CAUGHT CHEATING (I'M SORRY!)

The Loss of the Maira Prayer

"Well, but then yes, because I have to go out of town for a few days, let me calm down you're the same mother," I said.

"Now!" Maira.

"May, I'm wrong, so don't go to mom" I said not understand.

Maira turned around and threw her breath out heavily.

"I'm the one who asked you to come and help you, and the grandchildren," I said, I didn't relax and left Maira to take care of the children alone, even though there was a Tuti bik.

Maira silently heard my rejection, her eyes free to look at the clear sky. For a moment we kept quiet, I was afraid that if we talked a lot it would offend Maira who was sensitive.

"I go to the office first, please prepare my suitcase for 5 days, later in the afternoon I leave," said I as I left Maira who was still very stiff.

"Seek a Tuti bik!" maira refused.

Mournfully. It was the first taste that burst into my chest cavity when Maira stopped doing what she was used to. I turned around and looked back at Maira with a broken heart. I miss the usual Maira, what do I have to do to get Maira back?

Preparing your clothes is very important. Maira never gave up the task to the Tuti bik.

"Let's make a Tuti aja who is wearing papah clothes," I suggested one day in the past.

"No papa, this is not just a shirt, Pah," said Maira softly.

"Continue?" my lot while hugging Maira from behind warmly and lovingly, her stomach was distended, it was Maira's first pregnancy.

"In every fold of clothing that is well prepared, there is a prayer that is tucked there, a prayer that Papah may be saved, kept away from all dangers, and return home without any lack of anything," maira replied, a sentence that made my chest even more claustrophobic as she remembered it.

"Thank you, Mah! Papah must have won this project and bought us a big house!" my promise at that time.

"Aamiin's."

Damnit. I miss Maira. Maira was in front of my eyes but her heart was far away and hard to reach.

"Yes! I told Tuti's bik!" pissed me.

Even though I knew, Maira was cold because of the injuries I had made, I remained angry and annoyed when I had to accept chunks of ice in each of her annoying manner. I left Maira and left for the office to avoid an increasingly unpleasant situation.

I love Maira so much and the kids, that's the only reason I stick with her really annoying attitude.

"Maira can make you kayak, Wa?" mother asked me before I left, it seems she didn't accept Maira doing this to me.

"Mom .. I asked Maira to let me let her be relieved, I don't want to split with Maira!" I light up to mom.

"Mom pretended not to see, all is well, Mom," I said trying to make mom understand.

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"Wa .. Are you papa?" ask Sila when I see my sighting.

"No papa!"

"Seriously?"

"Yes, why? You hesitating?" I understand Sila's concern, she's afraid that my performance will affect the outcome of an important meeting of our project.

"Ehm, I have no doubt about this project, it has succeeded in staying a little bit more. But ... I'm so afraid of marriage ngeliat you same Maira kek gini," said Sila still with a strange expression when looking at me.

"Lu will never know if you don't try, Sil. The journey of life of the person is different, this is my mah only breng*ek," said I.

"Good thing I'm not your wife, Wa!" chirps Sila, we used to be almost dating. But I prefer Maira.

"Lu must marry Sil, let's know how magical the world of marriage is!" advice to him.

"It's a shame, you're squirming ..a nice guy who turns out to be a female villain, and an idealistic female Maira who survives in the name of love. What contrast!" sila.

"Yes ...." I quietly contemplated the sentence Sila, many of which I regret as a lover I actually make Maira suffer.

"We formed Sil together" I continued.

Not that I blamed Maira for my good habits when in front of her but started getting naughty behind her, but a little bit of Maira had a hand in there.

Maira is not much different from my mother who thinks I am perfect, but there is a side of my soul that still wants to be pampered like a child. And I played a big role in the formation of Maira's persona now.

"It's good that your marriage can survive" said Sila.

"Maira still needs time, Sil!"

"Sure, Wa ... years also seems not enough to heal Maira's wounds," said Sila.

"Year-years? It's only been a few weeks since I couldn't stand it!" grumbling.

"What's easy?" cebik Please.

"Ehm .. Yes, anyways I haven't seen Thunder, but I'm afraid I'm wrong about you!"

"It's wrong, Sil. Maira never talked again about my behavior outside."

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I'm usually most excited when I have a job out of town like this. I was able to get away from Maira, although she kept in touch with me with her messages complaining about children and home affairs, but I was able to turn off the phone to avoid it.

Now it is hard to leave Maira, I am trying to stay at home watching Maira's every move even if she does not want to talk to me. I just want to be with Maira. I miss her chatty mouth.

Going without a prayer from Maira, made me feel empty. I take the time to think and introspect. But I can't, the more I think the more I miss Maira. I'm going crazy because I miss this.

I wish Maira would call me, ask me the news, or complain about telling me about the kids. In fact, not a single message came from Maira, not a single one of my messages was answered. My calls were ignored by him as well.

Through my mother I knew that Maira was doing well, even looking better. Fortunately, Maira let her stay even longer.

I deliberately completed the work quickly so that I could quickly go home. Just this time I was crazy thinking about Maira.

I want to bring Maira souvenirs, coincidentally the hotel where I stayed close to the shopping center. Maira really likes shoes, I don't know when the last time I bought her, just accompany her buy only I never. I always refused Maira's invitation to go for a walk with the kids, citing the hassle.

I want to show Maira my attention again, if she doesn't have time to pay attention to herself because her whole mind is confiscated by the children, let me pay attention to her. A famous dark blue-branded flat shoe I've chosen, it must look sweet on Maira's feet.

"Father home!" after taking a 2-hour road trip and a half-hour plane ride, I finally got home.

"Yeay papah's home!" Luna and Lintang swept over my arms. Kuciumi they both took turns to let go of the longing.

"Well, come home, Wa? Kirain tomorrow," said mother to welcome me.

"Called, Mom. Let's go home, where's Maira with Thunder?" Kugendong Luna and Lintang returned to the carpet where they played.

"Above" answered the mother.

I looked at every corner of the house, a mess.

"Main don't fall apart, dear" I rebuked Luna and Lintang.

"Vorin, Wa. His name is a little child, after all this room is their area," martial mother, I just nodded in understanding.

"Meet your wife, I've spoken to her" she said.

"What did you say?" I'm afraid I'm gonna push Maira for me.

"Just advising, but I also hope you really change!" say mother firmly.

"Mother doesn't make Maira more angry, does she?" manyworry.

"Yes no, I try to understand her as a fellow woman, but I still try to do the best for your household," replied the mother.

"Then will Maira apologize to me?" manya curious.

"So she's rethinking separation!" say mother.

I rushed over to Maira and Thunder in the room. My heart was beating fast to let go of the miss with Maira. When I opened the room door, Maira seemed to be asleep with Thunder, it seemed like Maira was asleep.

I approached slowly, I put the blanket on Thunder and Maira. I looked at her face that had been seen withering, fine wrinkles began to appear on several sides, black under her eyes clearly showing how great she was to struggle as the mother of my children.

Please be right, Maira is an idealistic woman who has lost her principles. He was able to endure, forgiving me many times even though he was mentally able to leave. I miss his smile and his laughter.

Gently rubbing Maira's sleeping top of her head, then kissing her forehead, deep and deep. A few seconds later Maira gasped to find my hand hugging her. My hand was slammed away.

"You!" the thrill of getting me my treatment. Maira's still mad? Does it really take years? Why are women so weird!

"May? It's papah," I told him, maybe he thought I was someone else.

Maira's eyes widened at me.

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