Mother to My Son

hard work and attention

“Hasna Humaira Putri”

“mother with two daughters”

Hasna wrote that in her diary, she smiled. He was still unable to sleep so he decided to record all the things that came to his head at that time.  At that time the clock showed 9 nights, Rain had slept as well as Maura. Do not ask where Reza is still in the office, the last message he sent was

“Don't wait for me dinner, still busy preparing documents” that message sent at 7 pm last night. There was just another message sent.

“Possibly won't come home to stay at the hotel tonight” until it's working, he thought. I asked who and at which hotel. But for what, it will only add to the burden of his mind and what impact. “Have thought positively, pray for a smooth job” thought Hasna.

Finally he just replied with a message “ May be smooth and given ease. Don't forget to eat.. Do not drink coffee. Fighting” then he sent a photo of Rain sleeping and Maura sleeping stuck in his favorite bolster.

“Thank you for accompanying the kids”

“Dont worry I'm with Aswin” 

Hasna immediately smiled reading the message, the brother had begun to read his mind, fortunately he did not send the message of the question earlier, widih kebayang prestige.

Hasna came down to get drinking water, the family room was still bright but the house felt quiet. This house is big with lots of rooms. On the lower floor there are 3 rooms: guest room, Reza room and Reza's work room. While above there are 2 rooms, namely the children's room and the room now occupied by Hasna. Hasna then turned off one of the lights in the living room, the dining room lights he did not turn off, too terrible if dark.

Just as he saw that Reza's room was still alive, the crack under the door revealed the light of the lamp. Hasna had never been in Reza's room, all this time she had only seen Reza come in and out to change clothes or rest in her room, there was never any desire to enter because she felt that she was not that close to her husband. I don't know why today he wanted to know what was in Reza's room.

Slowly holding the door handle, is it locked? Apparently not. Pushed slowly, why does his feeling like pounding like this.. Like going into a haunted room at a children's game. It turned out that the large room was bigger than the children's room above. Hasna stood at the door of the room, she was like entering the past in this house.

On the wall of the room there is a large wedding photo of Reza and Mitha, below which there is a large dresser with oval-shaped glass with a white vintage model. There were many photos there, Hasna stepped slowly into the room. He thought he could enter the room, but Reza never forbade him, nor did he ever invite him in.

Slowly she stepped onto the dressing table that became her center of attention as she entered. Reza's wedding photo looks very different from his wedding yesterday, Reza and Mitha's wedding using Javanese Customs, meaning Mama Isna's family is Javanese, it's appropriate he said very smooth and soft. Reza's face looks young, 23 or 24 years old think Hasna if not wrong when he married first. Hmm younger than I am now, it is great that such a young man chose to marry young so that someone accompanies him while studying abroad.

Not most men who continue to study abroad want to feel freedom while in college, let alone marry the rich boyfriend can be decided. Mitha looked beautiful like a Javanese bride in general, the softness of her face could not be hidden despite wearing thick makeup.

At the dresser, if the owner of the room is still alive, it may be filled with expensive makeup and perfume. But 3 more years have passed, all the makeup tools are not there, this table is even filled with photos of Mitha alone or with Rain and Reza. There are 6 photos on this table looks beautiful and beautifully arranged. Hasna smiled faintly as to why she felt sad well.

Hasna finally straightened up, “Do not think too far naturally he still keeps photos of his wife, almost half of his life spent with Mitha” Mbak said Hasna. However as he turned around the incredible sight made him dumbfounded. On the back wall of the door it looks like a photo gallery.

Hasna approached the bed on the side of the bed there were 2 small tables and it was also filled by a photo of Mitha. There are sleeping lights and table decorations that are very feminine, looks lying folded book seems to be the book that Reza is reading. Hasna turned her face to the right wall, this wall looked completely like Mitha's photo gallery. All photos are black and white. Hasna approached the wall, apparently a photo of Reza's shot, because Mitha's photo since she was a teenager. With a high school uniform, photos with her college alma mater, photos while pregnant, photos of breastfeeding, photos of playing with a young Rain, photos of Mitha sleeping, photos…. It's like a photo gallery.

Hasna's eyes felt watery, what she had done here, why did she enter this room. Not feeling his tears dripping down his cheeks, the more he looked at the photos on the wall the more he felt the adoration Reza felt to his wife. All of the photos seemed alive and filled with the energy of happiness, the photographer and his model felt the same happiness. Hasna knows that because she has a hobby of photography as well. A good photo will be obtained if both have a strong bond.

