I Give My Husband to the Perakor

I'm Like Hanged Unsteady

‘’But how can Bibi promise if Mas Reno just keep forcing. She can't be at least if you're sad or you're in danger. Because she loves very much the same Mother.’’

Aunty's words can make me gasp. So he liked me all this time? Is that why it's been helping me all this time? Ah, there's no way! The aunt must have been joking, but her expression looked serious.

‘’Bi, what the hell. Aunty must be kidding,’’ I said chuckling and shaking her head many times.

‘’Do what Aunty jokes with Mom? But, can you judge for yourself how Mas Reno treats Mom?’’

Makes me think back to how that guy always helped and took care of me while in the hospital. He was very attentive to me, starting from the food. He won't let me eat food from the hospital. Until he always bought me rice Padang outside. The other one, when I was taken and held captive by a bad person I was sure was a man of Deno mas or the actor.

He was also the one who managed to save me even though occasionally he was hit by the bad guy. So all his treatment was so good to me, it turns out that behind it all he put his heart on me? Why don't I feel that? Why didn't I realize that guy was putting a taste on me? Did she not realize that I was still someone else's wife.

Although I will be divorced by my husband, it will not make me intend to be close to other men. I've been traumatized. I'm quite like this. I don't want to fall in the same hole twice. I just want to focus on raising and educating my children.

‘’Ta—but I didn't expect that he would like me, Bi,’’ lirihku stammeringly.

‘’Ngak! It's not too late, Bi. I have to stay away from the man,’’ continued me who made the aunt gasp.

‘’Bu, why? He's a good guy,’’ he said softly and looked at me with a look that was hard to quantify. Ok? Nah! The aunt did not know the man completely. Yes, not su’udzon or how.

The truth is like that now. It's hard to find a man who truly loves us. For example, there has been a lot of news circulating on television that a man cheated on his wife. I promised myself that it would not be easy to trust a man again.

‘’Ma’af, Bi. But I now want to focus first on raising Naisya.’’ I hurried up and left the aunt who was still swaying in daydreams. I stepped into the room. Instantly I saw my only way daughter was awake and blabbed her eyes.

‘’Douh! Sholehah's son Mama has woken up huh?’’ I approached her and kissed my daughter's forehead.

‘’Ma, the younger sister met Papa,’’ he said that made me gasp.

‘’Papa?’’ my master is possessed by my son.

‘’Papa's dream ada, Nak?’’ askaku.

‘’Not, Mom. Real meet.’’ Makes me even more amazed. When did he meet his father? When's? How could he meet that man? Or is this just his dream?

‘’Tadi when Brother goes the same Om Dodo, then meet with Papa. But the Papa does not want to go home,’’ sungutnya that makes me even more gasp. So, what did my son mean when the Dodo asked him to buy ice cream? Why could? Why didn't the aunt and the Dodo tell me?

‘’What Dodo is—‘’

‘’Ah, but not possible.’’ I dismissed all the bad thoughts that were present.

‘’I better ask Dodo about my suspicions.’’

‘’Ma?’’ call him who can make me realize from daydreams.

‘’Ah, Yes Dear. Brother want to make what food with Aunt?’’ He shook his head for a moment.

‘’Kalo so we wash your face first yes. After that we play deh,’’ invite me then who is knitted with a nod by him.

Because it was so cold, so Naisya washed her face. I rushed Naisya to the bathroom in my room. A few minutes are done. I immediately wiped his tiny face with a towel. Kugendong Naisya to his mainann room.

‘’Adik wait here first yes. Mama make milk for Adik first,’’ said I dropped Naisya from the sling.

He's nodding. I hurried to the dining room. I opened the fridge, Alhamdulillah there is still milk stock for my son. I'll make it for him.

‘’Bu? Let Aunt help ya.’’ The middle-aged woman rushed over to me who was filling the milk powder into a white glass.

‘’Still, Bi. Let me just.’’ My hands are busy working.

‘’Mother is upset with Aunt?’’ it was her that intimidated my face.

It's also a pity that I act cold back to auntie. Yeah, he's not wrong. But I'm upset, why should that man help aunty. Why does my aunt always receive help from her? Can't she resist and can't she seek help from others?

‘’You can't believe it, Nel. Put your ego aside. Just that Aunt Sum now that you have,’’ muttered in my heart trying to remind myself.

I sighed softly ,’’Ma’af me well, Bi? Honestly, I am indeed—‘’

‘’Mommy is not wrong. Aunty also understood why I was so upset with Auntie. Ma’afkan Aunty yes,’’ sahutannya quickly until I can not continue my words.

I nodded and smiled. I knew the aunt well, she could at least stay quiet or act cold to her. All these years she's been with me here, only this time I'm upset and cold like this to my aunt.

‘’Kalo so Aunt to the back first. Later if Mom wants to work, let Naisya be with Aunty aja,’’ he continued later.

‘’Iya, Bi. Later I call ya,’’ sahutku who is pouring hot water into a glass.

The middle-aged woman stepped back. I remember that traitorous man. When will he divorce me? I was like an unrobed hanging. He hasn't looked at me for a long time, but he never divorced me. What does that guy mean? I don't think about his behavior. Did he purposely hang me like this?

‘’Ah, almost cubic milk is cold because of daydreaming. Astarghfirullah!’’ Since then my hand stirred milk and long daydreaming, until I realized from daydreaming. I hurried to the playroom of my son.

