I REPLY TO MY HUSBAND'S AFFAIR

Chapter 40. Mother-in-law's Cry

"How about, Mrs Hani? My offer was pretty interesting. Oh yes, I will also arrange your child's needs every month. The deal? When are you moving out of town?" Dini held tightly to the bars of the fence, standing to hold me who already wanted to enter the house. He did not give up on persuading me.

"Home, deposit, work, monthly expenses of the child... Is that all?" tanyaku cynics while raising eyebrows.

Dini looked at me cluelessly, the blushing woman said again, "That's a huge value. Don't be greedy!"

I shook my head, turned around to get into the house. My silence is the best way to slap Early, resuscitating the woman if it cannot be bought with treasure.

"Hey! Snob! Enjoy this rented house. Remember, don't expect Bayu's money to reach your hands again even if your child needs a fee later," he exclaimed, furious to see me leave him alone.

I just turned my head for a moment, I saw Dini kicking the gate pissed off before passing into her car.

I smiled to myself when I heard the roar of my husband's car. He who could hurt other women's hearts, but now he is also the one who perplexed to see me still strong bear the storm he brought. Really, it's hard to endure loving someone whose heart is divided for someone else. As hard as I try to fight but still end up running. Near yet as far, tight yet as tenuous. I could not live longer like that with Mas Bayu.

It's enough I strengthen myself, I can measure the burden I can go through. Not Bayu, not Dini. This road I have chosen. Maybe at first, my departure did not make my husband feel lost in the slightest, not make him think that he had wasted me. Now, when I found out how to step back from her life, she just realized turning around asking me to come back.

Another week of mediation hearings is scheduled for me and Mas Bayu. I hope to be released soon from my marriage bond, hopefully the man who has married again does not complicate the process. Not because I want to quickly get a companion back to life, but I need a clear status of self.

"Auntie's gone?" asked Fahmi, he was pitting a cup of tea on the living room table.

I nodded with a smile.

"yes"

Fahmi gave me a cup of warm tea. The taste of haru spread in my chest. My son is so dear to his mother that he is always there to cheer when his mother has just experienced a bad event, even though he can only make a cup of drinks.

"Thank you, son."

Fahmi nodded with a smile.

"Mother can marry again, as long as the future father loves the same mother."

"Fah-mi?" I turned my head, stammered, not expecting him to suddenly discuss such a thing.

"Mother stay choose a good father, as Mr. Julio may, I would agree."

I gawk. Fahmi is a teenager, indeed I should have asked for his consideration in making decisions for our future. But his words, still describe the side of the children in him. He does not know, it is not that easy for adults to choose a life partner.

"Thank you, Son. But the main task of the mother is to take you to the success of the afterlife. About father to you, it's still God's secret."

"Fahmi just pity the mother of work weariness. If there's Mr. Julio, you can stay home rich."

"That's the name Fahmi sees something from the bright side only. We don't even know more about Mr. Julio, there's a lot to weigh, son. The rush is not good."

"It's just simple, Bun. Julio often told me anything. I know where the house is, what snacks it likes, hobbies too I know. And I love her, too."

I chuckle. "It's been, uh, talking about Mr. Julio. We are obliged to try to improve ourselves, diligent worship do not forget. God will arrange everything. Understand, yeah?"

"OK, Mommy. But so are we taking photos for the ads?"

"Look at it later, yeah. Take a shower there." I rubbed my son's head to calm his heart.

Sipping warm tea slowly in the living room while waiting for Fahmi to finish cleaning himself. Returning to the thought of Dini's offer, suddenly my heart was not calm so it remembered my mother-in-law.

From Dini's attitude earlier I can read if he and Mas Bayu are deteriorating their relationship. Maybe their rift also affects my mother-in-law. How's mother-in-law doing? Maybe I can ask Mbak Min.

Mbak Min's voice sounded happy when he received a call from me. But I asked him he immediately told me a lot of atmosphere at my mother-in-law's house since Dini lived there. Every day, Mas Bayu came home late. But strangely the man never came home with his wife.

"Pity grandma, Mom. Every night hard to sleep. if Mom Dini has come home from work, grandma shut herself in the room. I am called every time I need something. Grandma becomes more chatty, Mom," said Ms. Min.

"But grandma's healthy, isn't she?" much worry.

"Last time, anyway, healthy. Eeem, I have not worked there dismissed the same mom Dini. Sorry I haven't had time to tell mom because I immediately found work at the laundry place so troublesome."

"Oh...Yes, Ma'am. Sorry to interrupt the work, yeah. Let me call mom later. Thanks, Ms. Min."

With my heart choked, I ended the phone, imagining what kind of situation my mother-in-law who had to take care of the house without anyone helping her. Even the last time I met, I was hospitalized for a long time. Didn't Mas Bayu think that mom could get sick again, then why let Dini stop Min's work? I also fretted about staring.

"Mother, I'm done bathing." Fahmi patted my arm that was still staring at the phone screen, was worried to call my mother-in-law want to know the news of her health.

I looked up and smiled at my son who had just finished bathing." Fahmi want to call grandma? Ask me if Grandma's all right, yeah."

"Can, Bun?"

"Bby dong. Grandma's our family, mom's missing, too."

No matter where I need to connect my mother-in-law's affection to her granddaughter even though I'm not her daughter-in-law anymore. I also have an obligation to teach my children to respect and love their grandmother.

"Grandma how are you?" ask Fahmi.

The corner of my eyes was warm to see Fahmi exchanging greetings with his grandmother, it seems my mother-in-law did not stop asking her granddaughter.

"Grandmother wants to talk to you" Fahmi said, giving me a cell phone and passing it to the porch to water my plants.

"How are you, Mom?" I asked hoarse, holding back the longing when imagining the state of the mother after hearing the story from Mbak Min before.

"How are you?" Not answering my question, the mother-in-law asked back, as if reluctant to tell her the situation now.

"When are you going to visit here?" ask mom again, even though I haven't been able to answer the question before.

"Forgive me to go to mom's place later. Coincidentally, there are many office jobs. Did you eat?"

"Take mom to your place, Hani, mommy misses with granddaughter mom," mother's plea with a sobbing voice held back her cries.

I stammered, not expecting to be asked to take mom to our rented house.

"But, Mum? Hani's contract is small, not as big as mother's house."

"Mom doesn't care. Mom's big house is not comfortable to live in."

"But why, Mom?"

"Just pick it up, you can't be much the same Fahmi. Can't mom stay there? You're still grudging the same mother prefers Dini?"

I'm speechless. Mother did not change, even though she was in trouble because of the actions of Dini but still act tough on me. I had thought that after knowing Dini's behavior was not as beautiful as her shadow, it would make the mother-in-law realize that she had ignored my presence while being her daughter-in-law. Apparently I was wrong.

"Tomorrow pick me up, I'll wait!" The mother-in-law said again, forcefully forcing me, then ending the conversation by saying hello and turning off the call.

"Mother, there's a father coming." Fahmi screamed to tell while running from the porch memorizing me.

I, who was still stunned by my mother-in-law's request, trembled more and more holding a cell phone hearing Fahmi's scream.

It was his mother who made me hang, and as her son, my mind while looking at Mas Bayu who was standing in front of the pagan door