Looking at the wardrobe, there are 2 wardrobes in this room, Hasna's curiosity is increasingly becoming, near her wardrobe is the most feminine look in this room. This closet is big enough to have 4 doors, rubbed tears on his cheeks, Hasna breathed and opened the wardrobe.

The closet is still neatly arranged with women's clothes in it, smelling the perfume that Hasna is familiar with. This is the perfume that Reza once bought for her.

“Owh... O Allah I wear the same perfume that Mba Mitha wore....what the fuck, why did she buy the same perfume” Hasna felt like something was piercing in her heart.

Opening one by one the wardrobe doors, everything is neatly arranged and fragrant, all clothes seem to always be neatly cleaned. If you think logically 3 years passed without the owner of the closet should be the contents of the closet already smell musty. Hasna took a breath she needed to set her mind to clear again.

Then he sat down on the side of the bed his eyes caught a beige thing on the side of the bed, women's room sandals. Reza still keeps Mitha's sandals like the owner is still there. This is amazing…. Hasna found the other side of Reza which during the week felt like being someone special to her.

Hasna stood up, she stepped into the bathroom located on the left side of the room, for the past 3 years whether her bathroom had become a male bathroom. Women most like the bathroom as a private place where he will keep all the markers of ownership. Hasna turned on the bathroom lights, and the sight she had anticipated turned out to be true.

This bathroom is very feminine, all the shampoo, soap, face cleanser with a well-known brand for women looks along with shampoo and soap men in the room. Comb with models for women looks alongside skincare equipment for women. This is crazy.all skincare products are still full looking new. Hasna went in and saw all the skincare products and toiletries, all of them looking new and not yet expired meaning Reza bought all these products after Mitha died.

It turns out that all this time he was still making as if everything had not changed, the interior of the room, clothes and toiletries were all impressive if the owner of the room was still there. Hasna felt great sadness, she never knew Reza well, they never told her anything about the past. Reza always refused to talk about Mitha.

Hasna immediately closed the bathroom door, turning off the lights. He approached the bed he had been sitting on his bed so as not to be seen occupied by others. The tears that were still on her cheeks. Let no one else see it. Hasna immediately came out of the room, the plan to turn off the lights he canceled, he was worried Reza considering that he had not turned off the room lights. Hasna did not want Reza to know that she had entered the room.

Encouraging that is in Hasna's mind at this time, why the hobby that he has also liked to do is photography becomes something that he does not want him to remember anymore. This week he was thinking of returning to Bandung with all the camera equipment he kept in his room. During his time at the project office and in Jakarta yesterday he hardly had time to hunt for interesting objects. Yesterday with his free time he thought about restarting his old hobby.

That night Hasna returned to the room, Maura did not seem to be waking up tonight, she had already peed before going to bed. Locking the door of the room, even if Maura woke up would definitely call him he would immediately hear. What Hasna didn't want to meet tonight was just a man who kept an altar of worship in his room.

And it turns out that Reza did not come home that night, when the morning Hasna woke up saw no sign of Reza's arrival, when asked Mbak Jumi it turns out there was no Reza's car in the garage.

“Mr ndak tell Neng Hasna not to come home tonight?” Mbak Jum looked like he was confused when Hasna asked if Reza came home or not.

“Say mbak, but I'm worried it turns out to be home the nights when I'm asleep, well it's okay to be busy a lot to be done” replied Hasna. It suddenly occurred to him who liked to clean Reza's room.

“Mbak .. if you like to clean Mas Reza's room who?” ask Hasna.

“Ehmm...ehmm...” Ma'am Jum looked confused.

“Nothing I just want to ask, because I do not dare to enter if there is no Mas Reza”

“Ohhh... yes do not enter Neng, let alone Mbak who cleans, nda a lot of kok just mopping and change the sheets just” Mbak Jumi answered quickly, he was like protecting something. Hasna smiled understandably if Mbak Jum behaved like that.

“Dress Mas Reza who cleaned up?” Hasna wants to know who's always tidying up Mitha's closet.

“My master's clean clothes are neat and clean but others I am forbidden to touch anything in the room, usually the Master who likes to tidy up his own”

“If the bathroom Mbak only asked to clean the wall brushing and toilet the same place to soak, the rest Mr. who set, I nda can clean anything”

“Owh... Mas Reza the person still had time to set up his own.. I have no job if I am his wife.hehehehehe” Hasna tried to laugh with stale, tasteless and dry.

