I'm The One You Throw Out
Me and You
"Nisa, why are you acting so weird? What does that girl say is the same as you?" hendra asked his wife.
Nisa snorted, turning to the man in the status of her husband with glaring eyes.
"I'm males again. Off!" Nisa thrashed trying to escape from Hendra's check.
While their son, looked confusedly at the two. He was still too small and did not understand the old man's talk. All he knew was that the woman who had spoken to his mother was a kind, friendly person.
"Clearly I was what he said to you?" furious Hendra actually strengthens the check on Nisa's hand.
"Aw! Pain, Mas! Don't think gini," pinta Nisa while biting her lips to hold the pain that hit her wrist.
Hendra sighed, loosening his grip while suppressing all the emotions that controlled his senses. He let go of Nisa's hand, looking down regretfully.
"Dad, why do you hurt Mom?" ask their son who hugged Nisa's leg sadly.
The woman's lips trembled withstanding the burning feeling in the heart, she hugged their child rubbing it to calm down.
"We talk later when Hana sleeps, and you have to clear everything" Nisa said half-whispering worried that their little girl would hear.
He squatted down, rubbing the little girl's hair with a smile.
"Mom's okay, baby. We were just kidding, really. Now we go home, yeah. It was late afternoon too" he said, lifting the little girl's body in a sling.
"Come, Mas!" Nisa's voice sounded soft, but her eyes were sharp and her facial lines hardened.
Hendra sighed, trailing the wife from behind back home with an abnormal heart. He wanted to know what Seira said to his wife so that the woman changed her attitude.
Hendra ruffled his hair in frustration, walking hastily after his son and wife who were about to arrive in the parking lot.
"Damn, Sei, what's Nisa talking about? Actually who is Sei's husband, why does he know everything?" Hendra muttered alone.
He looked at Nisa who was waiting for him near the car, with their son in a sling. Hendra opened the car door for them, waiting until the two sat quietly in the seat. He ran around, sat behind the wheel, running the car with an erratic heart.
There was no conversation between them, Nisa preferred to be quiet and look ahead. Don't nag, just breathe like it's on hold. Hendra glanced through the tail of his eyes, Hana sat on the lap of the mother, the little girl was silent a thousand languages.
"Darling, why are you, anyway?" Hendra touched Nisa's fingers, but the hand was wriggling like a slippery eel.
The shadow of Seira's face that was shaded by black clouds, as well as the trace of suffering in her eyes, made Nisa's heart full and could feel what her struggle was like.
She was indeed a kind girl, polite and friendly, Nisa did not even see the flames of anger or resentment inside her. He has a truly pure heart.
*****
"You know ... sorry, what's your name? I don't know your name yet?" ask Seira before opening the language.
"Nisa .. wait a minute! Are you that girl? The woman who was once called Mas Hendra in her sleep?" nisa asked with both eyebrows that were perfectly linked. His heart felt sad.
Seira smiled, it was fitting that all this time her ears would often ring themselves. If the old people say it first, it means someone is talking about.
"I don't know that famous. To the point that you know we haven't met, right?" sahut Seira kept a smile on her lips.
"Well, we haven't met, but I found a picture of you in Mas Hendra's study. I don't know, it turns out you are much more perfect if you look directly like a gini," said Nisa unconsciously.
"So that's why you saw me like a ghost?" Seira closed her mouth while laughing. Very sweet, his gentle temperament completely hypnotized his interlocutor.
"Well, because I know Mas Hendra still loves you. I'm afraid she's leaving us" Nisa replied honestly.
"Stupid. Just a stupid man who left a good and perfect wife like you. Don't make a mistake like me, Nisa. Betrayed, expelled and stabbed in pain. I was pregnant with her child." Seira looked over, looking at them meeting each other.
As a fellow woman who has more sensitive feelings, Nisa can see how much suffering Seira experienced.
"I struggled alone, all grievous when pregnant I took it upon myself. Until I gave birth alone, my son did not have a father who persecuted me. Fatih who poked it. I took care of her myself until marriage and until now there was no living I received from my son's father. How do you think I should behave?" Seira looked at Nisa back.
The woman was downcast, imagining being Seira, it felt like she couldn't.
"Our life has been fine until now, until Rayan dreams of someone snatching it from us. She's scared, Nisa. Not that I don't want to tell you about Rayan's real father. Wasn't it! I was just waiting for the right time and my son's mental readiness, but your husband just ruined it." Seira.
Nisa looked up, those narrowed eyes were squinting in confusion. I don't understand Seira's words.
"You-you mean?" tanyanya.
Seira turned around while sighing. Staring at the procession of clouds that began to turn orange on the western horizon.
"You know, today Rayan came to me in a state of fear. He said there was a stranger who said he looked like someone. And that person is your husband, Nisa. Do you think a doctor should do that? I'm saying this, because we're fellow women and have children too."
"I know Hendra's intentions are good, he wants Rayan to know his real father, but not this? What he did just now frightened Rayan. If you were me, what would you do? I don't mean to create misunderstandings between you, but I just want you to understand my position. It's not easy to explain all this to a child your age. So, please don't interfere in our affairs because God willing we can solve it ourselves" Seira said with a smile.
Nisa growled in her heart, if she became Seira probably wouldn't be as patient as the woman before her. Threatening Hendra with all forms of expletive oath for committing acts that are inappropriate for someone as well educated as himself.
"Your children are beautiful, just like you. He must be a male wrestle when he grows up" said Seira as she rubbed Hana's chin gently.
The little girl looked up with a smile, she was happy to be praised.
"What's your name, baby?" ask her kindly and motherly attitude.
"Hana, Auntie," she answered, revealing a row of white and clean teeth.
"Hana, a pretty name is exactly rich. Later if Hana is an adult, be a useful human, yes, son. You have to make me proud, I'm proud" said Seira.
"Yes, Aunt. Thank you." Thank you."
Oh, that's so sweet little girl. Don't let Hendra waste it like Zafran used to.
*****
Nisa closed her eyes remembering all their conversation. Hands and lips itchy when you remember the behavior of the husband. Though he knows the story of Seira who was dumped by Zafran. His heart grieved ceaselessly, the coldest night quickly arrived.
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Thank you, brothers and sisters all for praying for my son. Thank ye.
