I REPLY TO MY HUSBAND'S AFFAIR

CHAPTER 23. Whisper My Little Heart

My gaze was immediately fixed on the top shelf of the wardrobe that I had taken some of the contents of her clothes. Still left piles of my night night night night night night dress intact, long untouched, fate with my body that has been dumped.

When I looked down, I opened the drawer of the closet containing special items for me. My hand moved to grab an abstract scarf, giving Mas Bayu at the beginning we started to feel close to each other.

"For you, you must be more beautiful when adorning your neck that level." excited praise Mas Bayu at that time in a twilight when picking you home from the office.

I could only look down embarrassed, feeling happy to be the prettiest woman in her eyes.

"Thank you. I will definitely wear it often," I said showing my happiness.

"Should be used, consider it my replacement when we can't meet. We are like water and flowers, I am the water of the source of life that will give you freshness in times of drought on earth."

"Gombal." my laughter broke.

"Not believing? You know flowers will wither if not given a drop of water in a long drought, do not expect the sky will rain" Mas Bayu chimed in my laughter seriously.

"really?" I was amazed, half in disbelief, but couldn't bear to not hear it that wanted to tell a story.

Mas Bayu also told me that if water is the source of life for every plant, water never hopes the flower will leave it, as long as it can flower beautifully. There is no distance that can separate, gradually the flowers bloom, beautiful and flowering but unfortunately the flower withered in the hands of the beetle, but the water still hopes to bloom again.

Mas Bayu promised not to be the beetle that sucked and then left, he would be the water that always gave life to me. But now? He reneged on that promise.

The clockwork clink that rang right at number six parsed my memories, bringing back to the reality of my life now. I don't have much time.

In the corner of the drawer, I finally found what I was looking for. Good thing Mas Bayu did not unpack my stuff in this drawer. Immediately I put it in the bag, valuable objects that I can make a backup when I run out of money.

I closed the door with a sense of relief, seemed to be closing also the sudden life shock that struck to end the happy memories throughout the story of my marriage in this house.

"Mom, Hani wants to say goodbye first. Fahmi still has to finish schoolwork. You will visit again another time," I said softly as possible.

Mother who was sitting on the edge of the bed in her room at Fahmi's side, immediately re-embraced her grandson's shoulder tightly, as if we were not willing to leave again.

"Why are you selfish, Hani! I also have the right to be with her." Mom said heartily.

"Hani's sorry, but right now I have no other choice. Please don't talk about it in front of my son, Mom," I asked, hoping that I could understand what I mean, there are children who don't deserve to hear a dispute between adults.

Fahmi, who understood the complexities of his mother, immediately grabbed his grandmother's hand for the salim, and came out first from his grandmother's room, and the grandmother could not prevent it.

Mother coughed in panic as she felt we were about to leave the house and somehow meet her granddaughter again.

I asked Ms. Min for help to get a drink for mom. I sincerely help mom to drink with all the love like my habit before every care for mom when sick.

Mother took my hand holding the glass, looking at me with a wailing highlight.

"If you're sorry, will that make you want to stay here, for my sake?" lirih mother hesitated, not yet as sincere as heart.

I looked away, unable to answer mother's question. It's not that I have no feelings and am not touched by mother's request, no! But, I have not been able to sacrifice that much, swallow the bitterness by still accepting a cheating husband, it is really hard for me.

I shook my head repeatedly. "And if Mas Bayu was honest from the beginning, asking permission to remarry for reasons that may still be trying to understand Hani. But this ... Mas Bayu had secretly been in contact with another woman."

"New wood is close, unmarried. Come on, you need to be more patient. Do not rush to decide to ask for a divorce. We are women, we have to be longer than men. Hold on until Bayu gets back to you, that's all!" Mother spoke with hunting breath, as if urging me to agree with her thoughts.

Maybe if we keep arguing, there will be no end to it. Mother and I are not in tune in addressing the wound that Mas Bayu inflicted on my heart.

Mom just shut up. I said no more, hugging my mother warmly so she knew I never hated her no matter how much she treated me.

"Hani came home, Ma'am "my goodbye is short, took off my arms and stepped out of my mother's room.

I heard mother's stuffing. Shut up, shut up my heart, Jagan was worried to hear that cry. Keep stepping away. The water that has gone downstream, will no longer go upstream. Rest assured, calm my soul, no more wounds. Today, today, let it go, there is a tomorrow to fight for

... The whispers of my little heart echoed in the recesses of the heart, bracing to keep going.

Fahmi was no longer seen by me, it seemed like he had been waiting for me outside. I called Mbak Min who was sitting pensively in the living room to come back to accompany mother. Then I rushed to the door.

"Quick, Mother." Fahmi waved his hand at me, waiting for my side of the car that was still locked.

Not without reason Fahmi yelled calling me. Kumandang adzan maqrib has been heard, from a distance saw a silver color SUV driving towards this house, Mas Bayu home.

I press the remote car door opener even though it is still a step away from the four-wheeled vehicle. Half-run my son who first entered and was sitting restlessly waiting for me.

Mas Bayu lowered his car window, staring fixedly at me who had just opened my car door. The horn sounded aloud, before parking the vehicle right in front of the gate to prevent my vehicle from getting out.

I closed the window of my car when I saw Dini also in the vehicle, sitting spoiled beside Mas Bayu, in the car seat that I used to live in. It was painful to see that woman was no longer separated from my husband. They're both really in a drunken romance.

I don't want to argue with them anymore, sorry my son has to see a fight for a fight that is not appropriate. I also sent a message through the WhatsApp application to Mas Bayu.

(Get out of my way, Mom. Fahmi was tired of wanting to get to the contract quickly)

I immediately relayed my request.

I saw from the windshield, Mas Bayu immediately opened his phone, it seemed like he had directly read the incoming message from me.

(Let down Fahmi, then you can go home alone to the contract)

Mas Bayu quickly replied to my message, all by himself.

(You think your son wants to? He chose to be with me, not with you! Like you chose to be with her, not with me)

I stared at the windshield of my car, saw Mas Bayu rubbing his face with annoyance, then he stared intently at me through the windshield of his car. Mas Bayu also replied to my message again by not wanting to lose.

(Stop blaming me. There's no right for you to prevent me from voting with whom)

(Good. You have no right to rule me anymore. We have chosen our own path. Step aside! Take care of your sick mother, I need you now)

I breathed a sigh of relief when finally, Mas Bayu rewinded the position of his car giving me a way. I can see Dini and Mas Bayu arguing in the vehicle.

"A moment, Mommy, I'm going down" Fahmi asked me to stop driving when we got through the gate and our vehicle was right next to his father's car.

I frowned, confused, unable to guess what my son's current wish was.