GOOD MORNING MY ANGEL

GOOD MORNING FROM EPISODE 04

Have you gone crazy? Indirectly you accuse me of stealing? Who did you forget who I was? You forget that I am the sole heir to my father's business empire named MAHA KENCANA? Would a person like me steal?” restu said with his eyes lit up and his index finger pointing towards Wulan's face.

“Wait for Mas, why are you angry? I'm just asking, aren't I? Who accuses you, rich crown prince like a young king?” wulan said fiercely. There is nothing he fears from an unfeeling man who has the predicate ‘suami’ it.

“Why are you asking me? Am I your maid who takes care of all your stuff?”

“Because the one in this room is just me same you.”

“Well, don't those words mean to accuse?” restu's voice is getting higher.

“As for what to say,” said Wulan while turning her body and coming out of the room. He headed towards the dining room, where his father and mother were already sitting at the table.

“Where is he?” ask Mr. Broto,

“New shower, sir,” replied Wulan who then sat between her two in-laws.

“Hm, what time is it? Is he not going to the office?” ask Broto sir while scooping the fried rice that has been prepared by Bu Broto on his plate.

“Last night she left,” says bu Broto.

“Didn't he attend the party?”

“Back from the show, he then left.  I don't know what time he's home. Wulan herself also does not know what time her husband came home,” said Ms Broto upset.

“Eat first Wulan, do not wait for your husband,” said Mr. Broto who saw that Wulan had not also scooped his fried rice.

“Iya, alright.”

It was then that Restu suddenly appeared well dressed, but did not immediately sit in his chair.

“Restu want to go directly to the office only.”

“Do not eat first?” ask Broto's mom.

“Let's eat at the office, because there was a meeting this morning.”

“Mistakenly why wake up late. Where were you last night?” ask Mr. Broto when Restu has turned around. Restu's move stopped.

“Meeting friends only.”

And then Restu passed.

“Hm, the boy,” complains Mr. Broto while sighing in annoyance.

Wulan made no comment. He enjoyed his fried rice.

“Wulan ,” call Mr. Broto.

Wulan raised her face.

“Has your husband been kind to you all this time?”

Wulan looked at her father-in-law, then smiled faintly.

“Good Sir.”

“Really?”

“True.”

Of course Wulan lied. But he didn't want to improve the mood. They always pretend. But apparently Mr. Broto caught the unnatural between the two.

“So he didn't say anything to you when he left.”

“It's okay sir, he said yes,” Wulan is still trying to cover.

“I feel, Restu was acting like his wife. Every once in a while invited his wife to go where, gitu.”

“Iya right sir, mother also felt that Restu was not so considerate as his wife. Good attitude as made-up.”

“Well, I feel it too right?”

“It's been almost a year, you haven't been pregnant yet, Wulan,” said Ms. Broto.

Wulan suddenly choked.

“Eh, slow down son. Drink first,” said Mrs Broto while bringing Wulan's drinking glass closer.

Wulan gulped down her drink. He was very surprised when his in-laws talked about the womb. Where can she contain, touch also never.

“Bapak equally mom is getting older, already want to pet grandchildren,” continued Mr. Broto.

Wulan smiled again. Getir.

“You accidentally delayed pregnancy didn't you?” ask Broto again.

Wulan gulped back down her drink, afraid of choking again.

“Ti .. no Bu.”

“Thank God. It's time you guys had a kid.”

“Yes, Mom,”

The breakfast was over without Restu leaving in a hurry. It was already a little afternoon and Restu had to pick up Lisa before going to his office. He refused to eat breakfast at home.

***

Wulan was cleaning the dining table, and bringing dirty dishes to the kitchen. He didn't see Yu Sarni in the kitchen. After finishing putting the dirty dishes, Yu Sarni just appeared.

“Where is Yu?”

“From throwing garbage in front of Bu,” said yu Sarni while putting the garbage basket in the corner of the kitchen.

“Tap long ago?”

“That's Mom, the cruncher is not here anymore yes, I've been spending a thousand dollars for me to give him.”

Wulan closed her mouth, holding back a laugh.

“So that yu Sarni is waiting for him?”

“And he said yesterday if you want to come here again.”

“Perhaps still cramping elsewhere.”

“Iya maybe. Mom, let me do the dishes. You just sit down, will you cook soon?”

“Nungguin vegetable handyman through first. In the refrigerator vegetable supplies are up.”

“Iya true.”

“Shop to the market tomorrow only Yu, all of you see the goods that are exhausted.”

“Iya Ma'am. Tomorrow only. But why yes, the masnya ngamen not here anymore?” Wulan smiled, yu Sarni again talked about the mas ngamen.

“Ya caneun, lest Yu Sarni fall in love with her.”

Yu Sarni giggled while covering her mouth.

“Bu Wulan it's all there is. People as old as Yu Sarni mana deserve to fall in love. Yu Sarni just likes to look at it. And actually if he had come, Yu Sarni wanted to ask him to sing Javanese songs. Ee, not even come.”

“Again Jawa what about?”

“That's Mom, again good, the title is Walang Kekek Walang Kadung .. or, Yen Ing Tawang Ana Latang .. wiiis .. jooosss right . And if he wants, will yu Sarni addin later pay him, not only a thousand, but two thousand.”

“The name is also people ngamen, yes muter everywhere Yu,” said Wulan, who inwardly hopes that the handsome ‘tukang ngamen’ does not really come. Meeting him would make his heart even more restless. It's scary when he really still has love for her. But why did Rio do it? He busked in this house, singing last night at the reception. Everything he did made him very agitated.

