I REPLY TO MY HUSBAND'S AFFAIR

I have to be strong

"Mom can't wait until tomorrow night, want to meet up early" said the mother while finishing her last spoon of rice.

We're having dinner right now. Mas Bayu came home as usual, did not come home late at night again.He looks fitter, happy and radiant.

"Who's Early, Grandma? Our brother?" Fahmy asked inquisitively. My eighth-grader son was waiting for his grandmother to answer impatiently while taking his favorite sponge cake.

"Dear Aunt is my college first, so my friend grandma too, and tomorrow night wants to have dinner with us." replied the mother with a big smile.

"Ooh, special guest huh, Grandma" Fahmi chimed in on her grandmother's greeting. My son seems to be less like it. She's a teenager, maybe it's weird that her father's girlfriend came to the house.

*Fahmi.. when we finish eating, let's continue studying in the room. You have a task from school no." I shifted the atmosphere that I found uncomfortable.

"Some, Mother. There's always schoolwork, huft. Just one day, there's no PR." Fahmi grumbled spoiled, his attitude making my wounded heart comforted again.

"Well, can't complain like that. A lot of PR is to make you smarter. Like the diligent Aunt Dini, the smart man so now his job is good" Mother stroked Fahmi's shoulders gently.

I saw Mas Bayu smiling at my mother's words, He also nodded in agreement. Didn't you realize she was me next to her right now?.

"Learning is our duty to get useful knowledge, not always with the aim of getting work. If I can find that work the path of sustenance that Allah has determined" I dare to call out my heart.

Mas Bayu looked at me surprised, it seemed like he felt my anger at what my mother said to Fahmi earlier.he hurriedly grabbed the glass in front of him again nervously because it turned out that there was no more content in it. It was very obvious that his attitude was wrong and did not dare to look at me at all.

"We go to the room first, we want to prepare for school tomorrow. The dining table let Hani settle down, Mom," I grabbed Fahmi's hand, then demanded her to go to her room.

"Yes, teach your son well." I answered half-heartedly.

Actually Fahmi was quite agile in doing the task, I just need to check again. Fahmi has been accustomed to the attitude of learning discipline that I have been practicing.

I remember not telling Fahmi about my plans to get back to work. Luluk informed me earlier this afternoon about receiving me to help his team. Busy driving mom shopping, making me forget to tell Fahmi.

"Fahmi. from tomorrow mom will work again. Just for a while, there was a mother friend who needed the expertise of a mother at her workplace. Can I?" ask me gently while checking the results of Fahmi doing the task.

"May you mother. But not until the night work, right? I can be upset because I miss my mother".

"Yes dong, Mom's time at home is just for you. Tomorrow there's Mun's mom who helps work here and grandma's nemenin too" I said

"Mother, I'm sprained by grandma" Fahmi said fiercely.

"Just, can't say that, upset why?" much

"Yes just pissed off. Tomorrow I won't go to dinner together" Fahmi looked at me meaningfully.

"Ooh. Grandma's cooking a lot of food tomorrow, who'd want to eat if there wasn't you" I teased my son.

Fahmi laughed, but then paused for a moment and looked at me affectionately. "Yes tomorrow I'm at my mama's dinner"

My heart warms, it seems like my teenage son can feel a third person among his parents.

Finished accompanying Fahmi studying and cleaning the dining table. I saw Mas Bayu and mom in the middle room watching television.

"If that's what makes you happy, then just do it. It's important that you fit in with the assistant." Mas Bayu replied without looking at me.

"Min's sister you brought here first to see mother before work, so that mother can judge her attitude".

"God willing his people are diligent, Mom. He's a friend of my work neighbor, a person he knows well in his neighborhood." I said affirming.

"Mas, need something more? If not I go to the room first, want to prepare my work clothes and work clothes mas also" I touch the soft shoulder of the husband.

Mas Bayu shook his head, he continued talking to his mother again. This time they talked about Dini in the office.

"Try first you are more patient waiting for news from Dini, Surely you are fooled" Mother-in-law said softly.

"Hani is my wife, Mom. Her mother Fahmi "Mas Bayu answered her mother's words doubtfully. He seems to be pretending to keep my feelings.

I ignored my mother's words, I continued this leg step into the room. I don't want to let myself get weaker because I feel hurt. Let me be the one who will awaken mother, how valuable this daughter-in-law is compared to the woman who continues to be praised.

In the morning, I served breakfast on time. I'm ready to start my office work with Luluk's team.

"Wahhh, you're so beautiful, OMG." Fahmi praised me while pretending to take pictures of me with both hands, as if aiming at me with a camera.

I laughed amusedly, my son is really very funny.

"I just found out that my mama's so graceful. It's really cool that you're already wearing work clothes" Fahmi added his compliment to me.

"Whose first dong" I'm trying to appreciate my son's praise.

"You are exaggerating. People want to go to work do have to dress up neatly, all that is natural". Mom chimed in on Fahmi's compliments.

"Here, let's have breakfast first later" Mas Bayu mediated, for a moment he looked at me not believing in my appearance. Maybe his memory goes back to the time we first met.

"Come, breakfast quick. Hani you must have forgotten to prepare provisions for Fahmi, because he was busy dressing up right? let me prepare.

"I put it in Fahmi's bag, ma'am."

"Eeemm, yes" replied the mother as she sat back in her chair.

"Later if you drive carefully do not have to rush for fear of being late to the office so hasty when ngater Fahmi to school" Mas Bayu advised with a more considerate attitude.

"Yes, my workplace is not far away.

Mas Bayu glanced at me misbehavingly, as he seemed to be worried after being completely ready to return to work like he used to.

"Where do you work"

"Later if it's time Mas will know for himself" I replied by raising both my eyebrows with a secretive gaze. For now, it is not time for Mas Bayu to know my plan. I'm gonna play pretty and hunt down her betrayal that I kissed her.

*REQUEST HIS COMMENT WITH THIS SECOND NOVEL, SO I CAN IMPROVE EITHER THE WORD OR THE WORD ORDER IN EACH LINE OF WORDS"