
"Loh Mba Mira's coming home? Where's Doni? How to go home with Mom and Dad?" that's the question my sister Devi asked when we got home.
I'm two brothers, my brother Devi is still in college. Devi attended one of the universities of Yogyakarta. Devi is currently on holiday so she decides to stay at home.
"Yet not in the mood" I walked into my room when I was a girl.
"Why the hell, sir?" I heard Devi ask Mom and Dad.
"Udah need not be discussed. Mba you again fight with your mother and father alike I picked up" explained Mother.
"What problem?" whispered Devi curious
"Udah ah I want to help Mbok ready to eat dinner first"
In the room I kept crying somehow my tears stopped to come out.
I feel like a stupid woman these past few months.
Whether because I'm stupid, can't give offspring, not beautiful anymore or is it Mas Doni who feels less like me or something else? Butwhat? Why did the house I wanted become like this? Why do I have to be like this?
My cry grew louder and my mind began to go where.
Geck.. Geck.. Geck..
"Mir, eat first nduk. Mom's waiting at the dinner table huh" invited Mom who was outside my room door.
Without answering I rushed to take a shower so that I did not look chaotic in front of my parents and then I went out to the dining room.
On the dining table there was only the sound of the clangs of plates and spoons.
"Why didn't you tell me that Doni was ********** was like that?" the voice of the Father broke the silence on the dining table.
"Sir" scolded Mother
I was silent as well as Devi who put on a confused face but did not dare to say anything to ask about what happened between me and Mas Doni.
"Your decision to part with Doni is very correct, I don't care if your son becomes a widow. You are alive, still willing to take care of you. You are really devastated so you know for the last six months you were treated like that as your husband" said the Father in a sad tone.
After dinner, I went back to my room. Devi came into my room without knocking on the door.
"Mba? Can I have nanya?" said Devi
I silently watched her.
"What's the problem with Mba Mira and Mas Doni?"
I started to tell Devi everything, of course my only sister was surprised by what her sister-in-law had done. Even Devi intended to go to Ayu, but I forbade her because this was the problem of the three of us.
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"You really made Papa lose face in front of Mira's parents! What do you see from Ayu? Less what's Mira like to be your wife?" Papa said
Doni just kept silent not daring to speak because he knew he was guilty.
"Papa can't help you because it's your fault Don. You can't be a coward you have to make your decision" Papa continued
"Yes I don't want to be separated from Mira, Pa" said Doni
"How important is that woman?" ask Papa
"I'm going to leave Ayu, Pa"
"Mama's sure Mira won't be able to take it all Don. Your mistake in the date house has been fatal son" said Mama
"So how am I supposed to be Ma, Pa?"
"The only way is to follow Mira's will and you have to take responsibility for Ayu. You can't be a coward, you have to solve your problems like a grown man" Papa said
"In charge? I didn't impregnate Ayu Pa and I still love Mira anyway. What I'm doing because I'm a khilaf"
"It's not because Ayu is pregnant but because you have dared to play with fire then you should be able to extinguish it Doni. Please you are not a child Papa is still a child so Papa asks you to be a man now."
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"Assynogaic"
"Milkahmur"
"Can I see Mira for a minute, ma'am?"
Mother called.
I walked out of the room to the living room to see who came and wanted to see me.
There was a man sitting on my mother's living room chair, I knew the owner of the body, that's Mas Doni.
"Well, what else are you here?" I asked who surprised him
"Daddy, can I talk to you for a second?" Doni stood up from his seat.
"Well, what's the talk? If to withdraw my words that want to separate from you, I can't"
"Not that Deck. Come with me for a minute, will you? Do we talk outside?"
Without answering I turned my body back to the room to change clothes.
Mas Doni took me away from home, we looked for a place where only the two of us could talk.