Married Because of Ijbar

Chapter 52

Late in the afternoon, Maula came home to Katia and the ART who were a little worried from last night until this morning, because after the events of the streak, they could only meet face to face. One by one ask questions to ascertain the true events. However, Maula claimed not ready to tell stories because today is very tiring. He asked for permission to rest in his room.

After some time, Khayru who also just arrived home, followed him to the room, after knowing that Maula was already inside. He found Maula sitting on the edge of the bed. He turned his head when Khayru entered and approached him with a bowl of ice water to compress the bruised parts of his face and hands and apply a little medicine.

“Wait a minute. Brother get me some food, you must be hungry.”

Maula let Khayru do anything for her, as usual. Although the atmosphere between them had not completely melted down. Until Khayru finished bribing her, she asked the man not to go first.

“What's up?” Khayru sat down next to him. “You want to take a shower, right? Brother ready air angel.”

Maula shook her head and hugged her very tightly.

“You hugged Brother so that Brother doesn't scold you right?” Usually this trick Maula uses to captivate the heart of her husband who is angry. And it turns out true, the feeling of disappointment and anger suddenly disappeared just like that. “Atau .. you miss Brother so much as you said yesterday.”

“After today .. I promise I won't miss Brother again.”

“Means?”

Maula let go of her embrace while looking at Khayru's face. “I've made one decision and I've been thinking about it carefully.”

“What decision? Don't confuse Brother.”

“And this is the last decision. I won't change it again.”

“What do you decide?” his insistence.

“Cerai” With a heavy heart he must say this.

“You don't mess with the word divorce. Brother will not carelessly say it even though Brother is angry.” Khayru stared deeply into Maula's eyes as if speaking under her consciousness.

“But this must be,” firmly Maula. “I really want it.”

“Say anything if you are angry with Brother, and you should know if your brother is angry with you not because Brother hates but because Brother does not want to fail to take care of you. And about Risa, you'll believe whatever you say. Brother won't blame you. You know if Risa has indeed passed.”

“It's not about who's wrong and not who's angry. A lot of things happened, making me realize that marriage is not my current porch. Wedding too complicated for me.” Maula shook her head slowly.

“Does Brother make your life complicated?” ask Khayru gently. He was worried that his words would hurt Maula until she decided something unexpected.

“I said, marriage is complicated, not Brother,” error. “Do not misunderstand.”

“Our task to simplify it so that it does not become complicated again.”

“That's the problem. My way of thinking can't be simple anymore after everything that's happened. After I found out that Rere's father had an affair with Ariel's mother and Rere's mother died by suicide. There are still many more stories out there about the failure of a marriage, even though it initially seems fine.”

“You are only experiencing a crisis of trust. You should have looked out there. There are still many happy families after successfully passing many exams. You know it must be because of Risa. You can be jealous and angry but still think with a cool head. Don't equate Brother with Rere's Papa. Brother never betrayed you.”

“We cannot predict what will happen tomorrow. Everything can change, anyone can change. It's possible that my fate will end the same as Mama Rere, even if it's against our will, but it could happen.”

“Listen Brother, Dek. I'm sorry if you were too hard to scold you. This is all because Brother never stops worrying about you.”

“I'm also the same, Bang.” Suddenly, Maula reviewed a small smile while staring. “Since Brother became my husband and since Bik Sulis said, if my husband is estimated by many people, my sleep will not be good anymore. That's all I feel like a kid who's afraid his toys are stolen people.” Maula chuckled considering her own behavior made Khayru frown, at a time like this she could still laugh.

“Try my brother asked Rere and Nikita what happened to my lesson when I missed you, when I worried about what else you were when I was jealous. Everything's fucked.”

“So, Brother has made your mind so messed up?” This time Khayru smiled as she rubbed the head of Maula.

“This is because my udang brain is unable to branch. To accommodate some subjects only sometimes the head is already rich computer hang. What else if you have to deal with household problems. I can't walk, for sure. Could be, the procesor will be paralyzed and finish the history.” He again laughed at himself which he likened to an old computer.

“Computer hang alone can still be restarted or rebooted, your brain time can not.”

“Restart and reboot it takes time. I'll just waste the chance and miss a lot of things if I do.”

“Then, what do you think is the best thing you should do when your brain hangs?”

“Excreate some memory or even eliminate it so that the brain does not work too hard. Because if I force it ..”Maula looked at her husband's eyes. “I can be paralyzed and die,” he continued while looking down.

“Could not.”

“I will focus on learning and improving myself, but for that I must end this marriage in order to reduce the burden of the mind.”

“Whatever you want to say. Whatever the reason, Brother will not divorce you.” Khayru stood up from her seat. He had to end this unimportant chat and go to his room.

“That means, Brother doesn't care about my future!” maula shouted, making Khayru look back.

“Let's think again with a big heart. I am sure, after this you will change your mind and regret your decision.” Khayru really went to her room. Leaving Maula to think a thousand times before making a decision.

After thinking for a few days, recalling every word Maula said, Khayru felt that she had wronged the little girl by forcing her to bear a heavy burden that she should not have experienced at her young age.

Have I been too selfish all this time? Not wanting to hear what Maula really wants. Maybe he really wants to be free like the other kids.

Maula sat on a park bench, waiting for Khayru who was standing next to an ice cream stall. Maula smiled back at her husband's hand that was still waiting for the order. These little things Khayru often did to comfort Maula's heart to stay happy. Even since they were kids.

Before long, Khayru came up with two pieces of ice cream in her left and right hands.

“Stoberi what brown?” ask Khayru.

“Strawberry dong.” The maula immediately grabbed the cone with a pink cream on it. His face immediately shrunk as Khayru suddenly distanced her hand from the reach of Maula. “Intention to give, no, anyway, Bang?”

Khayru laughed as she handed the ice cream to her hand. She sat facing Maula while licking her chocolate ice cream. “It turns out, Mr. Ngadimin has retired from selling ice cream. That's the sale now, his son Pak Ngadimin.” He pointed at the seller, with his lips.

“Oh, yes?” My mother doesn't seem to care. He was just busy licking the ice cream while occasionally sweeping his straw lips with his tongue.

“Still snot, no? You once threw an insect toy on top of his ice cream cup Pak Ngadimin Sampe customers on the run because of disgust.”

“Masa?” Maula raised her face while remembering and then laughed out loud.

“Iya, yes .. I remember very well the anger of Mr. Ngadimin at that time”

*Duassar a child settannn*!!

“Abang tagging angry right because I was called the son of the devil? Hahaha ..”

“You, the hell, the badass,” Khayru's whistle while sticking cream to Maula's nose.

“Abisnya all over me, ngantrinya later.”

“Still playing, no? If we don't go home now,” bargain Khayru while staring at her watch.

“Yes, let's go home, tired.”

It was getting dark by the time they got home because they stopped by the mosque long enough on their way home.

“Thank you, Bang, have taken me for a walk.”

Khayru. “Sorry .. if after this, maybe you can not take a walk again.” Khayru grabbed the two little hands of the girl while looking at her fixedly.

To Be Continued ....