My Husband is a Ningrat

Season 2's. [ WOUND ]

Father asked me and Kaysan to gather with him. Just three, no mother.

This is so heart-wrenching. I'll definitely talk about something serious.

"What's wrong, Jani's afraid." My whisper in Kaysan's ear. He pulled my hand and held it.

"There I am, calm down."

Kaysan continued to hold my hand, tightly, as my hand was so cold.

"Calm down, baby." Kaysan kissed my forehead.

Ayahanda.

"You both remember Father when you were young. When love shakes everything."

Father's words provoked me to hear it. Just this time Ayahanda said his youth, the times where the young blood slalu make us lulled atmosphere, and sometimes sad to remember. Sad because when young, there is only selfishness that tantalizes anything to do, including in defying the rules.

"There is no need to talk Ayahanda, just say the purpose of Ayahanda here. Don't you hate me and Rinjani?" said Kaysan, as usual his tone was calm but so sweeping.

Now that I'm panicking, panic if Kaysan gets out of control. Because lately his heart has exploded so easily. And, that scares me.

"Go home, Father will not force you to continue my position, Father will wait for you and Rinjani to be ready."

Kaysan laughed, so bitter that it shook his heart.

"Rinjani is going home, but I'm not!!!" kaysan's words were so deep in my ears.

"What does it mean mas? I don't want to go home, don't I miss my home and my hometown?" buggyu.

Kaysan sighed, "I'll be home when my task is done, I'm sorry Rinjani."

"I don't want to go home!!! I don't want to if not with Kaysan mas." I said hysterically.

"SILENCE!"

That's what Father said that made me flinch.

I looked down with tears flooding my face, my hands shaking. Kaysan let me go just like that, without guilt, without a binding longing, let alone without a burden. Kaysan was so easy to let me go home. Wouldn't he be lonely if not with me, or Kaysan did intend to stay away from me because all this time I was just bothering him. These bad thoughts are wallowing in my head. I'm just a naive wife, who wants everything to be okay.

"Say the reason?" Ayahanda.

I hid behind Kaysan's arm while sobbing. My hands hugged Kaysan's stomach.

"There's a job contract and I can't leave it. Sorry."

"Until when?" ask Ayahanda.

"Five more months, exactly one year the contract expires."

I wiped my tears, "Five months is long, long for me who's never far from you." These are not romantic words, let alone seduction. This is me with all the greed that only Kaysan wants near me.

My tears are flowing again, more than ever. A day away from Kaysan has made me lonely, let alone five months, it feels like five years. For a long time, it was even hard to imagine five months without Kaysan.

"It's hard for me, too, Jani. Understand, there is a responsibility I must complete. Go home to Java, there you will not be lonely." said Kaysan, he kissed the top of my head many times, "I will go home when it is time. Trust me, I'm just for you."

"Blog, break the promise." My voice sounds sad. But when I looked up and saw his face Kaysan also looked miserable.

In Kaysan's arms, I felt a sense of warmth as he sang my favorite song. Her tone was stammering, with a hand that kept stroking my hair.

"Later baba comes birth time. I promise, but don't cry anymore. It hurt me even more because I couldn't keep you company in your hardest time conceiving our child. Maafin baba's... This is all out of my control."

I still sobbed in Kaysan's chest, "Mas remembers our son's HPL, right. We have to be home before our child's date of birth. Baba has to promise to come. Otherwise, bubu will be angry."

Kaysan smiled, and nodded.

I rubbed the corner of Kaysan's eyes.

"Tomorrow before Jani gets home, Jani will make a cake for Kaysan's mas."

Kaysan kept smiling.

"Alright, now go inside. Let me and Ayahanda speak four eyes."

I lyric Ayahanda with the tail of my eyes, Ayahanda only silent to watch the drama of husband and wife who are reluctant to separate.

"But Jani does not want to stay in the main house, Jani is afraid to be alone."

"Get in the room." said Kaysan again which I must obey.

In the room there was my mother.

"Mother isn't asleep?" ask me after washing your face in the room sink.

"How can Mother sleep if my children are still in court by Father." Mother smiled, "Ayahanda did not start well and Ayahanda wanted to fix it. Sometimes parents just want the best for their children. But sometimes the way is wrong. Forgive my husband cah ayu, I will not disturb your happiness anymore."

My throat is choked, does that mean that Ayahanda has approved me as a daughter-in-law. And there was no more frenzy to separate me and Kaysan after this. God, can I hope that this is the sweet fruit of the escape of me and Kaysan. Or, there was something bad that happened until Father lowered his ego to accept me. God, I feel like I'm being played with.

"Tomorrow we'll go to the obstetrician to make sure you're safe for the flight."

I nodded, this is what I wanted. Return to Java with two seasons that make me comfortable. However, without Kaysan my life is tasteless, like a salted fish forget to be given salt.

My mother told me a lot about everything that made me happy. His youth, and the first time he met Ayahanda.

"The mother is not a Ningrat cah ayu, but the mother's parents have power. So what Mother's going through isn't as bad as you." Mother laughed a little.

"The mother only needs to obey the rules of the palace and do the tasks given by your grandmother. Mother used to also learn to make ubo rempe, learn to dance, who taught your grandmother. Error, Mother is often pinched, so Mother also often pinched Kaysan." Mother laughed, poignant. It turns out that many wounds are embedded in the heart of Mother, not yet the wounds of sharing a husband.

"But you're lucky, Kaysan has no intention of having another wife. Because Kaysan knew how devastated Mother's life was when Ayahanda asked permission to marry again. At that time Kaysan was small, naughty, but in his heart, was the one who understood his mother the most." Mother smiled bitterly, her eyes glazed, "Mother is disappointed, Mother is angry, but Mother can not do anything. Mother can only resign, because at that time the parents of Ayahanda still exist. Still living by the ancient guidelines held firm by Ayahanda." Mother sighed and wiped her tears.

"Mothers can legowo like this takes time and a long process. It's not easy, even at the lowest point in your life, you ever intend to go and give up." My mother smiled, she looked at me. I'm fragile.

I hugged Mother, and seconds later my mother and I sobbed together.

It's not easy for me, and neither is Mother. Is it only women who are the ones who are hurt in the magnificent royal stopover.

There is a condition to be happy, other than to sacrifice feelings.

Tell me. Let me feel that.

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