Look at Me, My Husband
S3. BAGS 3
The sound of the door being slammed violently shocked Naina, Rima and Vienna. The three were silent, looking at each other. A few seconds later, Viennese cries broke, the little girl scattering and hugging Naina's legs.
"Mother ...."
"Mother ...." Vienna was terrified, her tiny body trembled and clutched tightly to Naina, asking for protection.
Naina crouched down, smilingly staring at Vienna after unraveling the small arms on both of her thighs. Slowly rubbed his Vienna hair while calming.
"Dad's sick, don't bother Daddy, son. Play with Mbak Rima only. Later if Dad is healthy, then Vienna play with Dad again." Naina explained carefully. He did not want his little daughter to remember things that were not worth remembering. Perhaps the Wira is being hit by anger to the point of not being able to control her emotions, even in front of their daughter.
"Rim, please take Vienna to the room" Naina said. He tried to be calm, as if nothing had happened.
"Good, Mom." Rima frowned. Stare sadly at the clothes scattered on the floor. He heard for himself that his master had been thrown out of the room.
Not wanting to ask much, Rima took Vienna in her hand and brought the little girl into the room. Tucked away in pity when he saw his employer reassemble clothes, pants and dresses that scattered without much talk. In fact, her employer looked ordinary and did not cry. Shown if he were in that position, would have cried roaring.
Naina tidied up her clothes scattered on the floor, then placed them back into the guest room. The young mother let out a heavy sigh, throwing her body to the side of the bed. His head throbbed as he recalled the hurtful words of the Hero and addressed them. His feelings are mixed. Sick, disappointed and most of all was a feeling of shame when Wira brushed him off violently in front of an outsider. There Rima watched everything.
"I'm sorry, Mom. I know .. I've let you down." Naina said softly as she rubbed her queen stomach.
Honestly, he was used to being treated like this. Three years, his days were passed with everyone's humiliation. From neighbors, villagers to her own mother-in-law. He began to be immune to all insults and insults. Crying is also free, it will not change the situation. Although it can not be denied, as a woman will definitely be ill treated as before.
***
Naina couldn't sleep last night. Finally, he chose to share the bed with his daughter in Vienna's Cinderella room. The heroes themselves, locked themselves in the room since their quarrel. Her husband even asked her assistant William to come and bring her dinner and all the necessities.
The night passed without any communication, the morning also picked up with a new hope that all returned as usual. At 05.00 am, Naina who can not sleep chose to busy herself and make breakfast in the kitchen. He remembered Wira asking him to make a special fried rice.
"Hopefully today Mas Wira is back to how it was" whispered Naina as she flipped through the rice in the frying pan.
At about 07:00 a.m., Naina, who was feeding her daughter breakfast, was shocked by the door to the room of Wira that opened. Soon we heard footsteps approaching. The hero looks neat with a work suit. The man's face was still flat, there was no smile and was a little messy. The eyes of the Spirit do not radiate the twinkle of happiness and passion of life.
"Dad!" The little girl with brown jam dirtying her face screamed when she saw Wira. He had already missed the Hero who had been hiding in the room all day yesterday.
"Mas, I made you some fried rice. Breakfast before the office." Naina tries to greet Wira. Her husband did not want to go near the dining table. Currently, Wira is sitting in front of the television while wearing socks.
"Dad ... come .. cini." Vienna called out with her cheerful smile. The small hand decorated with chocolate jam waved, asking the Hero to come closer.
"Dad hurry, honey. I have to go to the office this morning. There's work I need to finish." The hero walked over to his daughter and kissed the head of Vienna at a glance.
Naina who was standing next to Vienna was invisible. The hero ignores his existence. The question addressed to the husband is like the wind. The hero did not answer.
"Mas, I'll make you some chicken soto. Vienna and I will take your lunch to the office." Naina tries to talk back while preparing a plate of fried rice for her husband.
"Mas, breakfast." Naina. He tried to act ordinary, as if nothing had happened.
The hero was silent, staring at the plate of fried rice with a flat gaze.
"Mas, I'm planning on finding a place to open a boutique. Before you go to your office, I want to see the shophouse first. Not too far from ...."
Deg-Naina swallows the saliva. He can't speak anymore. Wira's remarks to Rima, but aimed for him.
"Maas ...." Naina tries to grab Wira's arm, but the man throws her down violently.
"Win, I'll go to the office first. It's fine at home." The hero hugged his daughter's petite body again and kissed the two cheeks of the Vienna puffer.
The hero had just opened the apartment door as Naina ran over and stopped her steps. Naina can't be patient anymore, she needs to talk and straighten this out. Can't let the spirit of the hero drag on.
"Mas, can we talk?" Naina could only stare at the back of the Hero.
"There's nothing we need to talk about, ma'am. No need to explain anything to me. The video opened my eyes enough. The tape explained everything and made me understand what happened." The hero clasped the door handle hard. If she doesn't remember Naina as a woman, she wants to beat her up, venting her feelings of disappointment and hurt right now.
"Mas, I'm sorry. What do you want .. I. will surely obey." Naina is still trying to be patient in the face of the wrath of Wira.
There was a rough sigh of Wira before making a sound again. "Never put your face in front of me. I'm sick of you." The words of Wira sounded full of emphasis.
"Mas .. don't do this. Poor Vienna. He must be sad to see us fight."
"If you have pity on Vienna, you better keep your distance from me. I took great pains not to hit you. If you can, I'd like to throw you in the street. So you can go back to my brother. Don't you love her?" Hero turned. His eyes were reddened with clenched hands. His anger is lured back every time Naina remembers Naina's love for Dennis.
"But after I thought .. I didn't throw you in the street. Too easy for you. If I divorce you .. surely you will run to her. No. .. I can't let any of that happen. You will forever be my wife. Must die in my hands, not in my brother's arms. Don't expect a divorce from me, Naina ... The pelangie."
"Three years ago ..Maybe you can divorce me easily. Now ... won't be that easy. You will forever remain Mrs Pratama Wirayudha."
"Maas ...." Naina is still trying to persuade.
"I'm not like you, Naina Pelangie. Once someone cheated on me immediately demanded divorce. Isn't that what you did to me. You certainly remember .. I begged while crying so you wouldn't divorce me. And now, you're gonna beg me, cry to me."
***
Naina looked at the door of the apartment closed again. His feelings were floating, he did not know what to behave. His face was hurt without tears.
"Rim, please prepare Vienna. I'll cook the chicken soto for Mas Wira. Vienna and I will look around the shophouse for a while after that to Mas Wira's office" Naina said, establishing her heart.
"Mom opened a boutique?" ask Rima.
"So, Rim. I don't have any activity at home. You heard for yourself that Mas Wira doesn't allow me to cook often." Naina smiled bitterly.
"Maybe it's because you're pregnant, so Mr. Wira doesn't allow you to be in the kitchen too often." Rima concluded.
"Maybe." Naina answered flatly.
***
Tbc
