Look at Me, My Husband
S3. Bag 36
Which wife is not jealous if her husband is reported to be close to another woman. No matter how much trust, it will still be tucked away suspicious and question marks. Especially for Naina, he who felt betrayed in the past, had felt pain and pain when the household was infiltrated by a third person. It must not be easy to give one hundred percent trust to the Hero.
His brain wanted to believe, but his heart still could not keep pace. Jealousy sometimes destroys common sense and logic, but that is the fact.
Naina down. “Ya, Mas.” A confession that does not sound obvious, Naina is embarrassed to admit her unhealthy thoughts. In the past, he could trust Wira more than anything, now it was difficult for him. Everything Wira does, still he finds a gap to bad thinking.
Smiling hero. “Good if you are still jealous. It means that love may have greeted without you knowing,” said Wira.
Naina is down. To him jealousy is shameful. As a wife, she should cultivate more trust, not more jealousy.
“It's okay to be jealous. After returning to Jakarta, I will bring you together with Sheilla. He will explain what happened.” Calming hero.
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From Malioboro, the family visited the graves of Naina's parents. Her father and mother-in-law were buried separately. His father was buried with his first wife and Naina's mother alone in another public cemetery.
After visiting her father's grave, this was Naina. Convened at the tomb of his mother with her daughter Vienna. After leaving Yogyakarta, Naina is back now. His mother's grave was unkempt, messy and never visited.
“Mother, forgive, Nai.” The pregnant mother stroked the tombstone, bowed down and kept her cries.
“I came with my daughter and Mas Wira, Mom,” whispered Naina slowly. Vienna is seen crouching next to her, playing a red rose.
The hero is seen standing at the end of the tomb, giving Naina a place to complain, share stories and let go of longing. The man realized that Naina must need some time alone with her mother.
“Nai, let Vienna with me. I'll take him to the car.” Suddenly the hero said. The man walked over and prepared to hold his daughter.
“Come, Darling. Let Mommy chat with Oma, we wait in the car only.” The hero leaned over and grabbed his daughter's body. “Already say goodbye to Oma?” ask the Wira while walking to the car.
“Beyum, Yeah. Oma no,” said Vienna innocently.
“Yes already, we wait for Mother in the car only. Outdoors hot,” revealed Wira.
Almost half an hour playing with Vienna in the car, Wira finally caught up while making sure her daughter was asleep. He is not calm, worried about Naina who never returned.
As the footsteps moved closer, Wira saw Naina crying while hugging her mother's tombstone.
“Bu, sometimes I think ...” Naina sniffles.
The hero can hear clearly as his footsteps get closer.
“I miss you, Mom. I have no one, sometimes I just want to give up and go with you. But, I realized ...” Naina's sobs were heard back. The pregnant woman cried as she pleased, spilling the contents of the heart that had been hidden.
“I have Vienna that still needs me,” continued Naina. He sits on the ground, enjoying the moments where he is free to let out his heart without having to take care of the feelings of others, without having to think about others. “I'm tired of my own life.”
Shedding feelings, Naina was not aware that Wira had been standing nearby and had heard all the complaints that had been harbored all this time. Being alone and never being shared with others.
“Nai, already?” ask the hero, surprise Naina.
“Mas." Naina jerks. Subconsciously raised his gaze and hurriedly wiped away the tears that flooded his face.
“Wina has fallen asleep waiting for you in the car.”
“Oh. Then, we go home.” Naina immediately stood up, her legs tingling due to being bent for too long.
After making sure Naina gets into the car, then the Hero makes a sound.
“Bu, don't worry. I will look after and make Naina happy as I promised. I won't make her hurt and cry again.” Wira sighed for a moment before continuing her words.
“I hurt Naina once, I'm sorry to you. I swear, will not repeat it again.” The eyes of the Hero glazed over, recalling the words of Naina he had just heard.
Silent for a moment, finally Wira said goodbye. I don't know when else he can take Naina and her children to visit her in-laws' tomb. Tucked regretfully in the heart of Wira when looking at other tombs that are neat and neat. Much different from the grave of her unkempt mother-in-law. He felt that being a useless son-in-law, his treasures in the world were always proud of being meaningless. Honestly, I feel ashamed. He was too busy with his world to ignore things that were so important to his wife.
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“Nai ..” The hero opened his voice shortly after throwing his body on the car seat.
“Ya, Mas.” Naina was tidying up her seatbelt that tied her big body.
“I'm sorry.” The hero looked sad, clasping tightly to the steering wheel.
“Why, Mas?” Naina wonder.
“I'm sorry, I've been forgetting both your parents. I was too busy with many things, to the point that there was no time to remember them.”
“Mas, you why?” naina asked confusedly.
“Try to find someone who can take care of your mother's grave when we can't visit here. Distance Jakarta – Yogyakarta is indeed not too far away, but with my busyness, it will be difficult to visit every time.”
Naina's stunned.
“I'm sorry. I failed as a son-in-law. I hope Mom still gives me a chance,” continued Wira.
Naina was silent for a few seconds and opened the seatbelt that wrapped around her body. Without hesitation, Naina threw down her embarrassment. The pregnant woman scattered, crossed her body with her large stomach and hugged her husband tightly.
“Thank you, Mas.” Naina looked at Wira and gave a warm kiss on her husband's lips.
“Schedule when we should visit mom. I have no problem and will take my time,” whispered Wira, enjoying the wife's close embrace.
“Thank you, Mas. You still remember my mom.”
“Today we forgot about it. Without a mother, there is no you. There is no woman I love,” Wira said. It's really slapped. Her mother-in-law had no family other than Naina, in contrast to her father-in-law there were still distant relatives who frequented and sent prayers.
Naina was really moved. The pregnant woman was still unable to accept the happiness that suddenly came to her unexpectedly before. “Thank you, Mas. I love you, Mas.”
Naina's hug tightened, she even gave another kiss on the lips of the Hero.
"I love you too, Nai." The two stared at each other and threw a smile, unaware of the existence of the tiny girl in the back seat who felt neglected.
“Have beyum? I'm lapal.” Suddenly a Viennese voice came from the back seat. The girl woke up earlier and saw her father and her mother hugging.
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There are a few more chapters left and this story is coming to an end.
