IF YOU ARE A FOOL

Not Hot Kuah Soto

The house was still so quiet when Dian and I entered the gate. Even when we entered the door. Understandably, there are only ummi and abi at home. But the door of the house is left open, that means they are at home.

After yesterday's incident, Dian decided to take me first to work. So we went to the Ummi house early in the morning using only one car.

"assalamualaikum" greetings Dian.

Without getting an answer from anyone, Dian went straight to the room door and opened the lock.

"there's no one?" I still wish someone would show up.

Dian pulled my hand into the room as I intended to see ummi into the kitchen.

"what's more, baby, the morning kiss was already. I want to see ummi"

"when are we gonna fuck in this room?" he still held me in his arms.

"in the morning, his mind was there. Agh, we'll be late. I'll discuss it sometime" I untied Dian's hand with a little force. Then out of the room left him alone.

I just took a few steps to smell the sweet smell of cooking. Until I speed up the pace with spirit 45.

I miss this house too. Long before there was an incident between me and Dian, this house was already like a third house to me, after my own house and Melan's house.

Melan and I used to play here after school. Because there are many reading books here. Ummi also likes to make snacks first, even Melan often asked to be made accordingly and we both spent.

"Home here, miss joking with ummi, miss the ummi-made food as well. Missing the ummi affection that was once lost"

"assalamualaikum" I said hello as soon as I saw the figure of my mother-in-law who had become my enemy.

"waalaikumsalam hall.

When come son, why not tell first"

I approached ummi and grabbed her hand, then kissed her deeply. A hand that some knew before could lead me to the divine heaven, because of his knowledge. The hand that a few years ago hurt me with his slap.

This world is really like a stage play. With me and Dian as the main character and mother-in-law as the antagonist. Where both of them managed to overturn my world, my feelings, my life.

I once hated both. But who would have thought, God brought goodness through them both. God gave them back as my way to heaven.

"just ummi. Greetings came to the front door, but there was no answer"

"owh, maybe ummi is frying, so it's noisy. Not heard"

"what ummi cook?" I tried to peek by aligning the face with the ummi.

"it's for fries. Abi asked in soto cuisine, but the complete use of sliced french fries, vermicelli, eggs, chicken"

"The same way Dian took breakfast here can ummi?"

"yes, donk. Ummi was happy"

"alhamdulillahop.

What is less ummi, let Kayra help prepare"

"already all, just wait for the fries to ripen"

"mmmmm.

If abi...where ummi?"

"it was in front. View news. Maybe up, fill the bathtub.

It was ummi who asked to fill the upper bathtub.

It's ripe. Help ummi get ready at the dinner table yok. Let's have breakfast together.

Ummi actually also peeenggeeenn one meal with you guys. But ummi's afraid to talk to your husband.

Is he still mad at you?"

I sighed hearing the words of ummi. And think hard to answer the ummi question. Afraid of being wrong, that's how I feel. Here I am younger. He is even a religious educator. Is it worth turning around if I advise him?

"ekhm...maybe Dian only need time to be able to accept this all ummi"

"forgive ummi yeah. Forgive all the ummi's fault. Ummi is doing khilaf. Ummi so feel not pantqs to be parents. Ummm ashamed of you guys"

"ummi, don't say that. Ummi remains the best.

Everyone taught me to do something wrong. Let's fix it together now" I grabbed ummi's hand who was putting a pile of dishes on the table.

A mother's warm embrace is now being felt. Apart from all the stories in the past, this is the time to fix something that Dian has never gotten to date.

"you are a good woman. Dian didn't pick you wrong"

"hopefully ummi. Please help guide Kayra to become a solihah wife and daughter-in-law"

"eekkhhhmmm eekkhhmmm" abi's coughing voice parsed my embrace with ummi.

Apparently Dian had met abi first. They both came to the dining table before being called.

"assalamualaikum abi" I approached abi and shook hands, kissing his hand.

"waalaikumsalam hall.

Come on, we have breakfast together" he invited me to sit down.

While Dian still looks a lot silent. This morning he said "kangen ummi cuisine". But reprimanding ummi, speaking also not. Even he seems to think ummi does not exist. Shaking hands, shaking hands with Ummis not.

"Expiritual" I thought. But this is not the right time to rebuke.

Well, maybe he just misses ummi's cooking, not the guy. I don't know, indeed I did not feel how much disappointment Dian also angry with ummi, I was just trying to understand. Waiting for time erodes all his disappointment and heartache. I hope all this passes soon.

"ummi does not know that you will have breakfast here, so ummi only cook the menu abi request only" said Ummi break the silence.

"it's also very tasty ummi. At home you've never cooked like this" I said.

"it's a typical Javanese soto timuran Kay. In the past, abi still often accompanied abah to attend the call njai, every pass through the city X must always make time to stop by"

I nodded my head hearing Abi's story.

"ekhm...if like that, why pesantren parenting is not placed on abi alone, while waiting for Dian 'ripe' scientifically, mentally......."

"is it done, right, eating? Let's go, baby, it's late" Dian just cut my word.

Could I have been speaking wrong?

After saying goodbye we left the ummi and abi residence. Until we entered the car, no conversation I heard came out of Dian's mouth.

"In......"

"yes" he simply replied without noticing me.

"i was wrong to say that?"

"which one?"

"about pesantren"

"no. It's just a lot of things you don't know, so it's not exactly what you're proposing.

And I, I don't want to talk about it at all"

"uh. How can I tell, you never want to tell a story either. Hah, it's over. I'd better shut up" I grumbled in my heart.

Until the car arrived at the office we just kept quiet. So annoying.

"then if you can't go home with papa, tell me. Can't go home with anyone"

He said with one hand rubbing my lips.

"no need to ya. Embarrassed to be discovered if suddenly there was someone passing by" then I shifted my seat slightly back.

"not what?"

"morning kiss's. It was already"

"i was whistling your messy lipstick.

I should have removed all the lipsticks. Let no one pay attention to your lips" said Dian full of emphasis.

"yeee... Is that me? There are samples that pay attention to the lips"

"yes. And I've always wanted to gobble up if I see your cute lips. Especially if pas ngoceh ngoceh so"

"ih, what the hell. Bummer"

We continued to chat until we arrived in front of the finance department.

After yesterday's incident, Dian's level of possessiveness rose sharply. "everyone should know, if you're married".

The words still ring in my ears.

Besides who hides a hundred, if I'm already someone's wife. The wedding has also invited many guests. Huh, basics. Jealousy is blind.

"take a tissue, ask for one" after arriving in front of the room he hasn't left. Whereas last time at home abi, said he was afraid late. Now it's even lingering.

"well, this is how it should be. Andand it can only make a husband" she whispered next to my ear.

And then there were employees entering the room. I nodded my head, smiling, and I felt so ashamed at this moment.

"already agh, go there. Later you are late" I subtly ask him to leave.

"look at the contents of your bag first" ask permission, but not yet given his hand has been seized first.

"In.what the hell"

"here, I take it" she showed me a stick of lipstick and put it in her shirt pocket.

The latest lipstick from brand X, got a wedding gift, I just wore this morning.

"already have. You go there. I'm staying in the room" I think my brain was made to boil this morning by Dian's behavior.

"yes, I'm leaving. It's noon" he said casually.

I shook and kissed his hand. Then she peeped at my forehead. I could only hold my eyes. Until he left.

This has become a habit every day, but it is not on time. Wrong place. Because there are a lot of employees today. I will definitely be a hotnews ingredient all day.

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