Deepest Wound

FOLLOWING THE WILL OF MAMA AND LARAS

...Happy reading...

🎵Who would like...

Inhabiting the old building...

Who would like to ...

Stay in this heart ...

🎵Without the quiet luxury crowd ...

All void inedible age ...

🎵I've tried repeatedly ...

Building and building wholeness in this soul ...

🎵Loved and disappointed that I always felt ...

Endless languishing and torment ...

I covered my ears with a pillow when the song was played again Pakde Kus. Every morning he always plays the same song and even repeated. He deliberately raised his voice in that part of the song. If I had the magic ability I'd want it to make the music player just break.

....

When my friends are busy with their own home business, I still enjoy my solitude. More often associate with complex mothers and small children.

“Anita, Brother wants to talk seriously with you,” said Kak Laras after my little friends came home for a nap.

“Siap, listen. But don't be long, I'm sleepy.” We sat in the living room as usual. I was not satisfied to sleep because last night I stayed up late to complete the monthly report so that it was immediately sent to Mr. Erik and the workers could receive their salaries as soon as possible.

“You till when are you like this? Remember, you can't take care of your whole life. There are times when you are old and weak. So are you, who would have looked after you in old age if not your children?”

“Yes, where do I know, Brother. It's still a long time, right. Will a child take care of his parents? Later they also have their own life.”

“Crue. But at least there will be people who have a responsibility to take care of you and are beside you when you are helpless. Don't fall asleep. Remember, age is getting bigger. There was a time when the woman was unable to reproduce anymore.”

These few days I thought of the words of Brother Laras. Even yesterday Mama also had time to come and persuade me to want to think again. Yes, Mama and Kak Laras have been able to make a little peace even though Kak Laras still looks alert.

The other family started being nice to me. I don't know how I feel right now.

Although they began to show affection but the feeling was empty...

I can't feel anything anymore.

The next day I will talk to Laras if I want to follow their will.

“But the terms if I feel fit then I will continue. If not, do not force.” That's deal.

Kak Laras began to introduce me to some friends from Kak Agil who are still single. They are none other than Employees of the company where Kak Agil works and of course their age is also younger than Kak Agil. There are people my age there are also those under my age even though they are not so far away.

“Not really.” I dropped my body on the sofa next to Kak Laras.

Kak Laras exhaled a rough breath while leaning.

“Seriously? There is no one that fits, An?” Laras sat straight back facing me.

“Not a problem fit does not fit him, I'm disgusted with him showing off the same position of treasure that he has. I'm tired of taking a break.” I went into the room to rest.

Morning is coming

The same song was heard from Pakde Kus' house. I took a pillow and covered my ears. But my eyes no longer want to be closed. I decided to get up and exercise for a while.

“Anita, this is Mama you have sent a photo of a boy, he said he is the son of your step-Father friend. He also happens to be looking for a wife. What do you think?” Kak Laras showed a picture of a man from his cell phone screen.

I looked at the photo and noticed the man who was there. His appearance was decent, his face also looked friendly.

“The name is Galih,” Kak Laras continued telling the man's name.

”So far,” I replied while entering the bottle I had taken from the refrigerator.

The next day the man came straight to my house. Among the men I've met before he has more value.

He was polite and friendly as I thought. He is also very humorous and not stiff. During the month we approached both meeting in person and through chat.

So far I haven't found any blemish. After having prepared myself and mentally I agreed to be introduced to his family.

I greeted both Galih's parents and several other family members while reintroducing my name directly.

“Before we talked about this with your parents. But we want to ask you again directly, are you really ready to be a wife? I understand the wife's job as anything. Because we don't want our Son to get a wife who can't take care of her husband and the household well. Galih is a manager at the company where he works, previously there were many girls who are also willing to marry him but because we already know your parents well, he said, so we're willing to accept you as part of our family. And one more thing, after getting married later you must focus on taking care of Galih and do not need to work. Be confident in managing finances. If your way is right, that salary is definitely enough and you can still save. Remember, don't waste.” His mother Galih conveyed at length. From the beginning to the end did not benefit me in the least. I even thought of it as begging to marry his son.

What the fuck!?

As powerful as I tried to hold back my overflowing emotions.

“I..., can't cook. But maybe I can learn, later. If it were to work it would be very unlikely that I would leave my job. Sorry, if I have to be honest from now on.”

They seemed to be whispering after hearing my explanation. But I can still hear clearly what they're talking about.

“Then you fix yourself, learn how to take care of the house and learn to cook as well. Only then do we think back to applying for you as wife Galih.” Galih's mother said after whispering to each other.

“Mending cariin Galih another candidate, than waiting for him to learn first. Mending if you can, if not, how? Still mending former Galih who previously though mediocre is important he can still cook.” While his other family chimed in.

I tried to restrain myself by remembering that the person in front of me right now is older than me and that I should still respect him. But my arrogance cannot forgive the words of those who I think are out of bounds. Enough of me being bullied this way. Not this time anymore!

“Then tell Putra Ibu to have his own house first, have a company first, not just a manager! Only then did I propose. Free manager position if still one roof with your parents.” I stared at Galih as I said my last sentence. I went straight from there without saying anything more.

...Tbc...