My Beloved Husband's

Felly's helplessness

“Give mama a chance, Sa. I want to make up for all my mistakes in the past. Mom please.” Please Ask Salsa.

Salsa smiled bitterly at the request of Mother who had abandoned her. He was completely unaffected by the tears that had already dripped down the cheeks of the middle-aged woman before him. “Sorry, but I don't need you to make up for your mistake. I've been quite happy with my present life, without you!” Salsa with great emphasis.

“But, Sa-.”

“Enough.. You don't have to beg like this. Because everything you say will not change anything at this time. Please come out, the door is right there.” Salsa cut Sinta's words and kicked Sinta out of her room. After saying that sentence, Salsa immediately threw her face the other way by turning her chair around.

Sinta flinching. He wants to stay there, but stubborn Salsa will find it hard to persuade him.

“Alright, mom will be home.” Say Sinta while moving from her seat, “But, mama will not give up. Mama will see you again until you forgive mama.” Then he walked out of Salsa's room.

After hearing the sound of the door closing, Salsa turned back her swivel chair and looked at the direction of the door with a sad look. “Why new mama now looking for Salsa?” Inner Salsa sliced.

Chequek..

Salsa instantly wiped away the remaining tears that had just dripped down her cheeks with a finger when she heard the door open from outside. Tania came in with a crackle in her hand. Salsa's friend walked up to her desk and stopped in front of Salsa's desk. “I bought boba at the cafe next door. One for you.” While removing the ice boba one from the white crackle that he had brought.

Salsa smiled knot. She did need a sweet drink at this time to restore her messy mood due to Sinta's arrival. “Thank you fairy godmother.” He said while taking the boba directly and drinking it.

“That was—.” Tania was careful when she asked. He did not want to offend Salsa.

“My.” Answer Salsa.

Tania who just wanted to sit her body in her chair then turned to Salsa. “That time was the same doctor Nana?” Then sit while staring at Salsa who is enjoying her ice boba.

Salsa nodded, “Yups. Funny ‘kan? He left me small fitting suddenly back want me to admit it.” Again Salsa smiled bitterly let alone remember the words of Sinta who wanted to get a chance from Salsa.

“How do you want?” Before commenting Tania wants to know first how Salsa feels at this time, “Are u okay?”

Salsa shook her head honestly, “I don't know how I feel. I was obviously angry and hated it.” He was indeed angry and emotional every time Sinta met him.

Tania nodded she wanted to try to understand Salsa. It's not easy in Salsa's current position. He was abandoned when he was a child. Life without the mother figure of little Tania could not even imagine it.

“Do not force yourself. If you can't accept your mother yet, say. Tell me your reason.” Tania.

“Hah.” Salsa breathes into the air. “I don't want to talk about mama.” His words ended the conversation about Sinta.

“OK.. Calm your heart first, after being calm you can confide your complaints to me or at least to people you trust. Load should not be buried by yourself later to become a disease.” Said Tania advising.

“Thanks Tan's. You are in my difficult times.” Looking at Tania with tears.

“That's what a friend.” is

***

“Papa, Salsa coming. Sorry, Salsa can only visit papa.” Lirih Salsa sat down on the edge of the pusara alm. Dammar. “Papa must have been happy ‘kan there? Salsa always pray that papa gets the best place. Today Salsa brings good news for papa. Pregnant salsa, pa. Salsa will soon be a mother. But, Salsa hesitates, pa. Can Salsa be a good mother to Salsa's child? Salsa never felt the affection of her mother. Salsa doesn't know what it's like to get mom's love. Salsa is afraid she can't be a good mother to Salsa's child, pa.” Adu Salsa beside the pussy towards her father with a sob. The affection of a mother that Salsa felt was minimal. Since the age of 6 years less, he only lived with his father. He had forgotten how to get a mother's love. Until in the end he is friendly with Jessi and can feel a little affection of a mother through mommy Ayu—ibu Jessi.

Salsa continued to chatter near his father's navel until the magrib and finally decided to go home.

He came home by taxi to the house. This time he returned to a house close by.

“Mba Nani hasn't come home yet?” Salsa asked her handmaid who should have gone home an hour ago. His house assistant came in the morning and went home in the afternoon.

“Numbered, Mom. This is just coming home. Dinner's ready, Mom. I'm sorry to go home.” Answer mbak Nani.

Salsa patting, “Be careful on the road, mbak.”

“Thank you, Ma.”

After cleaning himself and relaxing on the bed, Salsa's stomach felt hungry rumbling. But he was lazy to go down to the first floor to eat. If only her husband had gone home, she would have asked her husband for help getting her current food. But unfortunately Jordan is still in Bandung and the possibility of her husband coming home the night.

“But, if you do not eat pity my content.” Salsa murmured herself down from the bed and out of her room in search of food.

Arrive in the dining room— already available dinner on the table with a simple menu. Oseng broccoli mixed meatballs and carrots are cut into small pieces and side dishes chicken soy sauce and tomato chili.

Salsa took a piece of rice with side dishes until the plate was full and began to eat the dinner casually.

Dreet..

Her phone rang between her eating. He stopped his eating for a moment and grabbed the cellphone lying beside the glass of water and then lifted the incoming phone.

“Iyaa.” Answer Salsa.

“Sorry I just opened hp so new phone. What would you like to ask for, bund?” Ask the caller who is none other than Jessi—sah friend and sister-in-law.

Salsa sent a message to Jessi that she needed Jessi's help. It's just that Salsa has not explained in detail what she wants to ask Jessica for help.

“I can't explain on the phone. I'll see you tomorrow, how? Pas lunch hour.” Salsa Vocabulary.

“Bby. Tomorrow I'll go to your workplace. We met at the cafe next door to the hospital, how about?” Reply Jessi.

“Oke.”

“Ya. I close.”

“Hm. Maacih.”

Salsa put her phone back in its original place and resumed her dinner.