Damar For Kinanti

Damar For Kinanti
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Damar went into the room, lying next to his wife.


" Want to eat porridge now?" ask Damar.


" Later on, I'll eat the mas.."


" Just a little bit of it.."


" Slightly no problem. just feel good in the stomach." replied Kinanti slowly.


" Why was that?" ask Kinanti who accidentally heard Joseph and Kaila crowded.


" ah.. Yusuf and Kaila used to be like dogs and cats.." Damar smiled little.


" Why does it seem so noisy to their voices?"


" I fucked them, of course.." Damar repeated his smile, so sweet..


" did you mean?"


" they lied to me? this temple is it. All I work for both of them.." Damar smiled amusedly remembering the faces of Joseph and Kaila who came out of this house with mixed expressions.


Not to mention Joseph's crimson face restrained.


They must be in the car again.


" Ayeah..Yes at home with Yuk for a moment?" said Damar arrived, arrived,


" where are you going?"


" I'm gonna buy some necessities for the city for a second.." Damar peeps his wife's forehead.


" Nitip what?" ask Damar lovingly,


" no need to.."


" your needs? female needs for example?"


" ah. no need, I can nitip mbak Winda when it comes to women's needs, fear of wrong buying time.."


Damar laughed, though,


" yes yes already.remember yes, HP do not turn off, mas let it be good to contact you.."


Kinanti.


Damar stopped his motorcycle in front of the fence of the house that he had been visiting for years.


The house where his wife grew up and grew up well.


Slowly he opened the fence.


" Lho? mas Damar?" the domestic assistant who was specially assigned Damar to accompany the mother out of the house.


" Mommy is there?" asked Damar directly into the living room.


" The mother went to her brother's house, I called for a moment." said the mother walked hurriedly towards the house of Joseph's parents.


" mom? ma?!" the assistant called Kinanti's mother from the open door.


" What's wrong, ma'am?" kinanti's mother's voice rang out, the 50-year-old woman walking towards the front door, where she stood.


" A guest ma'am? mas Damar.." tell the assistant.


" Damar?"


the assistant nodded, though,


kinanti's mother fell silent for a moment.


" What's the matter he said?" ask the mother with a worried face.


" Damar didn't say anything ma'am, I came straight here.."


mother Kinanti fell silent again.


"What does this have to do with what Joseph said yesterday?" inner mother Kinanti.


" Yes already, until I replace help peel the onions inside.."


she nodded, and Kinanti's mother walked back to her house not far away.


In the journey of Mother Kinanti full of thoughts,


actually, he never calmed down after knowing that Damar's brother was Kinanti's former lover, and even lived one neighborhood of them.


But the mother tried to convince herself that her daughter-in-law is a man who is able to appreciate and understand the feelings and past of Kinanti.


Moreover, I know, the affection of Damar does not play with his daughter, there may be a little disappointment after this is revealed, he said,


but Kinanti's mother was sure, this disappointment would not last long.


Because I'm sure both of them love each other, and won't be shaken by this kind of thing.


Mother took off her sandals, and walked through the entrance.


Mother found Damar sitting while leaning on the shoulder of the chair.


His eyes closed, looking exhausted on his face.


Kinanti's mother hesitated to wake her daughter-in-law, feeling sorry.


But Damar who heard his step in-laws will walk in the middle room suddenly opened his eyes.


" Mom.." Damar's voice was calm.


Mother gasped a little, but she immediately turned around and commented a smile.


" I don't think you're sleeping, you want to wake you up, Lee." said the mother.


" Closing my eyes for a moment, ma'am, doesn't mean I'm sleeping.." Damar smiled little.


" Mom make coffee first.."


" no ma'am, there's something I want to talk to you about, so please just sit down." Damar's voice turned serious.


The face of the mother losing her smile arrived, her premonition was right, Damar would definitely talk about it.


But not that Joseph told him not to say anything, because this problem Damar did not know at all, thought the mother.


With a calm movement the mother sat a little away from her daughter-in-law.


Seen by Damar the face of the mother who is not as usual.


" Are you busy? any events at budhe's?" ask Damar to make sure he does not interfere with his in-laws' activities.


" Ordinary le..we want to make fried onions, just for storage in the kitchen only.." Answer mother.


" Say what is le? I'm not busy." added mom.


Damar nodded, took a pause not too long, then began to speak.


" How come mom started it. But I'm not the kind who likes to talk.."


damar's voice was serious.


" Let's just say le. I'm your mother." Mom's voice was calm and patient, I felt this was a good opportunity to make things right.


Damar nodded, he understood perfectly well that mother had already considered herself to be Aji's replacement.


" The past is how is it??"


" about my wife's relationship with her ex-boyfriend..?"


Mother sighed heavily, it felt like the question of Damar's question would be difficult to answer and become a burden for her.


" What do you want to ask le?" said mom as calm as possible.


" about that man..


how was their relationship in the past?


and does my wife still think about it mom?


not little?


not much?"


I tried to smile hearing it, though,


" How many months have you been married?" ask mom,


" one month more a year ma'am.."


" What has been your wife's attitude all this time?"


" Of course she behaves as a good wife,


never even denied my will, even if it harmed itself.."


I smiled hearing that,


" Daughter, you know, and you don't have to ask, really,


does your wife still remember her ex-boyfriend.."


Bows down, mamar,


" I can't read Kinanti's mind, because she rarely complains.."


" but he often rests his head on your shoulder?"


Damar nodded, though,


" isn't that the same le..?"


" i know he loves me just as much as I love him..


however,


a few months ago my heart was attacked..


I've been trying to hide this uncomfortable feeling both in front of Kinanti, he said,


so that he does not feel that I am less wise and mature because I can not hide my feelings..


my age is ripe enough to be impulsive..


but there was fear and anxiety that kept getting into my mind..


please, give me some peace, ma'am,


I want to make my wife happy..?"


" Mom knows, the anxiety that each has


couples who love each other are quite big, though,


love can make us immature and irrational..


but you must be able to le..


whatever harsh reality you accept in your wife's past..


accept with chest..


the past is the past, the past,


as long as the concerned do not want to repeat it. I think there is no big problem..


and you have an obligation to keep that from happening again..


prove that you're a more all-round front mada.."


" I'm not that good, ma'am..." Bows down, mamar,


" You must be able to control your feelings,


many people lose their hard work and family because of momentary emotions..


just because of ego..


feeling most hurt as if they are unable to hurt others in the future..


I think learning to understand the feelings of others is important in married life,


the wife tries to think if she says she is a husband,


and the husband thinks, if he were to be a wife..


as long as they love the same..


the goal and the steps are still the same..


everything can be resolved..


well, it's not as easy as I said..


there will be a long process, of course.."


Damar was silent, completely silent and long enough.


She looked at sentence by sentence her mother-in-law.


And after a long silence, he asked again,


the real question I thought Damar would never ask me.


" I beg ma'am.please answer my question, and don't cover anything..


because I think, I have to really know the root of my anxiety." said Damar staring at his in-laws without a gap, while mother, mother did not even dare to look at Damar, even daring to look at Damar, she looked straight out the window, though,


mom felt wrong..


honestly wrong, lying wrong..


new how..


" So. Please be honest with me ma'am? what was the name of Kinanti's ex-lover?


and.. do I know him??"


damar's question made the mother immediately close her eyes.


The old woman was being pressured by such a heavy burden.