Look at Me, My Husband
S2 Mother of my son 73
"You've come, Wir." Papa Wira greeted as soon as Wira and Naina set foot into the house.
"Yes, Pa." The hero who was holding Vienna, followed by Naina walking behind. The two approached Papa Wira. The old man was enjoying a cup of hot coffee and a fan-fried banana in the living room.
"What Opa first." The hero taught Vienna.
"O .. pa ...." Vienna according, calling out hesitantly.
Following behind, Naina grabbed the middle-aged man's hand and kissed the back of the hand like she used to. Naina's timeless habit of eating time.
"Train where?" asked the hero, turning his face towards the inside of the house.
"Still cooking for you." Papa Wira replied casually.
"How's your first?" ask the man while sipping his hot coffee. “Papa hasn't been there yet. Dennis is still in Indonesia, right?”
Hero shakes. "Still the same. Dennis is guarding it. I've had a lot of work lately."
Papa Wira smiled. "Good with your brother. Papa's guilty of a lot to him. If Papa hadn't refused your mother's request to take her, maybe none of this would have happened." There is regret in the strands of sentences that come out of the lips of Papa Wira. The man looked sadly and guiltily at Naina.
"I'm sorry Papa, you're the ones who have to make up for everything." Papa Wira said slowly.
From inside the house, a young woman appeared with a red apron. Her face is ayu with beautiful shoulder-length hair. The skin is tanned, the beauty of Indonesian women.
"No need to bother." The hero greeted first when he saw the stepmother who was far below him. Train Naina's age, even younger by a few months.
Naina froze on the spot, stringing together the story pieces that caught her eyes. Previously, he was going to kiss the hand of the stepmother, but undo it when he saw the woman in question was very young.
"Second, this is my wife ... Naina Pelangie." Hero. His view turned to Naina.
"Nai, this is Ratih. Nonik's mother," continued Wira.
The brief introduction that was still decorated with awkward atmosphere was only filled with handshakes while mentioning names. Naina and Ratih threw smiles at each other afterwards. No further conversation.
"Want to eat now? I've prepared Mr. Wira's favorite meal." Ratih.
"I'm still full. Just had breakfast at home." The hero refused while lowering Vienna sitting on the sofa.
"Eat just a little. Practice cooking your favorite sweet-sour shrimp." Papa Wira got up from his seat, taking Wira and Naina to the dining room.
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The simple dining table was filled with various dishes. From shrimp, vegetables, fried chicken to soup neatly arranged on the table. Seeing the tempting scenery, Naina is sure that Papa and Stepmother Wira are indeed welcoming their arrival.
"Mas, want to eat?" naina asked when she saw Wira turning the ceramic plate in front of her. Vienna sat beside the Hero quietly. Since arriving at Papa Wira's residence, the little girl did not say much. Just be quiet, and do not want to come down from the sling of his father.
"No. I'll just eat the ware." The hero fills his plate with a few pieces of reddish-sauce shrimp.
Had not had time to put it in his mouth, the hull of Wira protested. The aroma that usually can make him swallow saliva, somehow now makes the woman nauseous.
"I'm sorry!" The woman threw a white washcloth on her lap and ran towards the bathroom.
"Maas ...." Naina ran after when she saw the condition of Wira.
"Mr.samma ...." Vienna, shocked to see her parents leaving her alone at the dinner table, could only scream and cry.
"Already, Vienna is the same as Opa first, yes. The mother must be here again. Or play with Nonik first." Papa Wira carried the little girl and took her to Nonik who was busy with a beloved doll.
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"Mas, why?" ask Naina. He was forced to follow when he saw Wira who ran while covering her mouth.
There was no answer, Wira was busy spilling her entrails into the sink.
"Mas all right?" naina asked again, trying to get closer and massaging the nape of the man who was bowing before her.
"I'm doing fine. Maybe a cold. Make me some hot tea." The hero walks limp. He chose to sit on the living room sofa, leaning his helpless body. His breathing rose and fell, carried by the urgent flow of food out of his stomach. His appetite is gone, he no longer wants his favorite sour shrimp.
Before long, Naina emerged from the kitchen with a cup of warm tea. He was forced to ask the homeowner's permission to make Wira a warm drink and let Vienna with Papa Wira.
"Mas, here's the tea." Naina put it on the table.
