Marrying a Woman of Mother's Choice

Cold Attitude Reno

The next day, Reno vomited a lot and had not had time to go to the bathroom. His vomit spilled and spilled everywhere on the floor. The wry smell of alcohol pierces the sense of smell. Tenri who was just coming out of the bathroom was shocked to see the slightly disgusting sight.

"Daeng ..., why-ki?"

Reno could not see Tenri's face anymore, he just lowered his head while waiting for all the contents of his stomach that was like about to jump out. Tenri moved quickly to fetch drinking water as well as wind oil.

"Drink-ki, daeng." Tenri offered a glass of water.

After drinking, Reno tried to hold her head up. Tenri swept eucalyptus oil on the neck and also the temple Reno. Slowly knead in the section so that Reno can feel a little better.

"Already, already, I've been feeling better. Can you clean that up first!" Reno pointed at her vomit that stung the smell.

"Yep, daeng. Take a break if you are still dizzy. I'll get the floor cleaning tools first."

Tenri leaves, Reno goes into the bathroom to wash his body that smells of alcoholic beverages.

Tenri painstakingly cleaned up all that dirt. Without any feelings of disgust, solely because she wanted to be devoted to her husband.

After everything was done, Tenri went down to the first floor precisely in the kitchen to reheat Coto Makassar that he had made before.

***

"I've prepared this for you, daeng. Maybe before you go to the office you can eat first." Tenri showed the results of his cooking, but I think Reno was not interested at all.

"But I have to get to the office, just save it for your lunch. I'll have breakfast in the office cafeteria."

"That's it, just try a little, daeng." Tenri was still trying, even though his efforts were not reciprocated at all.

"No Tenri, thanks for making it for me. Today aunty came from the village, if you need anything in this house just ask aunt. One more thing, let your ripe aunt tell your aunt what to cook."

Tenri responded to Reno's words just by nodding. Tenri's heart as slashed, he was disappointed with Reno's attitude to him which was increasingly unclear so day. But she was trying to be patient, no matter how she was a wife.

Reno left without even excusing her. Tenri wanted to shake Reno's hand, and the man was gone. Forced Tenri could only sigh weakly and look at the back of her husband who was away towards his car.

"No Tenri, you are not a weak woman. You are a strong woman. Women from Makassar are even stronger than rocks." Tenri strengthens himself with positive remarks.

Tenri returned to the dining table, looking at Coto Makasar, his already cold bikan. Tenri took a bowl and poured Coto sauce with the meat. As she tried to put the food in her mouth, she recalled Reno who did not appreciate at all the effort to please her husband.

The taste that was felt on Tenri's tongue became bland, the originally tantalizing aroma of Coto was no more. Finally he gave up, after trying to keep forcing himself to swallow the Coto sauce but all he remembered was the neglect Reno had done to him.

"Don't cry, Tenri." Trying to entertain yourself.

***

In the room, Tenri was receiving a call from her mother-in-law. Ask the news and Bagas with their marriage.

"Bajik-bajik-ji all, Mom. Don't worry about it." Tenri explained his condition in Jakarta with Reno using the Makassar accent. She asked her mother-in-law not to worry, everything was fine.

"Kimae daeng-nu, son?" (Where is your husband, son?) ask her mother-in-law.

"To the office-ki, Mom. The usual night he comes home, how are things there? Baek-baek jeki?"

"Alhamdulillah, Son. Sikatutuiki, remember the message old-ta, son." (Take care of each other, son. Remember your parents' messages)

After the brief conversation took place, the sound of the bell ringing forced Tenri to descend again downwards. Maybe it was an aunt or a housekeeper who had just returned from the village.

Tenri opened the door, a middle-aged woman appeared from there with a grinning smile.

"Who's it from, Mom?" asked Tenri who was afraid of misrecognizing people.

"Mistress' aunt, Bi Surti."

"Oh, Auntie. Enter, Bi. Just arrived, huh?"

"This is ... Mr Reno's wife right?" ask her with a joyful expression.

"Dad, Mom." Tenri replied politely not to forget also he smiled and helped Bi Surti bring in his luggage.

"Duh, geulis pisan ya. Not like that--

Bibi barely mentioned Elsa's name. Tenri immediately put on a curious face.

"Who, Bi?"

"Ah that, next door neighbor ma'am."

"Oh ...."

Bu Surti entered and immediately cleaned his bedroom long enough he left.

"Thank God auntie's finally home, I'm lonely at home. No friends talking."

"Where are you going, Mom?"

"Work, if the afternoon alone at home do not know what to do."

"Yes too ... Hehe. Relax, Mom, there's Bi Surti."

"Dad. Aunt pack up first. Auntie must be tired of long trips. If Bibi is hungry there is still Coto Makassar at the dinner table. Just eat, Bi."

"Mommy's so good, when I came - came directly masakin anyway. Hehe."

"Don't GeEr Bi, it's me for Daeng. Hehe."

"Daengs? Who's daeng, Mom?"

"Oh that .. hehe Reno, my husband."

"Oh, his name is daeng ya lose in Makassar?"

"Dad, Bi. Excuse me, Bi."

***

Sometimes staying in the household is a must, because no situation is always bad, difficult or sad. There are also those who contain happiness and will make us always grateful someday.