‘’Honey, this is the milk. Brother drinking first yes.’’ I helped Naisya, because such a big glass is certainly the weight of her tiny hand holding.

‘’Ma, Sister wants to have temen,’’ her whine that makes me gasp. Her mouth milking makes me tremble once to see the child just my way.

‘’And there's Mama same Aunt. My sister has a friend if you are already in school,’’ I said gently while putting the empty glass on the nightstand.

Yes, Naisya has no friends. She used to play only with her papa, aunt Sumi and me. It's nothing, I just don't want Naisya to be affected from her friendship environment. As I saw from the neighbors to the left of the house, their children are always allowed to play sophisticated objects that are even bought if there is none. Of course, it will make them addicted, especially his age is still too small and a lot of negative things in that object.

I don't want my son to go along to buy sophisticated objects because he saw his friend who had. So, it's better for my son to be home. That's why I provide a playroom for my son, in it is so complete the game. This is my way of keeping my son from getting acquainted with sophisticated objects. Even I do not play sophisticated objects in front of him, do not fiddle with sophisticated objects when with him. Unless there's an important message or a phone call.

‘’Surely many, Dear. A lot,’’ sahutku while smiling, stroking the tip of his head. His tiny hands were still crafting toys.

‘’Asian!’’ it was her screams that made me smile.

‘’Nah, try Adik count this.’’ I pointed at the colorful ball toy that was in front of him. That's how I do it, playing while learning so that the child does not get bored to learn.

‘’One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine.’’

‘’Nine yes, Ma?’’

‘’Bener. Very cool Mama's son,’’ I said while stroking his head.

‘’Oh yes, if for example Brother is given something. Must say what try?’’

‘’Say thanks.’’

‘’Duuh, pinter baby Mama. But my sister forgot that, right? Come.’’ Makes him chuckle softly.

‘’Promise don't repeat again?’’ I showed my index finger. He nodded in understanding, making me directly hug him tightly.

‘’Ma’af Mama yes, Son. Mama can't keep your Papa,’’ murmured in my heart while caressing her hair.

‘’Same play Ada Aunty again huh?’’ I took off a slow hug and she seemed to nod. Uh, apparently the aunt was already standing in the doorway. I don't know when he was there. Because my eyes were fixed on aunt, making her rush into the room.

‘’Ya already so I want to work first, Bi. Later soon try to give Naisya rice yes.’’

My son rarely eats rice. She always drinks milk and eats her favorite chocolate cake. If he eats, he doesn't like to wear chilies. There's no harm in this morning being tried by my aunt to give her rice.

‘’Siap, Bu.’’

I hurried up and stepped into the room to pick up a sophisticated object.

‘’I guess I have to do something,’’ I'm writing down someone's contact number.

Rang..

‘’Hallo, Bu?’’

‘’Iya. Hen, where are you? Why is there no news?’’

‘’I'm at home, Mom. Ma’af, my wife exhausted her birth and Caesar's operation. That's why I'm busy. But now, Alhamdulillah my wife is already healthy.’’

‘’Alhamdulillah if it is.’’

‘’Oh yes, I haven't asked you for help in a long time. Well, now can you help me?’’

‘’Certainly can, Bu.’’

‘’Begini, you must know the viral news circulating it. Well, your job is to warn the man so he can divorce me. You know what you have to do?’’

‘’Tahu, Bu.’’

‘’Good. I'll send you his cheating number. The man's number has been changed to a new number. I'm sure you can trace the address.’’

After I finished talking I hurried to decide unilaterally. I put that sophisticated thing back. Ah yes, I need to see Dodo right now. I have to ask why my son met his father. I hurried out of the room to the security post. The man looked pensive, not knowing what he was thinking.

‘’Dodo?’’ Makes him stupefied for a moment.

‘’I—Mother?’’ He looked at me like he was seeing a ghost.

‘’Makanya don't daydream that dong, Do. What the hell are you daydreaming about?’’ I said while laughing softly.

‘’I'm just here to ask. Is it true that Naisya met her Papa when she went to buy ice cream with you?’’ The one asked was silent.

‘’Dodo!’’ call me up with a sound up some octav.

‘’I—iya, Bu.’’

‘’Kok can his Papa meet Naisya? What's the story Do? Why didn't you tell me?’’ my annoyance. A lot of questions came out of my mind.

‘’Just so happen, Mom. I sat with Naisya. Eh, the Papa came to us,’’ he said. However, I somehow felt like he was hiding something from me.

‘’You're really, aren't you, Do? You don't know my son's Papa?’’

He laughed,’’Mom is-there is aja deh. From where try I can know his Papa Naisya.’’

I sighed heavily,’’ Thank goodness that way, Do. Next time you can no longer take Naisya far away and if you meet her Papa please report first to me,’’.

Seriate..

Ma’af Readers, if I often hang you guys, I often do not update. That's because I'm out of packages. Please understand I am a Beginner Writer. Nor could I ask my parents. And want to ask the husband, uh do not have a husband. heheh. So that's why you guys continue to support me yes, so I can buy a package of income writing. Thank you so much for those of you who until now still read my novel, may it be healthy always, cheap sustenance, and always in His care. Aaamiin Yes Robbal ‘aalamiin.

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