My House At the Edge of the Cliff

Chapter 5 The Hope That Is Obtained

The pain in the waist begins to torture when visitors come non-stop, especially if there are already some items that are only seen and placed carelessly.

Back and forth he had to clean up the item which soon would fall apart again.

The grueling day finally ended in the afternoon as the sun went down, imagining a bath with warm water making it dart home quickly.

But something that had been waiting for him since earlier made Zahira suddenly forget his desire to soak in warm water, for a moment he was silent staring at a figure of a man standing at the door of his house.

"Mas." call her slow.

He walked closer, to the face he had long longed for. There was a weeping stroke on Pras' cheek, which left Zahira puzzled.

"Dek... mas miss you once" said Pras suddenly while hugging him.

A phrase that Zahira never expected had tapped her heart, with tears in her eyes returning the embrace. Letting go of the longing that has long stoned his soul, how long his life has been clung to without clarity.

"I'm sorry, sorry for the stupidity of your suspicious husband. You need to know the suspicion of mas because of how much you love, so there is no willingness for mas if you are with others" he said again without releasing a hug.

"What's wrong mas, the important thing is now that I want to go home and believe in adek" he said.

Finally what he had hoped God had given, a happy life again decorated his face with laughter.

Pras was again attentive and affectionate, so when he found out his wife was working in the store for her living expenses he forbade her.

"That's a hard job, enough pay for both of us so you don't have to work anymore"

"So, after all, Kiki is always there to help me"

"But you're pregnant again deck, you should think about the health of our baby too"

"Mas, I've been in control of the doctor and our baby is in good health. This time, let me work. After all, if I work the money we can use for the needs of our baby later, this is also for the sake of his future to be guaranteed" said Zahira who was already comfortable working.

Pras could not say anymore, he also gave permission on condition that Zahira would not force himself.

Routines change, every morning before leaving for work Pras will take Zahira to the store first. Likewise, in the afternoon, he will pick up Zahira from the store to go home together.

Every day will be like that, Zahira will wait at Pras's pick up in the afternoon with Kiki's companion as it is today.

"Tumben your husband hasn't picked up ya Za" Kiki commented as she looked at the watch.

"Maybe jammed times in his way" he said.

"That race is indeed a good husband yes, he always gives you what you need. So when I heard about your problem the other day I was in shock, I can hardly believe Pras easy emotions" said Kiki suddenly remembered the problem that had passed.

"She loves me too much, so her jealousy can boomerang if there's a little misunderstanding"

"Stay Za, easy emotions because jealousy is not good. He should have believed in you, you too have never been a macem"

"Here it is, what is the nature of it?"

"Yes anyway." reply Kiki.

"That's my husband coming!" said Zahira staring at the figure of the man riding a motorcycle towards her.

When Pras immediately apologized for his delay, he reasoned that he had been stuck so it took more time to arrive.

Zahira did not bother about it, because they were tired enough and wanted to rest immediately they said goodbye to Kiki.

Arriving at home they saw a woman sitting on the terrace, staring at each other in wonder Zahira came down to greet the woman.

"Finally you came home too, I've been waiting since then" he said.

She is Dian, Zahira's father-in-law aka Pras' mother.

"Sorry mom, Pras got stuck so long ago home"

"Yes we've entered yuk, let me make tea" said Zahira.

They immediately enter, while Zahira goes to the kitchen to make Pras drink talk to his mother.

Finish serving Zahira tea permission to take a shower first and prepare dinner, letting the mother and child continue to talk together.

"Um... You didn't cook Za's chicken?" dian asked as they gathered for dinner.

"Eh no ma'am, this morning I had bad luck so just the vegetables" he replied.

Dian snorted disappointedly, he just stared at the food on the table without any taste.

"Mother eat first yes, tomorrow Zahira masakin chicken for mother" Pras said.

"Sorry mom, for tonight just eat the same eggs first yes." added Zahira who is not feeling well.

Dian nodded though still with a grim face, they ate in silence until it was over.

At a young age Dian chose to rest after dinner, in contrast to Pras and Zahira who spent their time chatting.

"You fought with sister Nisa, so he fled here" Pras told.

"Can I? struggling because of what?" ask Zahira.

"Oh, at least just a common misunderstanding. Later they will also improve again, only for now mamah marin stay here first yes"

"Yes" said Zahira who did not mind.

He worked as usual, with Pras he left in the morning and came home in the afternoon. Leaving Dian alone at home all day, at first it was no problem. But later Dian felt lonely, until one night he said.

"Can't you take leave Pras, mamah lonely at home"

"Darling dong mah if Pras took a leave of absence"

"So you can stay home alone?" asked Dian with a grim face.

"It's not like that." said Pras who did not know what to say.

He can at least argue with his mother, inevitably he finally followed the wishes of the mother. Zahira who knows it a little furious, of course because the results of the leave Pras took will have an impact in the future.

"If you don't take a leave we can collect the leave money for the needs of our baby, after all there is no serious problem that requires you to take a leave of absence" he said.

"Well how else? you know I can't argue mama"

"But you can love understanding, Saturday is Sunday you are also off mas"

"Already the deck, this is just a small problem so do not exaggerate yes." Pras persuaded.

Zahira still can't take it.