My friend, my Imam

My friend, my Imam
70. Tranquilize



Rosa wakes up in her sleep. In his face Rizki's face with eyes still closed. Peace but pain in the chest. Not even feeling Rosa until her tears were shed. Not meant to be excessive, Rosa feels like her marriage is a game that now both are stuck with real feelings.


"I love you" said Rosa, dropping her tears.


Rosa immediately wiped away her tears and slowly got up to perform her evening prayers. Rosa wants to ask for peace and confidence in her feelings. Rosa becomes hesitant and fearful after Hari reveals her bet with Rizki. Rosa feels guilty for having fallen in love with her husband while Rosa is a little distrustful of her husband's feelings even though Rizki has always been very sincere to her.


After the prayer, Rosa did not go to sleep immediately because the clock had shown three o'clock past fifty minutes. Rosa rushes out of her room slowly and heads towards the kitchen before Rizki wakes up. Because usually Rizki will wake up before dawn or after dawn.


Rosa opened the fridge and picked up some groceries that she was going to prepare for breakfast this morning. Not a hard breakfast, just fried rice with beef-eye eggs.


"Ros you're awake? Tumben?" ask the Vienna mama who just arrived in the kitchen and saw her only child was preparing ingredients to make breakfast.


"Yes, he happened to wake up so all make breakfast if forced to sleep again fear keblasan. Mama will know Rosa if you sleep like he he he he" said Rosa with a little laugh. Mama Vienna also laughed a little while saying what her son just said.


"But you're no problem, are you, baby?" mama asked Vienna to feel that something was going on with Rosa. Rosa fell silent then looked at the Vienna mama by shaking her head with a smile.


"Not so mah. Rosa has no problem" jawan Rosa with a beautiful smile but what mama Vienna is not sure of the answer of the child.


"Here mama help ready the ingredients" said mama Vienna approached her son and immediately helped Rosa.


"Ros you happy?" mama asked Vienna and Rosa fell silent for a moment before finally nodding her head.


"Blessed donk mah. There is no reason for Rosa to be unhappy. There's also Rizki's mama who's always been there for more than enough to make Rosa happy" answered Rosa, who was clear that the Viennese mama knew there was a bit of a lie in Rosa's eyes.


Rosa herself doubts the definition of happiness she feels. Rosa was happy but Rosa was also disappointed. Those two words that were at war in his heart.


"Dear sorry mama yes, mama is often very busy alone to the point of not paying attention to you" said mama Vienna by staring at her son sad.


"Mama has more than enough attention to Rosa mah. Don't say that, Mah. Rosa should apologize for spending a lot of time alone"


"You're like that because you already have a husband, son. Your time should be given to your husband. You and your husband want to live with mommy is very happy dear"


"Rosa is happy if you're happy" Rosa said, leaning her head against Vienna's shoulder.


"Mama is also happy if Rosa is happy. So Rosa do not forget to be happy yes" said the Vienna mama who of course Rosa only replied with a small smile.


"Can you tell me now what's going on, baby?" ask mama Vienna at its core because she wants to know what her son is hiding.


"You sure?" Rosa nodded slowly.


Mama Vienna tried to understand and did not ask further. Mama Vienna understands but mama Vienna does not want to impose. Until a few minutes later.


"Mah" call Rosa soft with a bite on her lower lip.


"Hm"


"I'm me" said Rosa nervously. Mama Vienna turned her head and looked at Rosa with a smile even the hand of mama Vienna outstretched touching her son's chubby cheeks.


"What's wrong?" ask the Vienna mama who sounds very warm. Rosa replied with a small smile but her name had already started to blush.


"May I have time to myself first? Eemm I mean I want to be alone first"


"What makes you want to be alone first? Do you have a problem with your husband? Finish the child if you do, don't avoid it" said mama Vienna very gently. Rosa finally shed those tears.


"Not a problem with Rizki mah. But trouble with myself. I-I I'm not avoiding just I can't continue with Rizki at the moment. It makes my chest tight. It even felt like I wanted to vanish for a while to control and restore myself again" Rosa quivered telling me how she felt. Not what happened. Rosa does not want if she tells what happened will make mama Vienna think differently. Although now the mother of Vienna has started to mind her son.


"Mama actually does not know what you are going through, son and mother is also sure if at this time you are reluctant to tell what you are experiencing is not. Mama means you. Mama allows if you need time to be alone but it's good you permission also with Rizki. In any case Rizki is your current husband dear" suggested the Vienna mama who made Rosa sobbing. Instead Rosa wants to stay away from Rizki while finding out if Rizki really loves her or just forced by a bet.


"But Rosa can't get permission with Rizki mah. Rosa's permission is the same mama let mama not worry about Rosa when Rosa wants to be alone"


"What do you want to make sure?"


"Everything. Rosa wants to know everything. Rosa did this and Rosa was forced to do this" sobs Rosa then in the arms of the Vienna mama.


Mama Vienna stroked Rosa's hair as well as Rosa's back. Mama Vienna tries to win her crying child. The heart of the Vienna mama also felt like it was sliced to see Rosa crying in front of him with a complaint of something in nature.


"Mama allows if Rosa wants to be alone first. You know whether you know what is good or not for you. But please don't make it more complicated, son" Rosa nodded her head.


"Thank you mah. Rosa understands. Maafin Rosa if Rosa is still troublesome mama, sorry Rosa because later Rosa will make mama worried and sad. Sorry Rosa ya mah"


"But on one condition if you want time alone. We have to tell my mom when you're anywhere. Mama should know how you are and how you are" mama Vienna and Rosa nodded their heads.


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