
Mas Tama was driving at an average speed, the road was quite jammed because we were out of the hospital to coincide with the time of school for high school children. Instantly I felt tightness in my chest when I looked out the window and saw some high school kids walking on the sidewalk. I feel in vain I resigned as an English teacher in a private school on the grounds of wanting to take care of Mak e.
Me and Mak e sat in the back seat while Tama was alone in the front. While driving, Tama spoke while looking at the rearview mirror in front of her and glanced at me.
"Ran, you know the owner of this treatment clinic is great. She is not only beautiful but also kind-hearted. Mak e must be cured quickly treated by him." Mas Tama again glanced at me through the rearview mirror that was on the wheel.
I didn't respond to Tama. I just took a deep breath. But like this man was provoking emotions he again told me about the owner of this clinic even praised him. What makes me so hot is that she praises the other woman in front of Mak E. Didn't my husband think about the feeling his ailing father-in-law had to listen to his chatter about another woman.
"You know he's a good doctor Ran, his heart is soft. Even a lot of men who want to preach it first" said mas Tama still glanced at me through the rearview mirror but still focus on driving.
"Owh.. including mas?" my fishing rod who began to feel bored with the topic of conversation mas Tama is not right when my heart is in a state of disappointment and I can still hold it and I cover it in front of him and Mak e.
"You want an honest answer?" ask me Tama.
"Are you used to lying during marriage?" ask me but in a slightly flat tone.
Mas Tama pulled his car over at a flower shop.
"We'll stop here for a second. It's not nice if there don't give gifts to people who will take care of Mak e." I just answered with "Hem".
I saw from the window that Tama was picking flowers and was being strung together by the shop owner. It looks like the flowers are very beautiful and big. I was more irritated by the actions of mas Tama so amazed that he was at the doctor. Finally I decided to go down so that Tama mas no longer discuss the problem of the doctor who from earlier he praised in front of Mak e and me.
"Mom, Rana's down for a bit. Mak wait a minute. Rana does not like the flowers selected mas Tama." looks Mak e blinked his eyes 2 times it sign agreed.
I got off and when Mas Tama was going to pay for the flowers I sat in the flower shop but could still keep an eye on Mak e who was in the car. Because my car's glass is half open.
"I want to talk for a while mas, here" I'm sitting staring at Mas Tama. Mas Tama followed me sitting on a sofa.
"Mas, is this doctor your ex-boyfriend Aisha?" I asked by looking at Tama's face without blinking. I wanted to find the truth for the answer he would give.
"This doctor is my ex-boyfriend. Sorry for not being so frank with you Ran" he replied as he placed the flowers he bought on the table.
I took a deep breath and again asked Mas Tama.
"Do you still love her?" Ask me with a little bit of emotion.
I took a deep breath and held back the water that seemed to want to come out in the corner of my net.
"Then what do I mean to you these 2 years old?
I don't agree Mak e was taken there. Let me take care of myself Mak e. If it can't be treated in our home. I will take care of Mak e in the village at the house of Mak e" my face has been flushed withholding emotions hearing the answer mas Tama.
"I just want Mak e to heal Ran. Because didn't you say the important thing is that you're healed? and this doctor I believe is very able to cure Mak e. he has the ability and patience more than the hospital doctor who treated Mak e yesterday" Mas Tama clasped my hand.
"Have you met? as long as we're married?" I stared hard at Tama.
"I'm sorry Ran. Yes Almost every day" said mas Tama a little shrewd and did not dare to look at my face.
"He still loves you?" now the voice that came out of my mouth sounded hoarse and raucous because my tears had already flowed on both of my cheeks.
"Mas doesn't know, but from the look in his eyes I'm sure he loves me too much. Would you allow us to be together after Mak e recovers?" I slapped Tama hard.
"Plac!" my chest feels tight. My sobbing voice held the feeling I wanted to overflow but outside there was Mak e in the car and here there were also some people.
I ran towards the toilet. I cried a while ago and I cleaned my face with water and tissue in the toilet. I saw a green tosca hijab covering my hair from the mirror reflection and I monologued with myself.
"We see Ran the woman like what mas Tama said. Is not the former mas Tama who graduated from pesantren, also even doctors. What kind of good woman dares to love a man's husband. They meet almost every day."
I walked out of the toilet but I got to the toilet door and stopped.
I looked at the edge of the door and put my right palm between the doors, and my left hand held the door leaf, then I threw down the toilet door so hard I clamped the fingers of my right hand.
"Shelf!"
Seen from my fingers was spitting out fresh blood.
"It's your punishment as a wife for slapping your husband Rana.." I looked at my fingers and cried sobbing in pain.