
Bruk!
Bruk!
I hit the body of the man who had been peeking out of the fence of my house.
"Who are you ha? Do you want to be here?" I asked while hitting him.
"Ampun .. geez, it's Mil! This is Mas, awu .. sick," she whispered.
"Big, Amar!"
"What are you doing here, Mom?" My toot.
"How about Harder seeing you Mas?" Ask again.
"I just want to see you guys Mil, I miss Hardcore" he said.
"This is not how it is! I took a slow breath. You can meet him whenever you want, I said.
"I won't forbid you, but be patient, it takes time" I said.
"Now it's better for you to go home, Mas" I'm kicked out.
"But Mil!"
"Go home, calm yourself, Hardcore is still shaken by the incident last afternoon, I hope you can understand" I said slowly.
"Bun, what are you doing there" cried my son who was playing.
"No, Mommy doesn't talk to anyone, Mommy just wants to lock the gate, son," I said.
Hearing the loud screams, my ex-husband immediately ran away from our house.
Good thing I only hit the wood if it was covered with hot water, I made sure to blister his body.
There-there was you.
You used to insist on separating from me and marrying a woman I had never met.
How attractive he was until you turned away from me. Now you want to get our attention again.
***
Chickens crowed on the trees, the wall clock clanking slowly. The sign of day is already noon.
My son is ready to go to school with enthusiasm.
I was also ready to take her to school.
The car drove down a highway that was already crowded with people and then passed.
After I delivered Hardcore I went straight to my shirt shop. I haven't seen my shop in a long time.
Since the divorce with Mas Amar, I opened a clothing store that is now managed by my confidants, so I do not need to come to the Shop every day.
My time is more at home with Tegar, every heart I will only receive reports from the wires of my confidants.
When I saw the Shirt Shop, I remembered my best friend Ayu, since I gave birth and divorced my husband, he was lost to the earth.
All his contacts there is nothing I can contact, his social media account has been closed. I don't know how it is now.
When I fell Ayu disappeared, I never heard from her again. I've missed him.
An enigmatic life that is hard to decipher.
Now we're happy the day after tomorrow we're in trouble.
***
After I finished checking the clothes shop, I went straight to school Tegar it was time for him to go home from school.
Arriving at school I saw that all the children were no longer there, including Tegar, where she should have been waiting for me.
"Sorry sir, would you ask me if you saw my son?" I asked the school guard.
"Home home, ma'am, was picked up by his grandmother" said the guard.
" Thank you, sir" I said.
I drove my car at high speed, why did Mom pick up Tegar without asking permission from me first.
Arriving at Mother's house I heard a noise, who was in a fuss inside Mother's house.
I quickly stepped foot.
It turned out that Tegar was tantrums and difficult to be silent.
"Mother! He shouted while walking towards me.
"Why you, honey? why crying?" Ask again.
"That guy's Bun!" He pointed at Mas Amar.
"What are you doing my son? Why did you pick him up didn't tell me first, he did so to you" I shouted.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you Mil" exclaimed my husband.
"Mother too, why Mother changed, usually Mother always asked my permission first if you want to bring Hardcore, whether all this time I put restrictions on Mother," I said.
"Bu .. It's not like that Mil! Mother just obeyed Amar's orders, she wanted to meet Tegar," said Mother stammering with guilt.
I stared furiously at my ex-husband, completely out of my patience.
"What do you really want, Mas?" I asked full of burning anger to want to explode immediately.
"You once left us, you went years without news and now you come wanting to take everything away from me!" I looked up while sobbing.
So tight this chest, how could he want to take Hardcore for granted, where you have been all this time when I needed it. Struggling alone raising a child alone without a husband.
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry Mila" he said before me.
"Will you take me back? And we live together again starting all over from the beginning of Mila" he pleaded.
"Sorry, I can't yet!"
"You fix your behavior, Mas" I said.
"Please don't disturb my happiness!"
"Let me live my life in peace."
"If you want to meet rigid, you can come well to our house first," I said.
"There's no need for you to secretly pick her up at school because it would make me angry with you" I said with emphasis.
"Excuse me."
I left Mother-in-law's house, I really can't believe they could do something that would make me angry.
***
I saw that Stiff was already a little calmer than before.
"You're better, honey?" My toot.
"Yes Bun, why is that guy bad Bun" he said.
"He's your father, son" I replied trying to explain.
"Stright does not like Bun, especially Grandma now is not like before who love the same Tegar Bun," he said.
I'm not breathing this tight, I really don't believe in the changing attitude of my former mother-in-law.
All this time I still consider her Mother-in-law even though I and Mas Amar have been separated.
But now since my ex-husband came back it's as if everything changed completely.
What influence has been given to Mother. Really makes me dizzy.
Before returning home we stopped by first to buy Tegar's favorite fried chicken and ice cream.
Hopefully his mood will improve and come back cheerful again.
***
My car parked in the complex garden yard, we stopped first to the park to play for a while while eating ice cream that I had bought.
There was a cheer on my son's face, Tegar tried all the games in the park.
Until dusk came, we went home. My son's mood is back. There is really a fear that struck, I am afraid that later his mentality will be shaken because of the actions of his parents.
I deeply regret what my ex-husband did. You incised the wound in the same place Mas, you reopened the wound that had begun to fade, this heartache.
I cried out, begging Him for forgiveness.
I hope I can get through all these trials.
What am I supposed to do?
Should I take it back, but the wounds he had cut had not healed. I am in a dilemma with this situation.