My Love is Wrong

Pram told me everything

I feel strange, why suddenly mbak Pipin, wife Pram call me. What's the matter again.

All sorts of estimates are in my head they're guessing what exactly happened.

"Fra... "

"Yesa Ma'am..."

" I've wanted to call you for a long time, but Pram doesn't want to. Hmmmm... Ara..."

I started dag dig dug. Will I be sprayed again like I used to? I'm starting to feel uncomfortable.

" Yes, yes..." I think I should be patient, listen to what Pipin means call me and answer the questions.

" fra... Sorry I am... I once said rude and inappropriate to you at that time. I'm really sorry."

I listened to Pipin's words on the phone.

"Please listen to what I'm saying.."

"Yes, ma'am."

" At first I had a hard time accepting the fact that my husband likes you and even loves you so much. But now I can understand why my husband loves you so much. Pram already told me about your relationship back when you were in High School."

I suddenly cried.

"Don't cry Ar... I know you're not who I was accusing you of. I know who my husband is, I know exactly how he is. Well yeah.... This is Ar's destiny. Destiny finally brought me to you. I'm glad I got to know you. I'm sorry for my words first..."

"I'm the one who's sorry. Ma'am Pipin was not wrong, I was wrong. Sorry I mbak. I've ruined my happiness with Pram. Sorry me. I'm really sorry."

"I'm sorry, Ar. I said what I didn't deserve. Sorry I'm so..." Pipin's words that sound like they're crying, too.

"I was wrong... I'm sorry." I said while crying.

"That's Ar... Pram told me everything. Now I can understand and forgive you and my husband. I was wrong to expect you Ar... Sorry about the mbak..."

"Mbak Pipin is not wrong... I was wrong, mbak."

I keep repeating those words. For whatever reason I was wrong.

"That's it... What we forgot about... You want to be my sister Ar..."

I'm adding a hiccup.

" and..."

"Yes mbak... Would Pipin forgive me?" My toot.

"Yeah Ar... We forgive each other.... You want to be my sister, right..."

"Yeah Ma'am... I am very happy mbak. Makasi yaa mbak..."

Then my conversation with Mr. Pipin just flowed.

"Yes, it's Ar... Tomorrow when we call again... It's Pram he said he's going to the printing press."

"Yes mbak..."

The phone was turned off by Pipin.

There is a feeling of relief in my heart. Eventually, Pipin forgave me and even considered me his sister.

I'm very grateful, and that's very unexpected. It was all beyond my expectations.

There is a question why Pipin's attitude has changed that way. Did something happen? But I think I should not need to know the reason that made Mbak Pipin change his attitude.

A few hours later my husband and children came home from the Mall.

"Ma... It's default. We also bought fruit.. Mama's favorite fruit.."Arini said as she gave me a packet of vegetables and a package of fruit

to me.

I looked at the bundle of fruit in my hand, and the lecturer in it. I smile.

" Thank you for the orange Dek..."I said while kissing Arini and Arini's hair hugging me.

We also had dinner together.

After dinner, my children went straight back to their room while my husband and I sat on the porch.

I looked at the flowers I had planted this afternoon. Looks alive and fertile.

My husband and I talked about our children and our jobs.

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PREMATURE

After I finished the call with Ara, I sat down near my wife.

"Pa.... Makasi yaa has given me the opportunity to talk Ara ma."

"Yeah Ma'am... Papa is happy now that mom is not angry ma Ara anymore. But...." I did not continue my words.

"But what's Pa? Papa must be wondering why you can stop angry ma Ara? Aye..." My wife said with a smile.

I smiled and nodded.

" lt... I know and know who my husband is. I know you very well Pa. I know you. Sorry for me Pa..."

I'm relieved that Pipin and Ara have finally made up.