I REPLY TO MY HUSBAND'S AFFAIR

I CALL MY PRIDE

"Well, what a good scarf, thank you for knitting this for me, ma'am. I will definitely wear it often" Dini sparkled to see the scarf because the name was written and Mas Bayu on the knit scarf. She hugged mom tightly.

"Eh, that's. That scarf mom made a dozen years ago. Apparently there is a neat shackle of the thread. Here you take make in real first." Mom took another scarf from Early hands.

"Eeeemm, huh? I have nothing to say, yes. I take care of health so we can go for a walk later" With a disappointed look Dini returned the scarf again.

Mom nodded and smiled warmly. Finally, the woman from Mas Bayu's past who had haunted the atmosphere in my house came home with the roar of the speed of her car.

"Hani, sorry. I think Bayu is more suited to Dini. In the past, the only mother's son was almost insane because Dini disappeared." Mother leaned her back on the porch chair.

And now, Mas Bayu almost forgot himself because he was reunited with Dini, the woman of his past, who was smarter and more beautiful than me and still alone, I softly endured the pain.

"Mother isn't sure, you'll be able to hold Bayu by your side. Whatever happens, don't separate your granddaughter from her grandmother" she added.

"It depends on the mother too, If the mother still makes way for Dini, then I will still go with the fahmi." I reminded mom again.

"You have no right to bring Fahmi. Bayu is better able to meet his needs." mother's sergeant in a panic.

"Mom forgot? That I've been working back! I can find a place to live and support Fahmi myself." I confirmed the courage, hoping that mom would rethink her view of my usually submissive self.

Light garden lights make the flowers of the mother's collection orchids on the terrace look beautiful. I walked up to the flowers and touched them slowly.

"These flowers, can grow beautiful because they are treated and not attacked by pests. I too Mom, can survive this long because taking care of the household alone because there is no third person" I said while staring at the mother attached.

"mother dizzy, willing to rest." the woman who was not firm stood up and went to her room.

Not wrong with my decision to work again, at least I still have advantages to consider mother. The toughest thing I have to face is to re-seal my harmony with my husband. Can I continue to survive after knowing that while with me, she explained Mas Bayu still save love for other women.

Restless in my thoughts, I felt like I wanted to see my son to eliminate the worry in this heart. Only he now my encouragement to survive this.I swing my feet towards Fahmi's room, it's past ten o'clock at night, must be my son is hard to sleep in a dream.

My heart moved, I found Mas Bayu asleep next to Fahmi.His hand was still holding the head of my son who was hugging the bolster comfortably. He must have fallen asleep while being rubbed by his father's hair. Will I let Fahmi lose his father figure if later Mas Bayu prefers to be with Dini?.

They sleep well. I smile what the meaning of family if each other does not give love to each other, now my desire is increasingly to maintain the integrity of my family.

****

"Hani, why didn't you wake me last night, I fell asleep in Fahmi's room last night. You see my phone?' tanya Mas Bayu, approached me in the room with still holding back sleepiness.

"The sleep is really good, you must be tired of pity if I wake up. That's his phone I put on the table" I replied as I prepared my husband's briefcase, laboriously trying to stay sweet on him.

Mas Bayu grumbled indistinctly, seemed annoyed because he overslept last night until Dini came home.

"Shabuh prayer first Mas, it's noon." I remind my husband.

"Here, it's easy later"

Instead of going brwudhu, Mas Bayu actually took his phone and opened it. Maybe he can't wait to call Dini. I looked at her in disappointment, my husband was really in love drunk.

I approached Mas Bayu, sitting on the edge of the bed with him. "Aren't you late for the office? I want to see Fahmi, pray and take a shower first." I patted my husband's thigh gently

"Yes" the answer is short.

"As for when to have some loose time Fahmi wants us to go together. It's been a long time since we've taken him for a walk." I rested my head on Mas Bayu's shoulder. Trying to glance at the e screen of his phone, want to know what my husband type.

"Later home don't be late, Fahmi wants you to take him to robotics lessons, later he gets angry with you." I kissed Mas Bayu's forehead while ordering again so that he did not forget his obligation to pray two prayers.

"Huh? But I'll be there....?" Mas Bayu wanted to say but hesitated, he did not finish his words.

"You promised Fahmi, today you are the one who picked up the activity. I got the meting." This time I put a kiss on her cheek before leaving her in Fahmi's room.

"You got a meting? Hani, it's not here yet." Mas Bayu pointed at his lips.

"Don't be naughty early in the morning, mas. Come late to the office, come home soon.later tonight I will wait for you there." I pointed to our bed while glancing spoiled at him.

There is nothing wrong with me learning from Dini to be able to reclaim my husband's heart, maybe I should be more brave to tease Mas Bayu first, so that I can see again the radiance of love in his eyes for me.

The burly man laughed, he hurriedly stood up and caught me. I wasted no more that opportunity to re-seal the affection between us, I let him hold me tight.

"It's noon, hurry wudhu! do not go to prayer prayer later." I whispered while unraveling the deck of Mas Bayu.

The man who was forty years old but was still so firm and good looks was finally obedient, then immediately went to clean up to immediately fulfill his prayer obligations.

I hurriedly opened Mas Bayu's cell phone while he was in the bathroom, but it was locked. Something is obviously hidden from me.

Time-hunted, I had to quickly accompany Fahmi to breakfast. Seen by me, mother was sitting waiting at the dining table, seen Mbak Min kneeling his back slowly.

"Mother's sick?" much worry.

"No, just a little dizzy. Last night it was hard to sleep" said Iirih.

I also asked Mbak Min to make a warm ginger drink for mother, then I pinched slowly the shoulders and temples of mother.

"You don't have to go to the office, yes. accompany mom," pinta mom.

"The idea is so, Mom. But Hani just started work certainly can not permit. There's Madam Mun, later if there's anything or something I'm asking you for. I'm trying to get home sooner."

"Hmm yes," said the disappointed mother.

Fahmi came from the room, rushed to the dining table and sat down while chattering. We were ready for breakfast, just waiting for Mas Bayu. As the day wore on, I finally asked Fahmi to eat first.

I took a plate of rice for Mas Bayu's breakfast and brought him to the room. I remember the happy times in my marriage that still remain in my memory. There was a time when I was still pampered because I had just given a boy, whatever I wanted in his participation at that time. I also decided to stop working to stay at home in order to give our children enough abundance of love. In the past, Mas Bayu, had found a nanny for Fahmi and hoped I could divide my time by staying at work. However, I do not want my household to be the same fate as the Luluk household whose husband turned away because he was considered too busy with his work. Is my lack of sacrifice not enough for him to remain loyal to me? Even though the woman from her past came back in her life, even though that woman was more beautiful in her eyes than me? As I got closer to the room, the memories of the past faded away instantly. It sounds like Mas Bayu is still busy talking on the phone. Looks like Dini's talking on the phone. Seeing me approaching, my husband closed the conversation. He hurriedly put on the socks.

"I'm sorry I just got ready for breakfast. He called me." he said, looking wrong.

"Breakfast first," I said gently.

I spoons rice and side dishes, trying to ignore the nervousness of the man in front of me, then ask Mas Bayu to open his mouth, feed him by praying in our hearts that our love be restored.

"Have you had breakfast?" tanya Mas Bayu tried gently too.

I shook my head "Just go first"

Mas Bayu took over the spoon in my hand, he bribed me too. My heart warms, can I slowly build up again our closeness? May my husband forget his past love. I can't give up, I convinced myself again to keep trying to withstand the storm brought here.