
One week has passed finally me and mas Tama returned to the city today. And after the incident that morning I again stretched the distance between me and Tama mas. I was so disappointed with Tama.
About 2 hours drive we finally arrived at the house mas Tama. A house painted moss green with a blend of dark brown and white house looks so comfortable. There is a garage next to the house and a minimalist terrace.
Mas Tama opened the door to say hello and entered the main room. Based on the story of mas Tama this house was bought by his parents when he was going to continue his studies in the city. There are 3 rooms in this house. And Mas Tama's room is on the 2nd floor. A room that is quite spacious, there are dividers in the room mas Tama. seen on the right of the place commonly used for prayer and on the left there is a king-size bed and bupet and work table. at the end of the room there is a door that looks like a bathroom door.
After entering his room mas Tama still felt that everything was fine. When he wanted to turn on the lights it didn't work.
"Well the bulb broke off maybe.... Hhh.. We rest first under the yok Rana. You want to drink what let's make it" asked mas Tama to me and walked towards the balcony because now I was on the balcony looking in front of the house mas Tama.
"It's still hot at this hour.it's late afternoon or good night standing here Ran.." mas Tama hugged me from behind.
I who was still feeling annoyed quickly let go of Tama's embrace and walked towards the door.
"I'd like to drink some cold water ..."
I went down the stairs and I saw the kitchen under the stairs. When I opened the fridge there was nothing. I was thinking about how it would be for the afternoon if I wanted to have lunch.
And soon Tama appeared and sat down at the dinner table.
"Mas, like the contents of the refrigerator, there is nothing. Shay shopping used to be confused for afternoon food and tomorrow morning?".
"Yes wait..". mas Tama seemed to wash his hands but suddenly the water faucet in front of him spurted.
"Astaghfirullahal..... Ran can you open the back door? there's a red faucet at the end of this wall please turn it to close".
Mas Tama held him down and I ran behind the house doing as per Tama's instructions.
"Wah must be repaired immediately Ran. if you wait for later worry in the upper room is the same. This yesterday I reminded the handyman to glue but not glue"
"Yes, Rana himself seems to be in the garage earlier there is a motor matic. so Rana shopping there is a minimarket not near this let's buy there just look for the instant-instant first for the afternoon and tomorrow morning ya mas". My advice is because it's almost 4 o'clock.
"Alright then we pray ashar first yes"
Shortly after finishing the prayer Ashar mas Tama gave me an ATM, STNK and motor key.
"this is STNK Ran's bike, you have a SIM?"
"Hehe. But if the motorbike does not need to be doubted"
"Yes already from here you turn right turn right again straight there will be a minimarket well in front of her there is a vegetable stall usually if this afternoon Rame Ran who has a new stall home from the market" obviously mas Tama
"Trus what is mas?"
"you don't know what hehe is..."
"What do I mean by ATM?" I answered a little sewot. I don't know the upset about the bolster is still entrenched with the haughtiness in my heart. To this day I am still angry with Mas Tama. And he was ordinary as if nothing had happened.
"That's the ATM of your husband Ran's salary, from now on you are holding. Coincidentally yesterday the salary of 3 months before we married mas ga wear so there is a little good if you want to buy a robe or additional hijab"
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"Pin the mas"
"the pin is 060678"
"Determine birth date mas.". guess my origin.
" Wife mas smart and smart guess apparently.try guess whose date of birth"
"Not the date of birth of the mother" Mas Tama smiled showing her white teeth and dimples.
But I even felt back tightness in the chest hearing the word mother. I went back to monologuing in my heart, as if my heart and brain were arguing.
"Mom... mother again..Oh my God.., what should I do like her later tonight the right time I should talk to mas Tama about this."
"Of Ran... It's not jealousy of mother but rather your problem of making bolsters when you hear the word hot mother.." as if my heart calms my heart and brain. because when my brain drains my ketelinga command to get angry at the heart hear the word mother.
"I'm leaving first mas"
"Don't forget the 20-watt light beam to our room yeah like his bulb broke off"
"I nodded and put on my cream scarf and gave lipstick on my lips.
"Ran. wait"
Hhhh.., I lazily turned my head. It looks like Tama's put out her hand.
"The wife who kisses the husband's hand will get the blessing Ran. Do this whenever you want to go" Mas Tama seemed to know my confused gaze.
"Well my husband." I walked over to Tama receiving her hand and kissed the back of her hand as I was about to release it while Tama held her back and pulled her.
And immediately mas Tama brought his face closer to me. I don't know because of reflexes because it still keeps disappointed and upset I reflex to push the body mas Tama to sit on the mattress.
"Sorry mas.... Pl-please... Rana please don't do it suddenly. Rana's not used to it". I'm because Tama's like she's surprised to see what I did just now.
"Rana go first yes mas Assalamualaikum".
"Walaikumsalam.." I the lyrics of Tama's time still sitting on the mattress with a confused look.
I sped up to the garage. Not long after I got out of the garage with a silver matic motor and a black helmet.
It did not take long I had been shopping for kitchen needs and bulbs that mas Tama ordered. When walking towards the parking lot I was shocked because my rear motorcycle tire deflated.
"Bocor kayaknya mbak" suddenly a parking attendant who was about to help me turn the motor head from the parking area to exit the minimarket.
"yes sir... Where is the tire repairman?"
"Bak turn right trus to the right again there will be a workshop and a tire patch" explained the father of the parking lot after I gave two thousand rupiah.
"thank you sir"
Not long until it turns out not far from the house of Tama mas. Because the one with the workshop is there a motor that queues there are 4 motors. He told me maybe an hour later about the queue. Lucky who has a workshop recognize this motor belongs to his neighbor mas Tama. I finally decided to go home first worried about Tama waiting for the bulb I bought earlier. I decided to leave the motorbike at the workshop and walk back to the Tama mas house.
Arriving in front of the house was seen a white car. I thought there was a guest so I walked in. Just now I arrived in front of the terrace I was surprised by the voice of a woman who was a little crying talking to mas Tama.
"Sister..I'm divorced.and the reason I divorced my husband is because I haven't been able to forget you sister even I often mention your name in my sleep. If you allow me to continue our relationship.I want to propose you to be my husband" The woman's voice with Isaac cried.
" Aye..... I still can't forget you.... You know for 4 years with the hopes that we dream of mas really want you to be a wife mas...."
My heart was beating so fast and tight. My body trembled and I don't think my legs were powered to step inside. I took a few steps back and turned around. Tears in my eye fertilizers were no longer unstoppable.I speeded my way through several houses and then I stopped the ojek.
My tears flowed so hard and the taxi driver's question about my destination could not be answered. My lips groaned with tightness in the chest. My cheeks are wet and I am now crying tesedu-sedu on this ojek. As if understanding that I was wanting to cry the motorcycle was driving quite slowly while waiting for the answer to his question.
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