I REPLY TO MY HUSBAND'S AFFAIR

WHAT IS MY LACK OF THAT WOMAN?

I was astonished to hear the end of the mother's sentence, He opened wide the door for other women to stay at home with children who obviously already have a wife and children.

"Well, it could be dangerous if I stay here, ma'am. Isn't that right, Mas Bayu?" Dini stared at Mas Bayu lekat.

"Ready Boss Ma'am." The laughter between the two people, plus the naughty clenching of Dini made their friendly laughter even longer, it was painful that I had to witness the madness of both of them.

Mas Bayu sat next to me, but his attention I could feel was only on the tall, beautiful woman in front of me.

"May nginep kok later mother reported Mr. RT only. There's a guest room, it's a function indeed for guests to rest if the night." I emphasized the word guest, realizing Dini that she was only a guest.

My mother was surprised, not expecting me to say that. Dini immediately fell silent and immediately cut the serabi cake for the mother.

"Eat the sherabnya already, later the mother is full before accompanying you to eat," mother told Dini to stop feeding serabi.

Dini grabbed the tissue on the table, so painstakingly she wiped the lips of the mother from the rest of the sticky serabi sauce. I saw clearly that he was so sincere about giving love to my mother. Huft I realized that it was a plus that made me understand why my mother used to want her to be her daughter-in-law so much.

"Where is your son? I'm curious to see it' Mas. Does he look like you? hopefully not, your skin is too dark to pass on to your descendants hahaha?" Dini on the train laughing, mocking my husband who said he was his best friend.

Eemmmm....'BEST FRIEND BUT FRIENDLY'

Mas Bayu laughed, he did not understand the joke Dini. Even mom chimed in too. They throw jokes at each other, the atmosphere is so harmonious and familiar.

One more thing I realized, Dini with her warm attitude.she can make people around her feel comfortable. I look back to remember the last time I joked with Mas Bayu, it feels like a long time ago.

I found my shortcomings again, fatigue alone take care of all things and routines at home has made me a monotonous and boring human being. When I was with my husband, I was tired and my tired mind did not think anymore to joke even though I carried out my obligations through him.

"So, this Early Sister is a real from malang?" I asked friendly.

"Rubber, Ma'am. I used to host in this city, lucky I met Mas Bayu can often stop by this house, so I have a second mother" Early embrace mother's shoulder, mother's shoulder, so did mother welcome him by stroking Dini's head

No less I love my mother-in-law. I bought her whatever she wanted, I followed her will too.

However, since mom was restricting herself from me so we found it hard to be close. Apparently, my mother did not fully accept me with Ihklas as his wife Mas Bayu because there was already another woman who dreamed of becoming his daughter-in-law.

"Now we eat first the story continues later, mother has cooked your favorite food" mother pulled Dini's hand to sing.

"Eeeemm, I can't wait to taste mother's cooking" my friend but my husband's friendly smile spoiled.

Mas Bayu stood beside me, my cpat aligns myself and holds his hands friendly. I want to show that I am the one who has the right to stand by his side. My husband smiled coldly but still stepped clumsily.

Fahmi's waiting at the dinner table. His face was not cheerful, he bent his face until he looked vexed in him.

"Fahmi come salim used to be the same aunt Dini" mother pinta on her grandson.

"Tante, aren't you tired of working and not going home?" ask Fahmi while sticking out a hand for the salim.

"Capek sich, but because you want to meet you so lost dech tirednya. You look like your father, big height. What class is it now?" Dini tries to establish familiarity with Fahmi.

"Class nine" replied Fahmi Ketus.

"Well, auntie thinks she's going to college"

Fahmi ignored Dini's words, Fahmi closed himself to me. Be the three of us crammed next to the dining table. Mas Bayu took off my armband, he pulled the chair for Dini. It is outrageous that Early can not pull his own chair, kesl sukulku in heart.

I pulled out a chair for mom, then led Fahmi to sit back down. With Mas Bayu's hand back, I whispered in his ear "Take care of your attitude in front of Fahmi. You can ignore me, but don't hurt our son"

Mas Bayu was silent, it was good that if he understood my words earlier, he shifted the chair beside Dini to sit next to me. Thank goodness she opened her mind after I warned her. He loves his son very much, surely he does not want to see the closeness with Dini.

Only Mom and Dini who talk a lot, Mas Bayu more silent but his eyes more often steal the view on Dini. Fahmi talks if only asked, and I only occasionally chimed in on their conversations.

"It's late at night I haven't prepared Fahmi's school needs. I'll take Fahmi to the room for a minute." I grabbed Fahmi's soft hand.

"Yes, I'm tired of chatting all the time. I went to Dad's room. Drowsy Fahmi, Grandma," Fahmi said with a sour face to his father and grandmother.

Mas Bayu stood up, he hugged Fahmi secentr while patting his shoulder "Later to go to the room. I promise you tomorrow I'll take you to school."

"Bentul ya, yeah." Fahmi hugged his father happily, my heart moved to see him.

If only the woman beside the mother had not returned to this city and was present in our lives, of course, Mas Bayu would not have been tempted and turned away from me.

Why am I putting the blame on Dini? Maybe I also have negligence so that Mas Bayu feel comfortable with other women. Do I have to change and become like Dini?Not really, I should be able to take a stand, remain myself but have to improve my relationship with my husband.

I rushed Fahmi to the room, gave instructions briefly for his schoolwork and then returned to the dining room.

"Mas, Fahmi's waiting in the room. A week yesterday was busy, you have absolutely no time for Fahmi" I said gently.

Mas Bayu nodded, he said goodbye to Dini with a smile. The woman gave her thumbs up a sign of approval.

I offered you a pudding on Dini. "Tasting the pudding, Ma'am. These are all mothers who make, I'm lucky to have in-laws as good as mother. earlier I did not have time to help mother cook."

"Oh, huh? Hani's mom isn't a housewife, is she?" ask Dini while taking the pudding.

"It was so, but I've had another career. I want to make the most of my time, but that doesn't mean I'm ignoring family. Like a treasure, family is a treasure that I must guard against any theft." I stared at Dini meaningfully so that it made the woman teseedk pudding.