tetep his father's children, I can't deny, so can my wife a"
"because it's late afternoon I want to go home a" said I "have met the children too"
"far a, just cape nginep" said his stale base I tai it.
"anything, there's still a bus there so I'm not worried" I left the house, after saying goodbye to my kids. Tiredness makes me walk a stagger, I was devastated and I know that this is how it feels like being thrown away.
