My Sorting Comes When He's Already Gone
The quarrel at the dinner table
"Bran, what are you doing again? You're not resting? You just got home from work.” I looked at my mother and smiled.
“Gibran again wash clothes, coincidentally this work shirt will be used again for tomorrow's meeting.” Mother stroked his chest, maybe he felt sorry to see his son washing his own clothes, even though there was a wife at home.
"Why should you wash your clothes now? There's no other shirt to wear tomorrow."
"There, anyway. But it must be this shirt that will be worn tomorrow." My mother put on a face of pity, seeing my fate is apes, "mom don't be lethargic. After all just wash one shirt, if I ask for help with my wife, surely she will not want to. Do you know what Ayu's nature is?" Mother nodded slowly, sign agreeing with my words.
"I'm sorry, Mom, son. If Mother did not join the Mothers who used to. Maybe your friend will not know Ayu with you, if only time can be played back. I want to live with Bella and Mom's granddaughter." He closed his eyes, glaring far away, a sense of tightness already filled his chest space. Even his tears had washed his cheeks. I can't bear to see my mother grieving like this.
Slowly I pulled her little body in my arms, I rubbed her back so that she would not be sad anymore, "mom don't be sad. I'm still on Mom's side. For trouble, Ayu. Let me take care of that."
"Once again, I'm sorry, Mom." Again his weeping of sadness broke out in my embrace. Even my tears almost fell on my cheeks, remembering when Bella treated me badly.
"Mom, don't be sad anymore. If Mom keeps going like this, when do I wash her clothes? Next year?" Mom chuckled with my joke. Nothing, at least it can amuse him.
“Let Mother wash your clothes, you take a shower first, eat it up. I'm ready for fried chicken as well as vegetables."
“Truly, Mom? Thank you, Bu.” I walked towards my room, intending to take a shower before dinner. When I entered the room, I saw Ayu sleeping in bed while eating snacks and seeing Korean Drama on the laptop. Lazy to see his face, I went straight into the bathroom.
15 Minutes later.
“Loh, Mass. You're home from work? I don't know yes,” asked Ayu, only I didn't comment on her words, “Mas, I asked you. Why not answer?”
“Sorry, yes. I am lazy to talk to you. I'm tired of just getting home from work, I haven't eaten either.” I immediately gawked away leaving Ayu in the room alone.
"Mas, Gibran? Mas?" Ayu just kept calling her husband, unfortunately his call was not heard by the husband, “Mas Gibran kok rich is that the same me? What am I wrong?” Curious about her husband's attitude. Ayu went straight out of the room to follow her husband into the kitchen. When we reached the kitchen. She saw her husband eating with his mother. Seeing her husband and in-laws eating at the table. Make Ayu's stomach sound. She approached her husband at the dinner table.
“Wah, you guys eat well. How am I not invited anyway? I also want to loh, eat your mother's cooking.” Confidently, he sat at the dinner table. Seeing my mother's sour face, I made sure my mother was not happy if there was Ayu at this dinner table.
“The power of this fried chicken is delicious.” When Ayu wanted to take the chicken thigh, my mother quickly grabbed the chicken thigh. Makes Ayu flinch in shock.
“Bu, how rich is that attitude to me? I'm hungry, Mom. I also want to eat that fried chicken.” Ayu whines like a child, she looks at me with her sad face, “Mas, I want that chicken thigh. I want to eat, Mas. I'm hungry.” Once, when I saw Ayu's face, I felt very sorry for her. But now, that pity had turned into disgust.
“Mas, why is it silent? I want to eat that chicken thigh. Please bring one in your mother's hand, Mas.”
“Lazy, I'm hungry again. So don't bother me.” I went back to eating. While my mother looks happy because no one is defending Ayu.
“You if you want to eat, just order online. Usually, they also order online. Have you ever cooked in this house.” Ayu looked at my mother cynically, and snickered her lips.
“I'm again lazy order to eat through online, I want chicken thighs it.” He pointed at the fried chicken thigh with his pouting face, hoping. My mom gave him one.
“I told you, you don't eat this chicken thigh. It's for Gibran breakfast tomorrow morning.” Mom kept holding on to that chicken thigh, “you never cooked for my son. Because you never cooked for Gibran. She gets hungry when she leaves for work, it should be your responsibility to be a wife!”
“Loh, why am I to blame? If indeed Mas Gibran starved at work. He should have ordered a meal outside. Why should I be blamed.” Mother rounded her eyes with the attitude of Ayu who did not care about her own husband. He clenched his teeth with high emotion.
“HEH! You think my son has a lot of money? Every day he ordered to eat out. Whose monthly salary could run out.” My mother's breath has gone up and down, “asal you know yes, my son has a lot of debt. It's all because of you, you asked for a fancy party at the hotel. You also ask for expensive items for your dowry. I should have just given you a cheap item for your wedding, you did not deserve a high dowry from my son!” accuse my mother of making Ayu's face red with anger
Brak's..!
With her tightness, Ayu hits the dining table. “Listen yes! I asked for high dowry and luxury goods to the mother's son. Because I deserve it. I should have been able to ask for more than that dowry by now. It's just that I feel sorry for Mas Gibran. I should be grateful to have a ghost like me.” Ayu's breathing is no less fierce than my mother's seen her breathing up and down. He has been throwing all his anger at my mother.
“If you can't marry me, say from the beginning. Let me go with the Sultan's men out there and not marry him!” He spoke and pointed at me. If only she wasn't my wife. I can confirm that his neck is broken in my hand.
“Yu, don't you raise your voice in front of me! Don't you point me with your dirty fingers!”
“What, Mas? You said my finger was dirty?”
“Iya, why? You don't accept? I don't like a rich dissident's wife. If you don't want to follow my rules, please leave this house.” Finally, the words that I had been listening to all along were channeled as well. It's been a long time since I've wanted to drive Ayu out of this house and throw her as far away as possible.
“Mas, are you serious about what you said just now? You're not kidding me anymore, are you?” His face panicked after I said that. If he wants to go and die, I don't mind. I am happy and happy.
