JODOHKU MR. DUDA

El

"Divorce?" nisa asked in surprise, "why should we talk about this while we're still in the hospital?"

"No pa pa, because we won't find the right time to talk about this matter."

"But, Mom, I really have no intention of thinking about divorce."

"Why? Is it because of the kids again?"

"Yes, Mas. For me, they are my main goal. Why insist on parting, if it can still be maintained?"

Angga took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. "Sir, I know what you mean, but I made up my mind. Even knowing it was too late, I really regretted letting the matter drag on. Look at our pretense of being a whole family, destroying even children."

"It's never too late, we're both guilty."

"But you've been intent on changing, by making time for a family vacation, in the midst of your busy life. Why can't I understand? I was in your position."

Nisa pulled her back on the back of the chair, her gaze bowed staring at the stepped white tile. "I have no opinion anymore mas," he said resignedly.

"If you don't mind, I'd like to split the shares of the company in half. Also the house we occupy, I will sell it. All of us split two. But if you mind, let your house sit together. I'll find a smaller house."

"Why is this so, anyway, Mas?" sahut Nisa while covering both her faces. He could no longer hold back the tears that had wanted to escape.

Seeing the wife crying, Angga's heart was completely sliced. So great was the wound he inflicted on his wife. If you can curse yourself, he has long ago cursed his dirty and untrue self. He slowly pulled Nisa's shoulder, bringing her into his arms. Angga was relieved because Nisa did not refuse. After all this time, since the disgusting event was revealed, this was the first time she had embraced Nisa, giving her a little warmth to the woman who had accompanied her for the past few years.

Something rippled in his heart, but Angga did not know what love was or just guilt.

While Nisa is getting sobbing and drowning in Angga's chest. How comfortable it is to be in the arms of the husband.

"Your work! Why treat me like this." said Nisa while banging on the chest of the man's field. In the past ...until whenever Nisa never willing to give this place to anyone, Angga man who is loving, caring, lavishing Nisa with treasure and affection. Until he could erase the name of the God in his heart. But reality is not as beautiful as hope, it is Angga himself who replaced Nisa with Pradipta. Duh, Gusti .. what pain is more cruel than this.

"Sorry, sorry ...." That was all Angga said repeatedly from his lips. He let Nisa who still continues to beat him, until the wife's hand weakened by itself and no more pounding on his chest.

Nisa immediately withdrew, when she could already calm her feelings. The hospital hallway was still empty this morning, so he could freely shed his tears.

"Don't talk about divorce before Nina gets out of the hospital" Nisa said.

"Alright, Deck. I'll wait for healthy Nina to come back" Angga replied, slipping away from her mouth. He wanted to bite his tongue until it broke after saying that.

Nisa then shuffled from the long chair where she sat with Angga. Enter to accompany Nina back, leaving Angga without saying any more. Hearing Angga's reply just now, made him realize, that the man was indeed determined to separate.

***

"El .. bukain dong, dear. My mom is tired and hungry. It was in the hospital mama be__"

"What the hell, Ma. If you want to eat, at the dinner table, not screaming at the door." El opened the door with a puff, making Nisa startled for a split second.

However, El immediately headed for the dining room quickly. Actually, the stomach also began to thrash for fill, but he was lazy when he saw his mother was preparing food when he came home from school.

It's only fitting today that the driver picked her up at school, not papa anymore. El thinks Angga is starting to relax his supervision, but his guess is wrong, apparently because there is Nisa who has been waiting for him to come home. Speaking of going home, when did you come home? Didn't you find your mom at home this morning?

"How did you learn today, El?" nisa asked as she placed the rice on her son's plate, "want rendang or grilled chicken?" haggard Nisa again. He tried to behave as reasonably as possible in front of the son. Does not show excessive emotion.

"Let El take it for himself" he said, grabbing the plate from Nisa's hand. Then take a few pieces of rendang to fill the plate.

This time Nisa was unable to hide her shock at El's rejection of her. The woman was sitting in a state of masygul. Why does El hate him? Was the kid angry about his departure yesterday? Ah, El .. If you only knew what you meant to do?

El had a quick glance at Nisa's face, seeing the change of mama's face, her heart was a little happy. Didn't she want her mom to feel her heartache?

"Don't you, the rendang?"

"Bik Nah is indeed smart to cook, really, since long ago. We all know. Time to ask again. Oops! Sorry, El forgot that mama is rarely eaten at home," said El. He grinned cynically when he said it.

It was not El's answer that made Nisa sad, but it was El's gaze and smile that tore her heart apart. The look of hatred looked at him, and the cold grin of the child saw his sadness. Oh, El why have you changed so much, son? Don't you know, you came home because you missed your kids? If it wasn't for you, maybe mom wouldn't be here?

"El is full. Sorry I can't accompany my mom to eat. There are still many tasks I have to do. Have a good meal, Ma," said El, pulling out a chair with his body. Then walk quickly to the room.

Nisa put the spoon on the plate. His appetite suddenly disappeared. Let alone spend the rice, swallow alone feels so heavy. My God, why do endless trials befall this family?

Not lost his sense of astonishment saw El's attitude left the dining table, a few minutes later a very loud music thump from El's room. Because the location of the room was not far from the dining table, her voice deafened Nisa's eardrum. Even his heart went too hard because of the sound of the music.

"Excession!"

Nisa left the dining table in a huff. He immediately headed to his private room, taking his keys and bag! He could not stand being in this house any longer, Nisa had to leave this place immediately to the hospital. Nisa is worried that if she stays home too long, her emotions get out of control and spark new problems with El.

It was better for Nisa to take care of Nina, at least the little girl would smile welcoming her arrival. Let the Angga who deal with El first, does not El hear the words of Angga on his appeal?

Nisa continues to drive forward her car with mixed feelings. Angry, sad and happy all become one.

Seriate