MY POOR HUSBAND WAS SEIZED BY THE PERJOR TAJIR
CHAPTER 13
This one month has been a very hard time for me in living my days. Which usually every day there is always Mas Randi, now half in one week there is no Mas Randi, sometimes my heart feels empty. Blank. Like losing half a heart.
When I needed Mas Randi's presence, sometimes when Mas Randi wasn't with me, so I couldn't do anything about it. In addition to patience and prayer, may this be the way of heaven for me.
It turns out that sharing a husband requires a wife to be able to be independent and tough. We must not be weak, let alone have children that we must raise.
I often imagine the past, the time was still in the beauty of our little family togetherness.
When the four of us rode Mas Randi butut motorcycles, the four of us huddled. Reyhan in front and Rafael in the middle between me and Mas Randi. The kids sang cheerfully on the bike, the bike drove slowly towards a traditional market close to our house, we would buy food ingredients for stock one week ahead.
I also bought children's toys at old grandparents toy sellers. The price of toys that are very cheap is only a few thousand dollars. The children cheered cheerfully as they received their new toys. Then we went home with a happy heart.when we arrived at the house Mas Randi took the children to play his new toys in the yard of our spacious rented house.
I began to cook with passion and prepare lunch for my family, while listening to the babble of children who were playing cheerfully with his father. There was the screaming of the children. My life felt so perfect at the time.
Ah happy at that time, even though we were lacking materially, for daily meals should be mediocre, but I was never lacking time, affection and togetherness with my beloved family.
Now things have changed. It's not like it used to be. Now everything's scheduled. Scheduled for sometimes impartial times.
It turns out that abundant material cannot make a person happy. It is precisely the whole family that is always together in joy and sorrow, which can make life full of happiness and perfection.
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I opened my smartphone, when there was a notification sms coming in. Sms from the bank. There is a nominal entrance transfer of twenty million rupiah. I just remembered today's date one. Maybe this is the living money of Mas Randi. Somehow the amount of money he gave me, I don't know. The important thing is Mas Randi gives me and the kids a regular living every month.
The profit yield from my shop as well every month is huge. Almost a hundred million dollars a month. All the money I saved in my personal account.
Desire for my desire one by one has been achieved even with an unusual path. Yes, it's unusual. Maybe this is what is called all the journey of life there is a silver lining.
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Two months have passed since Mas Randi married again. I've started to make peace with the situation. I am getting used to my heart. I am more cheerful and excited to live my days even though the situation is not the same as before.
I never once asked about Ririn to Mas Randi. I never asked her about the wedding day and the circumstances after they got married. Mas Randi only occasionally told me about Ririn.
"Have you had breakfast yet?" I asked when Mas Randi just got to my house after I welcomed him.
"Mas already breakfast Deck, this morning Ririn already masakin Mas. We think rich kids can't cook. But it can cook" said Mas Randi.
In my view Ririn is a good and obedient wife. Mas Randi now looks cleaner, manicured and handsome. The clothes used by Mas Randi have now turned neat and classy.
I haven't had time to buy a new outfit for Mas Randi, although now I have a lot of money. I still need more rest because of my weak pregnancy. My days are sleeping more. The doctor said I can't move much. Just occasionally I go to the store while Mas Randi is on schedule in my shop.
Every time Mas Randi would visit my house, Ririn would always bring me and the kids souvenirs. Food or toys. Never once without a hand.
I was also as sorry to bring my cake when Mas Randi was going to visit Ririn's house. Mas Randi said, Ririn said my cake is delicious.
Ever since they got married, I've never met Ririn once. Let it. I'd rather be like this. The heart is calm and the mind is comfortable without jealousy and other feelings.
Mas Randi also always leaves and goes home on time. Never more or less. Sandy is always fair.
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Today Mas Randi's schedule came to my house. We'll control the obstetrician. My current content has stepped on 5 months. I'm better, not like in the beginning. I never had a fleck again.
The doctor said my baby would be healthy and female. I saw a glow of happiness on Mas Randi's face when I heard the doctor's words.
"Alhamdulillah yes Dek. I can't wait to hold the baby again. May our prospective child always be healthy, perfect and born safely yes dear" said Mas Randi stroked my stomach when We were in the car to go home. Mas Randi's face was sparkling, just like it was when we were waiting for the birth of Reyhan and Rafael.
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About a month later, Mas Randi came home to my house with unusual circumstances, Mas Randi like restless. The look on his face was tense and like he was carrying a lot of weight.
"Mas why? Like there's a problem?" I asked carefully to Mas Randi when we were sitting on the sofa in the middle of our house.
Mas Randi looked at me, hesitating to talk. His lips moved slightly but did not make a sound. Minutes later Mas Randi spoke.
"Sorry Mas, Deck. Ririns.. Ririn's pregnant. Yaw.. Adek do not ask for divorce to Mas ya.. Mas please Deck.. Mas please.." said Mas Randi, his voice was clear and his hands clasped my clasped hands.
I'm speechless. Digests speech.
"Ririn forgot to take her Pill. Mas, I'm sorry, Dek. Don't stay on Dek.. Please pity the children. Pity our baby is Dek.." continued Mas Randi who now has tears in his eyes, seconds later his tears fell on both cheeks. Then Mas Randi hugged me tightly. Then I kissed my stomach which was starting to look big.
