Married To An Ex

Unaccepting

''Sudah, Bu. Gak enak dilihat orang.'' Menunjuk beberapa orang yang melintas di depan rumahnya. ''Kita bicara di dalam saja.'' Merangkul pundak Rumi dan mendorongnya masuk. Sementara Rifky masih berlutut di tempat, menatap punggung istri dan ibu mertuanya menghilang di balik pintu. 

''Mother don't be angry, we have to talk with a cold head.'' Sit the mother. 

Nabila came back to Rifky. Help the man stand up and smile. His heart was mixed to see the seriousness of the husband. However, it has not been able to accept it completely. 

''It's up to you to think of me and my mother as what they are. We just maintain our self-esteem. Just so you know, Ky. The poor also have a heart, he will be hurt if his pride is trampled. So I beg you, never disturb our lives" said Nabila with trembling lips. Withstood tears that almost fell. 

Rifky could only remain silent. He became a loyal listener of the wife's overflow. Digesting every word that slid from the corner of the woman's lips. Sometimes I understand. Anyone would be angry and disappointed if they were accused of something they never did. 

"Sorry." Whether the words were sliding from the corner of Rifky's lips, he did not feel bored to continue to reveal it. 

"I've forgiven all your mistakes, but it takes time to get back together. My heart is already too sick. Everything you do drops my pride as a woman." Nabila looked up, held back her tears, trying not to cry. 

"Now enter! I do not want to be considered cruel to keep guests under the heat," invited Nabila. 

The weather is very hot, making Nabila can not stand outside. Moreover, Rifky's face already looked flushed and sweaty, surely the man was also desperately standing under the increasingly stinging sun. 

"Sit down! I made you a drink." He turned his head towards the weathered chair on the left side of the door. 

Rifky sitting. His eyes wandered through the room so simple and narrow. There are no valuables there, only photos of Nabila and his exit are displayed in the living room. The girl looked very small and clumsy. More quiet now. However, it made Rifky smile amusedly. 

In the middle part of the room there are wooden tables and chairs. There is a serving hood on the table, it is certain that it is the dining room. The TV in the house was also very small and unworthy. Nabila always works hard to meet the needs of her mother. 

Rifky's eyes again captured a photo of Nabila wearing a white-gray uniform. His lips curved in the shape of a thin smile. 

"What pellet did you put on to make me like this?" small mutter. 

"What did you say?" The sound from behind shocked Rifky. 

"No-no" said Rifky stuttering. Swiping the nape of his neck that feels creepy. Afraid Nabila was angry and drove him away. 

"Drink first." Put a glass of iced syrup in front of Rifky. Then sitting in front of the man blocked the table. 

Without waiting for time, Rifky immediately sipped the cold drink until it ran aground. Removing the upper shirt button to reduce the sultry feeling that hit. 

"Hot?" tanya Nabila scoffed. 

Haven't had a chance to get an answer, he turned on the fan. Not bad, at least the room was a little cool and made Rifky comfortable. 

The mood returned awkward. The two did not talk to each other, only a clockwork thump that sounded loud through the eardrum. 

"When are you coming home?" tanya Nabila hesitated. His face was embarrassed.

"You kicked me out? Is this some kind of revenge because my mom kicked you out?" A little offended by Nabila's words. 

"Considered You? This house is small, there are only two rooms, one for mom and one for me and Riana. Then where do you sleep. Outside of many mosquitoes. Unlike your house that is fully equipped," replied Nabila at length.  

"It can, right?" Lying down, sticking out his legs that extend beyond the chair. Pretending to be comfortable even though his back has started to hurt because of the wood. 

"What if you don't allow it?"

Sekeyika Rifky turned his head, he woke up slightly bowed. Staring towards Riana and Bu Rumi who looked busy in the kitchen. 

Nabila immediately left just like that, avoiding Rifky's indecipherable gaze. 

There was nothing Rifky did but sit in the living room. Occasionally watch Nabila and Riana who are busy cooking. And also reply to the messages Izul and Obet sent. 

"Where are you going tonight? why can't we meet tonight?"

Izul replies to Rifky's message saying it's unusual to come to the club tonight. 

I'm overtime, replied the original Rifky. 

Where might he be honest that currently in the house Nabila. It will be the months of his two best friends. 

Basic gecko. 

Rifky only gave a small laugh after reading the answer from Izul that was accompanied by a gecko sticker.

"If I'm a gecko, you lizard," he said as he placed his phone on the table. 

"Cock I'm hungry, huh?" Swiping his stomach that feels rumbling. 

For almost five hours Rifky was at Nabila's house, he had eaten nothing but a piece of bread and cold syrup. It could have been buying a variety of delicious food from the restaurant, but Rumi was afraid of being offended and considered it a bribe. 

So it went wrong. 

Stand up from his seat. Approaching Nabila who seemed to arrange food at the dining table. A small smile, greeting Rumi who was also there. 

"Sorry, Mom. Are there no rice stalls nearby?" ask Rifky politely. 

"There's a corner of the road, but this hour is closed. Why, are you hungry?" tanya Rumi is still pitched ketus. 

"Yes, Mom. Last morning forgot breakfast," replied Rifky timidly. 

''Soon the food is ready, just wait here, ''' tell Rumi iba. 

Although he wanted to be angry, but he never forgot the saying, that the guest is king. Rifky is, after all, a guest to be treated with respect. 

Rifky sat in the dining room. The aroma of cooking has entered the olfactory cavity. There was nothing special there, just stir-fry and fried chicken, but making Rifky's stomach even more rebellious. 

''Don't ask for pizza or meat. I have enough money to buy this.'' Nabila take rice for Rifky also a side dish complete with vegetables .

"Can we talk alone?" Grabbing Nabila's hand. 

Nabila. He walked to his room followed by Rifky from behind. They came in and closed the door without locking. The two stood at the side of the bed facing each other. 

Without a word, Rifky reached into his pants pocket. Take the wallet and give it to the wife. "From now on you will manage my money. Do not hesitate to buy whatever you want. You will also be my responsibility."

Rushing Nabila returned the wallet to the owner. ''I am entitled to receive a living from you if I do my duty as a wife. But until now I haven't been able to do that. If you really want to continue this relationship. We start from the beginning," pinta Nabila. 

He wants to forget all the past that has ever passed and wants to start from scratch. There is no longer any grudge between the two. 

Rifky agreed.