Buying Wife

part#58

Time keeps passing. Seconds to seconds, every hour, all the way through the heart to meet year after year. No matter how great the desire, no matter how strong the intention, and no matter how much effort is made, the result is still in the will of power.

Almost two years into my marriage, my womb was still empty. There is no sign of the coming of the small inhabitants.

A very emotional wait. Stir up hearts. Testing the patience.

Never cease to pray that the expected may come soon, and that the faithful wait. And she ... she always stays true to her love. Yes, I always pray that Aldo will remain true to his heart and love for me.

Claims for the sake of demands from the family, sometimes make us a little hostile. The patience we lived with was a little splashed with emotions because we did not get what was expected.

Mournfully. Not anymore. More to the extreme annoyance and fear.

I'm afraid Aldo is gone. I'm afraid I'm going to lose the husband I love. Oh Allah ....

"Well, what time is it today?" ask me to prepare her clothes after she takes a shower.

"Maybe a bit malemic, because there is a meeting later in the afternoon. Want to discuss the tourism project in Majalengka."

"Oh, so it seems. Well, maybe I shouldn't have dinner, right?"

"Hm. We'll have dinner outside later. You rest early. No need to wait for me to come home."

It's been almost a week since Aldo's been like this. He always comes home late at night and passes dinner together with me. It hurts.

This is not the Aldo I know. In the past, he never wanted to miss dinner with me. In fact, he would cancel anything that prevented us from meeting at the dinner table.

"I don't want to go through last night to eat with an angel. Real loss." That's what he always says when you start eating. And now?

I delivered him to the front, praying always in my heart for his safety and smooth work in the office. Even though he's not like before. Without warm water. Just a quick peck at the tip of my head.

As soon as the car was no longer at eye range, these tears began to drop nonstop. Crying over him who has changed.

"Is he getting bored? or is she desperate because I can't give her a child?" I whispered in a sobbing.

"Neng, it's over. Don't be sad continue. Come on, let's go in. Shame to look at other people." Bi Tuti came over, grabbed my shoulder and we went inside.

"Here, have a drink. I made honey tea for Eneng. Let's hurry." Bi Tuti gave a cup of warm tea.

"Bi, was my decision wrong again this time?" I'm sipping Tea. Smiled bitterly as she remembered everything that had happened to me.

"Maybe, I wasn't meant to be happy. A never ending scenario with tears. When the presence of the child is not so expected, he is present even though he has to go back. Now ... he didn't even show up at all. In fact, his presence will bring miracles to his parents later."

"Already, Neng. We just have to believe that God's decision must be the best for his people. Sometimes what we think is good is not necessarily according to God, and vice versa."

"I'm just afraid of losing my husband for the second time, Bi. Losing Aldo would have left me worse off than I lost Mr. Son. I ... I don't want to lose Aldo, Bi."

My crying is off. Not strong it feels to stem tightness that has been embedded in the chest.

Aldo's starting to bear fruit makes me really frustrated. Excessive parno makes it difficult for me to sleep, even to swallow it feels very difficult.

Oh God, I don't want to lose Aldo for any reason. Give me a miracle. Bring my baby in my womb. Give me the confidence to take care of your most beautiful creature. Bring laughter and crying in this house, as a substitute for all the pain that I have been feeling.

I immediately shed tears when I heard the sound of a car coming into the yard. Seen from the inside, the car did not belong to Aldo. Then who?

I was still staring curiously, who was the person who was going to get off that car? It wasn't long before someone I knew came down. I was so happy when I saw him. Immediately ran over.

"It was also unintentional."

"Yes, let's go in first."

I shook my hand at Mom. With a smile that suddenly came across my face and never disappeared until we sat on the living room sofa.

"Ahl. Finally I can see you too, Ra. It's been a while, yeah. Mom misses you. How are you doing now?" ask my mother at length while stroking my head.

I'm still smiling. "Good, Mom. How's mom?"

"Emac? as you can see, my mother is healthy. It's just getting older. It feels to visit children and ghosts to Jakarta alone is very tired."

"Emak have met Pak Putra? when is Mom here?"

"That's four days, Ra. Later in the afternoon the plan is to go home, but not yet see the other child."

"Whose mother's son is in Jakarta again? Abel or Riska, Mak, who lives here?"

"You." Mother moved her lips. " You are also my mother's child. That's why before you go home, you come here first."

I was so excited to hear Mom. The laughter that had been present was now gone again. Change the crying that turns blue. My mother held me who was crying.

"Shhh. Don't cry, Ra. If there's anything, you tell me the same mother. Don't hesitate. Although it is no longer the wife of the son, but our relationship remains the same. Mother and son."

My crying became even more when Mom even knew I was sad without telling her anything.

"Eh, there's a guest."

I immediately let go of the embrace. Look back immediately. It was a bit of a shock to see Aldo standing there.

I got up and approached him. Kissing her hands that she immediately pulled back. I'm woken. Bemoan.

Shame to be witnessed by my mother.

"Then my mom comes home first, yeah. Come here again sometime."

I moved not wanting Mom to leave, but seeing Aldo's face as if I didn't like it, I chose to be quiet.

"Sorry, Mom. Be careful on the road." That's all I can do. Staring bitterly as she got into the car and disappeared behind the gate. It hurts so much.

"sad? why not be his daughter-in-law again?"

Angrier. I was very angry when I heard Aldo's words. I immediately looked up and looked at Aldo annoyed.

I just wanted to talk, but he just left.

"Mas!" i'm yelling. But he kept walking away from me.

Angry, sad into a very intoxicating unity. I'm really upset about it.

Not only did she hang sad and angry because she didn't have children either. Me! I'm not less sad than him either. In fact, I am a person who is willing to do anything as long as I can get pregnant soon. I also never get tired of therapy. Not a few drugs and herbs that I have swallowed for the sake of getting a baby. Then her? he could only drown in anger until he could hurt my heart like this.

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