I Give My Husband to the Perakor

Missing Same Papa

‘’Bu, there is Mas-Mas package that just Mother,’’ said the middle-aged woman who was struggling to step up to me who was in the middle of several houses.

Actually aunt won't let me, but I kept forcing auntie to let me go to some house. My reason for him, let my body feel warmer after a few. Because all this time I just kept quiet in the ward.

‘’Mas package? I did not mess anything, Bi,’’, I said in amazement and looked at the woman I consider to be my family.

‘’But he said to Mom. Meet there first, Bu.’’

‘’Let Aunty continue some of it. Kan Mommy just got out of the hospital,’’ he added then who rushed to take over the duster from my hand.

‘’Udah I said, Bi. Let my body warmer and in exchange for morning exercise,’’ I said with a small laugh.

‘’Maraton just let the body feel warm, Mom. Later even Bibi scolded Mas Reno again. Upps.’’ He silenced his mouth with a palm, making me gasp and shake.

‘’There is a Aunt,’’ I complained.

And hurried out of the house. Looks like the guy in front of the garage. I'm sure it was aunt who opened the fence for the man.

His eyes were immediately fixed on me,’’Mba, Mba whose name is Nelda right?’’

‘’This is a package for Mba,’’ he said who rushed to thrust at me. A bouquet of roses seems so beautiful.

‘’Please accept yes, Mba.’’

‘’Ta—but I didn't mesen anything, Mas.’’

‘’Iya, I know. This is a shipment from someone to, Mba.’’ I hesitantly grabbed that flower.

‘’Please sign first yes, Mba.’’

The foreigner handed me a paper and pen. Without thinking, I hurried to sign it and returned the paper and pen to the man.

‘’Oke, thanks yes, Mas.’’

He seemed to nod and smile kindly, then disappeared from my sight instantly. I stared at the rose in my lap, tucked into a small letter. I hurried to get it.

‘’Assalamua’alaikum, New. You have to rest a lot, let's really recover first. And don't forget the medicine is in the eating. Oh yeah, one more how is Naisya? I hope he is healthy always. Give her my regards. Btw, I asked ma’af because I was presumptuous to send flowers and this letter to you. Since I can't go to your house, I'm busy right now. Again ma’af yes, you do not be angry with me. Because if I don't send this letter and flowers, I won't be calm.’’ ~ Reno~

‘’So this is from Reno?’’ lirihku who kept looking at the little letter and a bouquet of flowers. I breathe heavily.

’’What exactly does he want from me?’’ muttered. I hurried to slip the letter back and hurried to step into the house.

‘’Ah yes, fence not yet closed.’’

I stepped back towards the fence and closed it. So troublesome it feels like a house this big no one is guarding. Yeah, I used to have a private security house, his name was Jojo sir. But after his son died in his hometown, he never came here again. Since then I have no intention of seeking new security. Because it is difficult to find security like Mr. Jojo who is disciplined, firm and very good.

Finished closing the fence, I hurried to step into the house.

‘’What do I throw away every time yes flowers and this letter?’’ gumamku.

‘’Bu?’’

‘’Ah yes, Bi.’’

‘’Wah, I brought a bouquet of flowers here. Ciee,’’ her god came up to me and stared at what I was carrying.

I sighed slowly,’’Apaan anyway, Bi,’’ lamented later. It made the woman chuckle softly and just keep looking at me.

‘’Don't be from Mas Reno again, Mom,’’ guessed it while lifting one eyebrow. I just smiled faintly and continued my steps towards the room, but aunt kept following my steps.

‘’Kalo Ibu engakan, just give it to Aunty ya.’’

‘’Do not throw away, Mom,’’ he added which made me laugh a little, then turn my head.

I see my daughter still sleeping well. Without thinking any more, I hurried to put the flower on the cupboard. Kupajang is there. Yes, I actually wanted to throw away the flower, but my little heart rebelled. Usually I am the type of woman who likes to appreciate the gifts of others, even though the items given to me are not things that I like. Then I'll keep that stuff well.

‘’Mana know now I'm exchanging thoughts,’’ she said as she chuckled out there.

‘’Gagging, Bi.’’

‘’Ah, yes. Bi I can ask for help?’’ I rushed over to the aunt who was in the doorway of my room.

‘’Bby, Mom, Make Mom what the hell is not,’’ godanya that makes me smile wide.

‘’Ih, Auntie dreadlocks,’’ said as I pinched her arm slowly. As he stroked his arm, I smiled and shook my head.

‘’Gini, I want to find security for our home. Can aunt help me make the poster? Later let us display in front.’’

The aunt seemed to think.

‘’Kalo Aunty can't, Mom. It read Bad aunt,’’ she said with a chuckle. It makes me laugh a little.

‘’Let Aunty ask to make it to Mas-Mas in the cafe next to this,’’ he added later.

‘’Good also the idea, Bi. But as soon as yes, so we can display it quickly.’’

‘’Siap, Bu,’’ he said like someone who was reporting to his commander.

‘’Still a lot huh, Bi. Yes already, Aunty breakfast first there.’’

‘’Iya, Mom. Uh, Aunt hasn't finished making breakfast for Mom yet. If so Aunt to the kitchen first yes.’’ I nodded with a nod. Rushing I nodded in bed, looking my little daughter was rubbing her eyeballs.

‘’Papa,’’

One word, but it can make my chest feel tight and my heart aches. I'm trying to divert my little daughter's words.

‘’Mama yes, Son? This Mama is near Sister,’’ I said quietly and rubbed her head.

‘’Not, Mom. Brother wants Papa!’’ it was the strangeness that made me shocked and my heart also hurt to hear someone asked by my son. Yes, long ago if Naisya woke up then she would play with her papa.

‘’Honey, Dengerin Mama yes. Papa is busy, Mama told Sister.’’ I softly said and tried to explain. However, he was crying which made my heart even more painful.

‘’What I'm worried about is happening. Ma’afkan Mama ya, son,’’ muttered me in the heart that looked at the princess just my way as much as I could. I rushed to wipe her tears.

‘’Do not cry. Later this beautiful child even ugly Mama, how?’’

This time my weapon didn't work. Usually that's how I persuade Naisya or invite him to play.

‘’We take a shower first yes, Dik. After that, just played with Mama.’’

He even shook his head quickly. Her tears just kept drenching her tiny cheeks. What else do I have to do, O Allah, to persuade my son?

‘’Adik misses Papa,’’ he said softly in between his sobs. Missed his father? Making my tears escape instantly, but I violently wiped them.

‘’How is this? Am I selfish in this way of not allowing her to meet her Papa? But, Mas Deno does not necessarily want to meet with Naisya. What should I do Ya Allah?’’ i'm entangling.

My heart is really sliced. I'm confused now. Did I obey my son's wish to meet his father? Or how? But I'm worried that if the guy doesn't even want to meet my son or even his cheating won't allow it, right?

‘’Dik, why? How to cry?’’ aunty's voice rang out from outside and rushed into my room.

‘’Where will Aunt tell Om Reno here? But Adik must diem first and now play the same Aunt first yes.’’

It amazes me. Naisya stopped crying. Is he that close to him the same guy?

Seriate.