"Mas, why? Where is it not good?" ask Naina again.
"Where is Vienna?" tanya Wira took her seat.
"Together with Papa." The eyes of worry were clearly visible on Naina's netra. It's not usually that the hero gets sick like this.
"I'm fine." The hero smiled and grabbed Naina's hand to sit next to him.
"There's something you want to ask, Nai. I can see a lot of questions on your face." Hero chuckles.
Naina's eyes are rounded. He looked to the side, looking at the girl at a glance.
"Mama know?" The first question escaped Naina's lips. Since then he has kept his curiosity.
"Know ...." The index tip of the man plays a hairdo boy who's coming out of Naina's hair. She is happy at this moment, Naina starts to open up to him. I don't want to stay away and share a lot of things with him. The distance that was previously created, by itself was destroyed once Naina came to her office yesterday afternoon and conveyed her willingness to get back together.
"Well! Mama's not mad?" naina asked increasingly.
"Is there a wife to be married to?" The hero asked back.
Naina shakes. " How long has it been? Is Nonik also Papa's daughter?" Naina throws in another question. He was curious, three years hiding from the Wirayudha family, it turns out many stories that he missed.
"About two years. Train ex-assistant at Mama's house. Widow with a child. She's the same age as you. It could be younger." The hero grabs Naina's shoulder, brings Naina closer and rests on her body.
"Oh my God." Naina shut her mouth, almost in disbelief. "What about Mama?" ask Naina again.
"After our divorce, Dennis unpacked everything. Since then Mama and Papa often quarrel, bickering, blaming each other and corner each other. All these tragedies started with them. And we're hit by it." Hero telling.
"Mama blamed Papa and Papa also cornered Mama. Like that every day. Until finally, Papa is tired and probably playful behind Mama." The hero whispered, did not want his chatter to be heard by his father and Ratih.
"How mom?"
"After learning of Papa's affair, their relationship is increasingly unhealthy. The urge Papa chose to get out of the house and live with Ratih, here." Hero explained.
"Mama know? Not demanding divorce?"
"Know everything. Mama can what. They are too old to fight in court, discussing the future of marriage. Mama let Papa marry again, chose to end the quarrel. Shame on grandchildren, that's what Mama told me. It's just, Mama asked Papa not to interfere with my problems. So all this time, Papa's been quieter and not talking."
"Until now Papa remains Mama's legal husband. Ratih is not officially married," continued Wira.
"Well!" Naina was surprised. "Ratih would accept it?" ask Naina wonder. His gaze was fixed on the ayu woman who was accompanying Vienna and Nonik on the front porch of the house.
"I'm responsible for Papa and Ratih's living expenses, including Nonik. And all this time, I've been financing Mama's life. Papa has nothing. Maybe that's also what makes Mama not too fuss Papa married again. Everything Papa has given me, including the company and other assets."
Naina nodded beginning to understand.
"I'm not Papa's real son. Papa can't have offspring." The hero uttered one secret that shocked Naina.
"That's probably the punishment Papa has to endure. Until now, he kept his regrets .. why did he resist Dennis."
"Oh my God, Mum." Naina shut her mouth, not believing what she heard. "When did you know that?" tanya Naina still refused to believe.
Smiling hero. "It's only been three years now, everything's been uncovered."
There was a hue of sadness that suddenly enveloped Naina's face.
"Hey, I'm fine. My life is so much better than yours, Nai. No need to be concerned like that. I have a Mom and Dad who loves me. And now I have a stepmom and a half-sister who are no less kind." The hero smiled, gently rubbing Naina's hair.
"Learning sincerely for all the scenarios God gives us is sometimes more lightening the burden of our lives. I was disappointed, but when I ventured to accept ... God gave me more. So did my relationship with Dennis. We spent a lot of time in the hospital looking after Mama. I found the figure of Big Brother who had never been in my life. He may have been guilty of me, but the world wasn't fair to him either."
Naina down.
"Now Stevi is with him. He's taking care of Stevi." Hero bowed. There was a flash of regret on his face. "I have not dared to meet Stevi until this second,” continued Wira.
"Is Stevi's mom okay, Mom?" ask Naina
Hero shakes. "He only remembers my name and Nola."
"If there is any regret in my life .. I regret for abandoning Stevi, after divorcing her. In our last meeting, even he begged me and I ignored him."
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Tbc
