Married 14 Times

Married 14 Times
Chapter 5



From the first stay in the dormitory mother-in-law always forbid to hang out with neighbors, even drying clothes was always accompanied by the mother-in-law, if there is a neighbor whose name then the mother-in-law is responsible. They are very good to me also to my sister, the baby was given sugar palm water is healthy, without milk unaccompanied instant ASI, enough rice porridge addin vegetables.


Time rolled so fast, all my needs were given by my husband, only he never gave me a dime too, but to ask for any shame, because we were married was my mother's will, I was there too hitchhiking where bring baby sister too. Stepping seven months of our fishing age, there was no wind, there was no rain, there was a woman entering without permission, her breathing was very full of anger, but the woman did not utter a word, he said, who was he?, why was he just silent?, what time did my husband come home, once the door opened, he was so shocked to see the woman, unceremoniously the woman called out to me and asked who I was?, I answered what it was, then he cursed me and also my husband, it turns out that the woman was the wife of the martyr of my husband, who was married by state aka office.


The tears flowed and flooded the space of my heart, wanting to end my life right then and there, but seeing this little baby, the crazy intention was gone. I went home to my mother's hut, my mother was surprised to see me coming home just two, because it is usually once a month kang Syahjudin always take me to the mother's hut to stay overnight, 2 days 2 nights just picked up.


Apparently kang Syahjudin's wife was a schoolmaster in a village far from us, it was appropriate not to live in a dormitory because of the long distance, the, that information I got from people who know me also know kang Syahjudin, and in the end kang Shahjudin fired from his rank and his wife asked for divorce.


Long story short, a few years I live alone, focus on raising a sister, mother's nagging already like a songstress misses me, go at 6 am to the fields of people, go home at 6 pm, come home at 6 pm, the report of this abis mother that I no longer understand, there is money directly I love to mother, and so on until sister grew up.


One day I told my mother to wander into the city, because my sister was already big jd I kind of calmly left it, the city of flowers is still my choice, this time not looking for Aceng but looking for the hehehe gobeng, joking little let not tense.


Because of the lack of my work experience, as well as my education, then only as a dishwasher that I can live, but the results of dishwashing in the city are quite decent than the rice-cutting workers in the village, the day I went through with patience because there was a determination, I would bring my two sisters to move to the city, every payday I never played for fear of money abis ga clear.


There was no intention at all to marry again, but apparently God had the will, I was met with a pretty handsome man at that time, his work as a bemo driver, and I was met, yes, at that time bemo was on the rise, yes, almost every day he came to my workplace, a small restaurant, he always ordered food in this shop, he always ordered food in this shop, a month passed until he made his point, yes golden opportunity for me, will he bring my two brothers?, and the answer was beyond my reason, and, she agreed that even my mother could come along, she said.


After getting married we were all in boyong to a very simple house in the Sukajadi area, I was banned from work only at home, my younger brother was quite a teenager at that time, I was banned from working, like to be brought kang Endang narik certainly can pay dong, so my brother is very obedient because my husband is very good, problems come from mother, mother always sulking asking to go home, my brother is very obedient, duh mama there is no end of mother, mother also to the house of her brother who just returned from Mecca, mother wants to stay there he said, duh mak make shame mak.Oh yes mak is a big family, she said, all of her older sisters lived a decent life because they always answered what they said (our call to grandmother). But mom yeah naughty so indung no longer care the same mother.


Me and my husband returned to Bandung, the activity as usual.2 months passed, my mother came to take my sister with the reason of quiet no friends, my mother also ngabarin had not joined her sister, her sister, and she was not, mother rent a house he said in the area of Nenggang in Garut, yes already it wants mother I can not do anything. We always visit my mother every month, as usual, even though the husband is just a bemo driver, but never thatungan, giving the mother money so that my sister does not lack snacks. Namuuuuuunnn hufh stepped on the 6th month in rented, pregnant mother again sirri fruit marriage that has a contract, I was angry?, of course, until I was lazy to look at it, of course, whatever who wants to pay for the rent, what do you want to eat?, I hate it, I hate it.


One night suddenly remembered my sister who was brought by my mother, when worry came, and the next morning I took my husband to go to Garut.


And it turns out that the mother had been driven from there the same contract crime wife, maluuuuu jeez was very embarrassed by the consequences of the actions of my mother also had to be appointed at that time, immediately rushed to the house of the mother's sister aka uwak, and she was very embarrassed, you can see there, that the mother occupies an empty house of a child shaman in the area of Cipangla, ooohh very remote. From far away I saw a skinny, slum, dekil girl and I did not recognize her, I immediately knocked on the door ma paraji (call of child shamans), and asked her whereabouts. Mak Paraji said, yes this is not his son nyi Kasih (mother's name), hah! , this daughter of kucel is my sister and child?. Soon I embrace my sister, I cry, I kiss, ah pokeno words can represent my feelings at that time.


Before the adzan maghrib reverberated, the mother had gone home, instead of the warm indentation that I got, even the swearing that I received from the sweet mouth of the mother, again I pura deaf, again, because my goal is only to pick up my sister, but not allowed, the reason is quite reasonable, the mother's stomach is just waiting for the day for the baby, later no one calls the mother paraji, then no one calls the mother paraji, the next day we went back to Bandung without my sister.


In the past there was an expedition, so the package I tipped the elf in the direction of the mother area, at 2 pm usually the package of sampe and tipped in the front shop, used to be super safe, my sister every day asruk asruk to the garden there was no name kidnap, so no worry ninggalin long time too.


My mother did not know, I went to Garut baby was born at 3 weeks, we also brought my mother, sister and baby boy, where else if not to sisian this Chinese cemetery, the sound of military funerals jarring, if the dead members of the military, initially very afraid but long accustomed too, too, every day cooking for mom because the baby's abis is afraid of mother less ASI, there does not look any awkwardness to mother, until one day the husband said something to me. She said my mother often asked for money behind me, but my husband was all his money in love with me.Geram once heard that, how not?, eat a drink stay take, the lack of sleep me, the lack of sleep I, I dare ask for money behind my back.


One time there was a theft of the fence of the tomb, there was a lost door, there was a lost round the fence, whether who stole, my husband who should be responsible for changing, where the money?. After 1 week, there came 2 fathers in military uniforms, knocked on our place and dragged my husband mercilessly, I cried and followed my husband who was dragged and kicked along the road, there my husband was put in a very cool room either very hot that obviously I can not feel anything else see the husband bleeding, it turns out all this was the mother, mother, mother reported the husband as the thief of the iron door of the grave, geez maaaaaaaakkkkk, tegaaaaaaa.


Feeling unable to stand side by side with my mother, I told my mother to leave, I gave money to supply my mother, but my sister was resistant for fear of being unkempt. Mother also went to bring a baby boy results ga he explained.


Two weeks passed the husband was free but had to leave Pandu, we also sought a contract with a potluck. I don't know what ghost possessed the husband, after 3 months of contact, the husband sent me to Garut, what happened?.