My Beloved Husband's

Disillusioned

“Sayur-Sayur, yur, vegetable!” Shouted kang greens Salsa housing complex living. Kang Sayur which has been selling vegetables for more than 10 years is very familiar with the population of the complex.

“There's a gamble, Kang?” Salsa asked who had just come out of the gate of her house and approached the greengrocer.

“There, non. Tumben search gambas?” Vegetable Kang took a pitcher that was already in plastic.

“Make a clear vegetable, kang. Coincidentally my husband's sister with his family nginep. Her chicken is chest, one kilo aja, kang. Same catfish is also one kilo.” Answer Salsa then detail the protein needs for today.

“OK, okay. The chilli, non? Her kale is also seger-seger, her green fresh.” Persuak kang greens.

“Bby, deh. One iket only, kang.” Reply Salsa.

After finishing shopping and paying for her groceries, Salsa entered the house.

“Yur, vegetable.” The vegetable kang yelled back.

“There are hawker markets, kang?” Ask a middle-aged mother.

“There, mom. Want anything there,” he replied while referring to various kinds of market snacks in his cart.

Kang greens while selling while observing middle-aged mothers who are choosing the market.

“New residents yes, Bu?” Ask the vegetable.

The middle-aged mother turned her head, “Iya, kang. I live at the end of the complex. Looks like a new guy, huh?” Said the mother.

“Soalya I have memorized the same residents here, Mom. Be aware of long-standing sales here.” Reply vegetable kang.

“Oh, if the mbak who was also a resident here? I think it's new too?” The mother asked about Salsa.

“Mbak owns this house, Bu?” Ask the vegetable kang while pointing at Salsa's house. The mother nodded her head. “Mbak Salsa is not a new resident, Mom. Cuman had a long college in Jogja, continue to move here again after marriage. Now stay with her husband.” Answer the vegetable.

“Ow.” And, the mother only ber “oh” ria. “How much is it, kang?” Finished choosing his market snacks.

“35thousand, Bu.”

The mother took out twenty thousand, five thousand and ten thousand bills from her purse to pay for the market snacks she bought from the vegetable kang. “Still, kang.”

“Sama-sama, Bu.” Then get out of that place.

Vegetable Kang silently observed the mother's departure and muttered. “We've never seen but where is it?”

***

Salsa cooks in the kitchen with the help of Jessica. Prepare a heavy breakfast for their beloved. After the various menus on the table, Salsa and Jessica called their respective favorites.

“This is breakfast?” Ask Jordan and Yoga in unison.

“Mami same aunty not wrong cook?” Kia also commented seeing the many dishes on the table.

“Hiss, babe. Mami same aunty already very excited cooking you know, kok that said it.” Jessica pretended to be disappointed in the little guy's response.

“Maap, mom.”

Jessi lifts Kia's little body and sits her in a chair.

“Honey, breakfast kayak gini too heavy.” Protest Jordan is accustomed to breakfast with a western-style menu of bread or sandwiches.

“No, occasionally eat kayak gini. Not just bread continue.” Reply Salsa.

“Jes, mas, if breakfast many like sleepy.” This time it was Yoga's turn to protest Jessica.

“Sleeping yes, no need to protest.” Reply Jessica.

Kia glanced at Papi and his uncle while laughing. The little girl was mocking the two men who were afraid of her.

“Kia darling want to eat what?” Ask soft Salsa.

“This, that, same it aunty.” Kia pointed to fried chicken criuk and vegetable clear gambas as well as white rice. Salsa painstakingly put one by one Kia's choice of food to the plate according to the portion of the girl.

“Still, aunty.”

“Sama-sama, dear.” He said as he rubbed Kia's head.

“What do you want for breakfast, mas?” Glanced at Jordan who was sipping his hot tea.

“Serah.” Answer Jordan.

“No yes food is up.” Salsa did not like Jordan's reply.

“Nation bit, Ca kale equals fried chicken.” Erat Jordan before the wife took out her two horns.

“Ckckck,” Jessi bobbles her head at Jordan who is so obedient to Salsa as her left hand holds the plate and her right hand is busy putting food on the plate. “Nih, mas.” Giving a plate full of 4 healthy meals to her husband.

Jessi gently stroked the husband's shoulder, “When we go to Jogja deh, nemenin you nostalgia there, mas.” Jessi.

“Appointments, yes?” Jessi's hand was still on her shoulder.

“Kia tagged ‘kan, mi, pi?” Kia Sahut.

“Clear dong darling.” Answer the two in unison.

“Aunty Salsa equals uncle Jo also come?” Kia alternately looked at Salsa and Jordan.

“Aunty plan yes, dear. You are aunty ‘kan mandatory work.” Answer Salsa.

Kia nodded. He also knows how busy Salsa is working in the hospital through the story of the mother.

***

While elsewhere, the middle-aged mother who had bought a market snack at the kang greens place threw her market snacks in any direction once she arrived at her home.

“Where, ma?” Ask the mother's daughter.

“You really, Na. She lives in that house with her husband.” Answer the middle-aged mother.

“Not him destitute he even lived a good life after his father mat*.” Reply to the child.

“You were on them first, Na. Let mama think.”

The child and mother were sitting on the living room sofa with their own thoughts.

***

Jordan came home early from schedule. He deliberately wanted to pick up Salsa. Arriving at the hospital, Jordan headed straight for Salsa's room.

Geck..Geck.. Jordan knocked on Salsa's door slowly.

Salsa and Tania who were discussing at that time also turned their heads. “Log in!” With Tania knocking on Jordan's door.

“You're still busy?” Asked Jordan who was already inside the Salsa workspace.

“We're talking about patients, baby. A minute yes.” Answer Salsa.

“Okay.” Jordan sat on the couch and waited for Salsa to finish.

“But, it's really strange that doctor Nana is suddenly very good with you?” Tania.

“I'm also not comfortable with the attitude of doctor Nana, Tan. But, how else. He is higher than me.” Answer Salsa.

Jordan quietly put up his ears and eavesdropped on Salsa and Tania's conversation. “What is a conversation that addresses a patient, not a gossip conversation?” Jordan batin.

“He doesn't want to, anyway?” Tania couldn't help but think negatively if it concerned Nana's doctor. The woman who used to be hostile to Salsa and Tania.

“Do you think?” Salsa and Tania asked immediately nodded confidently.

“You did not forget ‘kan how he rented it to us when there is a handsome surgeon? The samples were doctors at the mutation to other hospitals gegara Nana like to fuss constantly?” Tania reminded me.

“Iya anyway, or we try just aja time yes, Tan?” Salsa asked for an opinion. However, Tania shook her head, “I don't agree anyway, if we suddenly get away she must be she'll be looking for trouble.” Answer Tania.

“How to, dong?”

“We follow his game, while looking for work elsewhere. Frankly I am also not comfortable working here.” Tania.

Salsa agrees, “Ya, no. That's it.”

“Oke , home gih. Your husband is waiting for you.” Tania said as she moved her head towards Jordan and Salsa followed the direction of Tania's head. He saw Jordan playing a game with his smart device.

“Sayang?” Call Salsa.

“Hem.” Jordan replied with a thud but did not look. The man was cool at the game on his smart device.

“Tania nebeng can, right?”

“Bby.”

“Come, Tan!” Salsa stood up and the spirit came home. While Jordan turned off his gawai and stood up. He was ready to be a driver like him.

“Emang I already agree with you guys?” Tania protests reluctantly become mosquito repellent.

“Hiss, just follow why the hell.” Salsa pulled Tania's arm.

“Huh, coercion.”

The two beautiful women came out of their study followed Jordan.