JODOHKU MR. DUDA

Agree

"I've considered it. I accept your decision to divorce" Nisa said slowly but firmly.

Angga was stunned, the phone that he had been playing, fell down with his fingers. Why was there a sense of impaled in his heart? Isn't this what he wanted for a long time? There should be no pain like this, but why should he feel pain?

"What changed your mind? Sorry if I asked, is there a man who will replace me? Don't answer, if you don't want to answer."

"reality. A fact I've been meeting with the kids for a few days. I'm right, I pay less attention to children. Too busy chasing company profits."

"But you've been intent on changing, Dek."

"Changing doesn't mean giving up all my career. I just realized, if I don't divert my emotions to work, maybe not just the children who will be victims. RSJ must also prepare to leave me one room."

"Don't be so pessimistic."

"It's not pessimistic, Mas. Just think deeper."

"So how do you want? Keep working from morning till night! Leave the kids in my custody or the nanny!"

"I will reduce my activities, but to eliminate them altogether, I cannot promise. I don't want to just sit around, wait all day for the kids to come home from school without doing any activities. I am also a human being, I need a self-existence. Not just as a housekeeper."

"So you want to sacrifice children for your ambitions?"

"Unlike that, which mother does not want to sacrifice for her children! Have you seen the activities of a volunteer? Most of the volunteers have families, have children just like us. However, if there is a disaster, they are the fastest on site. Leaving the family without knowing when they will return" Nisa explained. He then stood near the window of the treatment room.

"Refuse their children? Is there a ban from their partners? No mas, even though their hearts are anxious, fear that the departed will be the victim. However, they still willingly let the volunteers go. Why can their families be so strong? Because they were aware, the volunteers were not just born as their father, mother, or child. Volunteers are part of the community, which has a human spirit to help others. I want 'my family' to have that kind of understanding. It's free to live together if there's a lack of tolerance, until whenever there's no peace in this family."

"What about children if they don't already have that understanding?"

"I leave it to them, if I want to stay with you, it's no problem either. But if I want to be with me, I will try to give them understanding. You can meet them anytime, there are no rules I give you. Because before they get married, they're still our shared responsibility."

Angga took a deep breath. No more wrinkles on his forehead. Trying to digest everything Nisa said. He could not imagine what if his wife jumped as a volunteer. How often he and the children felt anxious about Nisa's departure to the disaster area. Isn't it much better now, his wife just went to the office? Still a city with him. Only a few kilometers apart. But why can't he ever see that luck?

"Maybe you're right, Deck. It's hard to live if me and the kids demand you all day with us. Maybe you will give up, but there is another side in you that wants to rebel. Inevitably, there will be more victims because we force to be together."

Nisa was still silent, giving an opportunity for Angga to continue his argument.

"You still have the potential to move forward, Deck. I'd like to hand over the CEO's seat to you. I'll call the lawyer immediately."

"I'm not after the department, Mas. Anyway if I give me the CEO seat, I'll still appoint some staff to handle some of the duties."

"As far as you are, Dek. If mama and papa are still around, they won't be willing if the company falls into someone else's hands."

"Oiya, what about my question. Have you got my replacement?" ask Angga again.

This time it was Nisa who took a slow breath. The question he wanted to avoid since then, but until when can he avoid. Angga deserves an answer.

"no one yet. But if God still gives me a mate, I'll be more selective. I hope there are no more failures."

"Find one who has a great sense of understanding and loyalty to the bonds of marriage. All of that is no longer on me" said Angga, looking down.

Nisa was silent, not responding to Angga's words. Silent.

"Where have you been all this time, Dek?" tanya Angga broke the silence.

Angga just shook his head at the wife's reply.

***

The news that the Doctor gave about Nina's condition, made Nisa and Angga happy. According to the doctor, their child is allowed to go home tomorrow morning. There is nothing more pleasing to parents than to see the child grow up healthy.

"Go home faster, Mom. Let me wait here," bargained Nisa.

"You don't want to go home, haven't you spent three days here."

Not unwilling to go home, it's just that for a while Nisa does not want to add to the ripple of trouble again with El, while Nina still needs extra attention. Let El enjoy extra time as long as Nina has not recovered, after which she will face her eldest son. And finally Angga was the one who came home with El.

***

Next day. With Nisa's face packing things in Nina's room, soon the driver will come to pick them up. Actually it could have been slid alone, but Angga forbid, given the amount of goods that must be transported.

"Ma, really, long time. Nina's tired of being here all the time, "so spoiled Nina.

"Please baby, maybe the streets are jammed again. In the morning, right, people are all busy. Some go to schools, offices, and markets. Anyway all are busy and jammed," said Nisa while kissing Nina's forehead.

Shortly afterwards there was a knock from outside the door.

"Well, the driver has arrived. Come on, get ready to go home," Nisa happily invited. Lowering Nina from her lap.

"Mom open the door first." Gegas Nisa opened the door, sure enough that Mang Adul was standing in front of the door.

"This, Mang, the goods. Please get transported to the car. Let Nina I'm a fat one."

"I'm sorry, Mom, I just want to grab these things. I'm asked to wait for you a minute."

"Why wait for Mister? This stuff is not up to one car, really, Nina really wants to go home."

"Sorry ma'am, I'm just following Master's orders."

"What's the matter, Mang? Sir order like that?"

"Anu, Mum. Sister Nina ...."

"Sister Nina? El?"

"Yes, Mom. Duh, what, so gini tree by the way? Uh, I'm sorry ma'am, you just drove El to the ER."

"Astagfirullah, ER? Adul's not kidding, is he?"

"No, ma'am, don't dare me. Let me meet you, sir."

"No need, Mang. Just bring her stuff home. Let me and Nina find you."

"Well, ma'am," replied Mang Adu.

Seriate