***

Last night you really made me fall asleep, Lisa. I forgot to go home. Thankfully, when we got home everyone was asleep. Otherwise, I might have to be reprimanded,” said Restu when as usual he had lunch with Lisa.

“You still seem to be treated like a child, Restu. Must go home in the afternoon, must be reprimanded if overnight. Is it your wife who always nags?”

“So, who always reprimands that? Mister? Mother ?”

“Iya. Yes they are. I feel always organized and supervised.”

“Exploitation. Why don't you ask them to buy you a house? You already have a wife, you should split up with your parents.”

“But my wife should come too if I move house?”

“Not a problem is it Restu, he said your wife will not dare to reprimand you? So it's easier if we want to go anywhere or anytime.”

“Ber also your proposal. But not necessarily the father allows, especially the mother. The house is quite big, I have to ask for a house anyway.”

“The name is married, it should be so. You'll have a thousand and one reasons to ask for it.”

“Alright, I'll think about it later.”

“Well, so dong Restu, so we are more free to meet.”

Restu nodded, then spent the food on his plate, thinking what to make an excuse for, if you ask to have your own home.

***

After lunch, Wulan ransacked his closet. He never moved the bracelet out of his jewelry box. Who knows, he forgot where he put it. In the drawer, on the top shelf, under it, and under it again, even every pile of clothes was dropped, still the items he was looking for did not meet.

His goods and clothes were still strewn on the carpet of his room, when his mother-in-law knocked on the door, then entered.

“Wulan, what are you doing?”

“Try to find the bracelet Mom. It turns out there isn't. Even in every crease of clothes, I did not find it. I put it in a box. I did not forget Bu.”

“Ya is Wulan, don't be sad. I told you, we'll order again.”

“No Ma'am, no. Wulan jewelry is quite a lot, and rarely used, because indeed Wulan rarely go to the party. I went back to looking for it not because of anything, but felt surprised, why it could disappear without a trace,” replied Wulan while rearranging her clothes.

“You asked your husband? Maybe he moved it to his own closet. Although actually impossible, but you should ask.”

“I've asked, she said don't know,” Wulan said covering up Restu's anger as she asked him.

“Ya is Wulan, don't think about it. Oh yes, Mother was going to say, that you do not have to cook again for dinner, because the father invites us to eat out.”

“Oh ?”

“Later if your husband comes, tell him not to go anywhere,” said his mother-in-law as she moved out of the room.

“Ya,” that's just Wulan's answer, while continuing to fold her clothes.

Only the kindness and affection of her two in-laws kept Wulan afloat. She even wished her husband never came home so she never had any problems in her life.

***

But that day Restu came home when it was getting dark. And it was unlucky for him that as soon as he entered the room, his mother's father was sitting casually in the living room.

“Where are you from?” ask her father with a dark face.

“Obur Sir,” replied Restu at will.

“Obur? What business at the beginning of the month do you have to overtime?”

“Just finish checking report.”

“Sock gaffer will be to the office, see if you take care of the company properly.”

“Everything is fine sir, I don't have to worry.”

“Thank God, but sometimes you also have to check everything.”

Restu did not answer, he immediately went up the stairs to his room, but his mother stopped him.

“Restu, you should shower immediately and get ready. I'll take us out to eat.”

Restu looked towards his mother.

“Restu tired mom, don't just come,” he replied.

“No, you must come. Get ready now,” connect Mr. Broto toilet.

Restu continued up the stairs, but no longer dared to say ‘not’.

When he entered his room, he saw Wulan had changed clothes and was sitting dressed in front of a mirror.

“Mas, says mom_”

“I already know,” replied Restu cut off his wife's words. He already knew that Wulan would remind him of his parents' invitation. He took off his shoes and went to the bathroom.

Wulan sighed in annoyance, but no longer said a word. He wanted to say it because of a message from his mother-in-law. Perhaps Restu had met his mother downstairs and told him of an eating plan outside of it.

***

Restu was somewhat upset that his father had invited him to eat at a simple stall with Javanese dishes.

“Why come here Sir? Where is the good food in a stall like this?” restu protests.

“Haaah, come along why the hell. The food is good or not, depending on our mood,” his reckless father entered the stall, without any protest from his mother or Wulan, of course.

They sat at a table, near the door, and immediately ordered their own orders. Broto and Broto chose raw rice, and Wulan ordered timlo rice.

“No steak or anything like that,” said Restu annoyed.

“Nothing. This is Javanese cuisine, not European food sales,” said his father.

“If you want solo strait, here it is,” said his mother.

“Ya already, it's up to mom alone,” finally said Restu.

Restu did not want much protest anymore, because every thing he chose was always opposed by his parents, especially his father.

“Restu, there is something you want to convey,” said Mr. Broto while waiting for their order to come.

Restu looked at his father.

“Your mother wants you to have children soon.”

“What?” Restu was surprised not the reed braids. Never imagined by him will the wishes of his parents.

“You've been married almost a year,” continued her mother.

“Bapak has a plan, telling you to take a vacation. Maybe abroad, later office people will tell you to prepare the ticket.”

“No... “ replied Restu hurriedly.

“Why not?”

“In the office is a lot of work. How can Restu take a vacation?”

“Just a minute, a week is enough. Perhaps by relaxing, you will soon be able to have a baby. Let me take care of the company, you don't worry.”

Suddenly with the clinking of a guitar, and the sound of a song.

“I can’t stop lovin you ..”

 

***

Tomorrow again yes