My Prayer From Forbidden Places

Raisa's husband (Pov)

The wise man said that love grows not because it finds its perfect partner, but the ability to accept the weaknesses of that partner perfectly

My wife should have realized, as her husband, I would never be perfect. No husband is perfect.

If you want to achieve the perfection of his partner ..; lead, not demand! If guided he will be a guide, but if demanded he will only be a claim.

Unhappiness happens because the soul is always demanding, not grateful, right?  All the events that make us unhappy because our soul demands are not met!

I think all husbands on this earth desire the same, that is, to be responsible to their wives and children. So did I as her husband Raisa.

As long as I was evicted from our rented house in Depok, I went straight to my parents' house in Tanggerang.

Actually I just want to go home for a while, just looking for a loan of money to pay the wages of my men who have not been paid. Because I have to pay, if not the threat of imprisonment.

“Unlike you normally stay, overnight here. Did you fight with Raisa?” Say hello to my mother while serving hot coffee on the living room table.

I only answered him with a nod of the head that still felt stiff because of the burden of my life that piled up.

“Makanya, so the young man do not be a fool, oruh!. Time out of marriage directly pretentious to separate from his parents? Hence ... if it is his son, the mother must be obedient! Tuh, example of your brothers!”

“Aduh Mommy, please do not me grumbled by Mom's nag. I have more problems, Mom ...!”

“Alah, indeed you are his son a mother who cannot be proud, really! Try you used to be fooled by Sofia, it must have tasted your life, now!”

“I need a solution, mom! I have a lot of debt. Now being chased by my men.”

“Loh, why are you being chased?”

“Their work merit I haven't paid ..”

Mom's face was flabbergasted. Then he closed his seat beside me. As a mother who always thought of me as her little child, of course she did not want anything to happen with me.

I guess any mother often thinks that her son is any adult, still the little boy who never grew up. That's how my mom's been treating me all along.

“Nah .. Yes, right. Finally your mother is the one who is in trouble. Try you out first, Mother!” mother said while holding my arm.

I don't know when my mother always treated me like a child? I shook my mother's hand slowly.

Shortly after, my brother emerged from the living room. “Already Bu …! Don't keep bringing up the problem. Akbar this need solution.” Said my sister sitting next to my mother.

“Sana ke-kitchen .. You eat first! After your stomach is filled we talk about the solution.” exclaimed Big Brother Tiyas told me to have breakfast. She is my fourth sister.

I tried smilingly nodding my head at him, then moved from my seat to the dining room. In front of the dining table, it turns out I did not want to eat the food that was in session. I ate only a little, then hurried back to walk into the living room.

I really hope, Big Brother Tiyas is quick to provide a solution.

“What are you having trouble weighing anyway, Akbar?” ask her after I sit back next to my mom.

When I answered, my mother interrupted him. “Usaha this Akbar project failed, Tiyas! Tricked friend. All aluminum products are not paid. Keep his friend missing!”my mother's voice seemed to represent my feelings.

“Truely so, Bar?” ask Brother Tiyas to me.

“Akbar said it to Mom, that's how it is!” Overwrite my mother didn't give me a chance to answer Kak Tiyas's question.

Seeing my mother always interrupting the conversation, my mouth was lazy to speak.

“Mother .. Let Akbar tell him himself ma'am! Don't get used to Mother considers Akbar her little child Mother who must always be defended …! He already has a wife and children, you know, Mom!”

“Indeed Akbar's attitude is still like a child, really! The proof is without my supervision, his friend alone dared to deceive him.” My mother won't blame my sister.

“Isterinya never attention as Akbar's business, anyway. Lagian Akbar .. why he got a wife I did not approve of ..!” oceh my mother while putting on her sour face.

“Yaelah …. Mama! it has nothing to do with my problems now, Mom!” I said straighten out my mother's conversation that has been deviated everywhere.

“Ya ... very related, lah!” reply my mother won't lose.

“Aduh ... how the hell, bu ...! My mind is fucked up when I talk to Mom!” my soldiers in high voices.

“Have .... already .. Gini only.” between Brother Tiyas straighten back our chat direction.

“ Ongkos of your unpaid men how much, Bar ..?”

“About 5 millions, Brother! But my capital borrowed from Raisa's savings, I spent it. And now the angry Raisa big angry ..” said I'm shriveled.