Hasna did not want to ask about Mitha's closet, if she asked she would be found out if she went into that room last night. But it can be guessed that the one who cleans and arranges cabinets and bathrooms is Reza himself.

That morning after Rain left school, Hasna then tidied up the children's room. He had already started to get to know Rain and Maura's equipment. Their habit in storing goods and things they do not like to change the storage place. Maura is busy watching her favorite children's TV Show, if she has watched the show can be 2 hours he was engrossed until then looking for Hasna.

There was a loud noise below, but Hasna did not care much, her mind was still filled with blue feelings as she walked into Reza's room. The door opened, and Reza came home this morning.

“I looked around for kirain to go where” Reza smiled when he saw Hasna was tidying up the equipment on the study table Rain. Hasna smiled back, not wanting to see Reza's face.

“Last night the contract document is still much to be revised, if it is bent again worried even the time delay, because the 12 o'clock now wants to be closed for the final” Reza trying to explain why he did not go home last night. He sat on Maura's bed and looked at Hasna who was standing behind him.

“Sleep what time was last night?” Reza asked again, seeing Hasna as not interested in talking to him, around him the woman who was still behind him.

“Hmmm Hasna tried to pretend to be busy.

“Why are you, not feeling well” Reza feels surprised usually Hasna is always enthusiastic and full of laughter when she talks.

“Nothing, just not feeling well, usual if again menstruation likes a little lemes” replied Hasna short. Reza held onto Hasna's forehead, which was lightly brushed aside by turning her face to the edge

“Agot warm, you just rest, do not move first. Is it ordinary like this? Little fever?” he held Hasna's shoulder. Hasna took a breath, she could not be too drastic Reza could be suspicious.

“What's wrong Mas....what to do? Have breakfast yet?” Hasna finally steeled herself to look at Reza.

“No need, I just want to change clothes, because later want to finalize the contract meeting after lunch”

“So already had breakfast at hotel”

“The clothes want me to prepare?” asked Hasna while looking at her

“Euu no need, I have used to prepare my own” replied Reza quickly. Hasna smiled thinly.

“Thank God it turns out to be Mas Reza's wife I don't have too much responsibility to husband” Hasna smiled as she lowered her head.

“Yes. I need your help taking care of the kids. That's the most important” replied Reza lightly, it was unthinkable for him if the answer was increasingly piercing Hasna's feelings.

“Yes I am a wife to be a mother of children” replied Hasna Short.

“Haaah..” Reza looked at Hasna in bewilderment.

“I make chocolate drinks yes.” Hasna moved and stepped out of the room, too long with the man made her worry to be emotional.

Hasna made chocolate and a cup of wheat toast she made yesterday. Whether you want to be eaten or not, the important thing is that he feels he has done a little obligation as a wife. Reza came out of the room, had changed clothes, he did always look neat and attractive with any model clothes. When compared to when he was younger, the increase in age makes Reza seem more mature as a man.

“Rotinya I only stock, I have to check the documents before signing the meeting later” Reza glanced at the bread made by Hasna, drinking warm chocolate that has been made.

“Why not coffee?” he asked, but he did not like sweet drinks.

“Last night was already lack of sleep, if plus caffeine ugly later the impact to the body” replied Hasna briefly. Reza nodded confirming, earlier at breakfast he had been drinking coffee, too much coffee can make him a headache.

“Maura …. Kiss first Papi” Reza approached Maura who looked fun watching, Maura kissed her Papi quickly without taking her eyes off the TV.

“I leave first, salim” Reza approaches Hasna. Hasna grabbed Reza's hand and kissed her hand without trying to look Reza in the face. Reza was still standing in front of Hasna.

“There is still less, as per yesterday's agreement” Reza thrust his cheek towards Hasna. Hasna looked at the man. He felt there was no desire to just fight about the stupid agreement yesterday. He kissed Reza's cheek quickly without any words, then gave him a stock of toast he made.

“This...” he said as he stepped away to then head towards Maura.

“Maura let's take Papi to leave” trying to minimize the conversation until his feelings return to normal.

Reza was stunned, it felt like there was something strange with Hasna's attitude, unlike usually he did his orders without a debate. No shyness feels cold and emotionless. Maybe because I'm not feeling well. Finally Reza ignored his confusion. Busyness and focus on meeting preparation make it have to move quickly.

Reza set off with Hasna and Maura busy waving their hands excitedly, in stark contrast to Hasna's silent and expressionless face.

“Why he…. Strange not as usual to behave like that” Reza frowned, Hasna's attitude really felt different.

　

Strange yeah…. That weird thing is you Reza….