“How much did you spend?” ask Brother.

“Ya, almost 50 millions.”

Hearing that number, my brother gawked in shock. While my mother looked down limp, maybe she never expected it.

“This is also because of Mother anyway .. always spoil Akbar since childhood. As a result, solving household problems alone must run to Mother again.” Mbak Tiyas scolded my mother. My mother just couldn't dodge it.

“Gina only, yes Akbar. When my husband comes home, I talk to him. Your problem is also we musyawarahkan with other brothers, so that your problems can be solved together.”

The next day, our family got together. They're in talks about my problems. In the middle of them I was just being the youngest who was being sickly.

Suddenly, my brother-in-law who had been my master laughed loudly. “Huahaha..”.

Seeing my Brother-in-law laughing, my sisters gawked at him without understanding.

“Akbar ... Akbar .. so you are not fooled. Little offended! Open your own business, do not tell me.” Omel My Sister-in-law. “I said so ..., so that you are smart and can do your own business like me. So, it is not easy to deceive others!”

There is regret running through my heart. Why at that time I had to quit my job from my brother-in-law's place of business. Try me to keep working there, maybe Raisa's money is not until I spend it.

“Iya Kak, Sorry .. I regret ..”

Although my brother-in-law is hard-willed, but he is forgiving, and his caring is high. “Ya already if so.. for the business of your men's wages. Let me handle it ..”

I'm so glad I heard that. Fortunately I still have brothers who care as much as they do.

“Finely, Akbar joined the cooperation of Sister-in-law only.” proposed by Kak Tiyas.

“Iya, Brother ..”

“For a while you stay here just the same Mom.” Pinta My Mother.  “Do not go back to Raisa. Sofia may still want to be Akbar's wife .”

“Iiibuuu ..” Excite Kak Tiyas. “Sinful atuh, separate Akbar's relationship with Raisa!”

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Actually I really want to be frank with my Sister-in-law, but I'm ashamed to say it.

I want to borrow 50 million to return my debt to Raisa. But .. It is impossible that he gave him such a loan.

Let me now work with my Sister-in-law, while collecting money little by little until my wife's money is paid off.

About 2-weeks I don't dare to meet my wife in a rented house.

My heart longs to meet my daughter. I hope the pain doesn't recur. When that happens, my wife must be very troubled without me beside her.

I am so sorry and so missing my wife. But ..for sure he will be angry, if I come not to bring the money. I can't bear to see him so angry like last time.

So ... I decided to monitor him from afar, until I had the money back to pay off my debt to him.

Once upon a time …

“Mas Yono .. Mas Yono .. do not see my wife, yes Mas?” My greeting to a man in his 40s who has been familiar with me all this time.

I accidentally stopped at a coffee shop not far from my rented house, when I saw Mas Yono hanging out at the coffee shop.

The person I was talking to just looked at me confused looking for my wife. “What is my wife coming home to Bandung huh, Mas?” ask again.

“Loh, how are you Akbar! Isn't that her husband? I asked him instead!” sahut Mas Akbar's.

“Yes, Mas! But ... I've been 2 weeks away. We had a big fight, Mas!”

“Oalah..It, anyway!” said Mas Yono who came from Java.

“Come, coffee first Akbar. Let plong your mind!” bring him. “Add one more coffee, Sir ..!” the message was to the coffee seller.

I also sat in front of him. “The household issue I'm dealing with is heavy Mas!”

“Sabar .. Everyone who is married must have experienced like your household. We must deal with it patiently. What's the problem with your household.”

“Long story, Mas!”

“Drink ... drink .. coffee first, let your gala disappear.”

“Iya, Mas.” Answer me with a witty. After sipping the coffee I poured in the lepek, I also told stories ranging from the beginning of the aluminum project business to a great quarrel with my wife.

“Jadi ... I ask for help with Mas Yono if you don't mind.”

“Ask what please?”

“Please find out about my wife, have you returned to Bandung, or are you at work where, so Mas?”

“Oh, so?”

“Iya, Mas. Let me feel calm. I really asked for help, yes, same Mas Yono!”

“Why don't you just wait for his house, until he's there? Who knew he hadn't come back to Bandung?”

“No dare, I met him Mas! I'm gonna go get some money, Mom. Before I had a lot of money, I didn't dare to meet him.”

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