My Sorting Comes When He's Already Gone
Gibran regrets marriage to Ayu
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3 Years have passed, when I have separated from Bella and built a household with Ayu. Unfortunately, during the household with Ayu. Not the calmness or peace that I get, but the feeling of disappointment, anger, fatigue, even it feels like he wants to die living a household hick with Ayu.
"Yu, why aren't you ready for breakfast? You know I'm going to work." I was busy, looking for my work clothes that were somewhere put by Ayu. He said my work clothes were in the closet, but there wasn't one.
"Buy me, I'm busy. You don't see me in nail care anymore?" I sighed softly looking at Ayu's increasingly incipient behavior, instead of serving me well. He even takes care of himself.
"Yes, when do you want to buy breakfast outside? During our marriage you never cooked for me, even my mother intervened to cook.
"Okay, Mum! You are such a complicated person anyway! You have money, right? Just buy it anyway, you don't see me busy anymore. I'm in nail care again, I don't want my nails to break." I rubbed my face roughly, why could I marry a woman like Ayu who could only beautify herself.
"Yu, you said work clothes, Mas's in the closet. How I'm looking for nothing." Ayu looked at me and frowned.
"What time?" After a short talk, he took care of his nails again and did not care about me anymore, even though the clock had shown at 7 am. I should have been on the way to the office.
"Yu, please help your husband. I want to work, but my work clothes are not in the closet. You said my work clothes were washed and rubbed. But why is it empty." Suddenly, Ayu stopped his activities. He got up from his seat and walked towards the kitchen. "Well, Yu? Where are you going? Why go to the kitchen?"
"A moment, Mas," cried Ayu hurriedly towards the kitchen. I followed him from behind. When he was close to Ayu, he just silently stared while looking at the washing machine that had been stacked with dirty clothes.
"Mas," softly covered with a sad face, he put on a hardened face.
"Why, Yu? Where is my work shirt? Why are you even looking at the washing machine?" I looked at him in wonder, he still had a parched face.
"That-" Ayu pointed towards the washing machine. I also approached the washing machine that had been equipped with clothes. When I saw the pile of clothes, I was surprised to see my work clothes were still in the washing machine mourned with other dirty clothes.
"Sorry, Mas. I forgot to wash my clothes. As I recall, I've washed your work clothes." I rubbed my face violently, restraining the emotions I had endured long ago. I tried to take a deep breath, so my emotions wouldn't come out. "Mas, don't be mad. Later deh clothes, Mas I wash," he said berelayut spoiled, making me sick of half-mucus.
"Why do you say the same, Mom. If the clothes are washed? If all the work clothes are dirty, then what do I wear?"
"Borrow it to a friend first, Mom."
"That's your eyes!" I hissed with his idea, he thought my friend didn't do anything, "in that case, wash my clothes now. I'll ask the same boss, to come in during the day." I passed away and Ayu died alone in the washing machine room.
"Gibran, have you had breakfast?" mother asked, I just woke up. I just shook my head.
"Gibran hasn't eaten Ma'am, Ayu said I should buy breakfast outside." Mom just grunted annoyed.
"Yes, already. For a while you leave first. You just buy it out. You go to work, it'll be late." I was still in front of my mother. To make him wonder at my attitude, "loh, why silence? Where to go to work, you want to skip work? Remember, Bran. You still have a lot of debt, do not let you be fired from the company. I don't want this house taken by the bank!"
"Where does Gibran want to work, ma'am. My work clothes are still dirty, not a single shirt is clean. Ayu said she washed yesterday. In fact, my work clothes are still in the washing machine."
"What did you say? Let's wash clothes? When?"
"Yesterday, he said yesterday I was washing my work clothes." I just shook my head, and laughed, "why laugh? Something's funny."
"Bronze, Gibran. You want to be lied to by Ayu. Yesterday, your wife wasn't home all day. She went out of nowhere, I don't know. Obviously, he just got home. When you just got home."
"What time, Mom? Yesterday he said, cape. Do all the housework all day. Even I don't want to help Ayu." Mom hit my arm.
"God! Don't be reckless! You know, not all day. The one doing the housework is Mom! Not Ayu! You've been lied to by your wife!" Mom looked upset when I told her about Ayu. He said he cleaned the house all day. In fact he went out of nowhere, and let my mother work at home.
I who was upset, decided to meet Ayu in the kitchen, as well as see her work. Whether he has washed my clothes or not.
"Well, you're done washing clothes, Ma-" I stopped as I saw the washing machine still piled up. Not even rinsed at all, "where is he? Why isn't he here? Said he was gonna wash my work clothes." I walked into the washing machine, apparently my clothes have not been washed. Yes, Allah. Is this a punishment for me because I threw away Bella and my son? Because of my selfishness to marry Ayu? Is this karma for my mother who always treated Bella badly and you sent Ayu to make my mother a maid in her own house?
"Dark! OPEN DOOR! I KNOW YOU'RE IN THE ROOM! OPEN DOOR!" I kept banging on the door, I knew he was in the room watching the drakor on his laptop, "AYU, OPEN THE DOOR! IF YOU DON'T OPEN THE DOOR TO THIS ROOM. I'LL BREAK THIS DOOR!" threaten me, not for how long. He opened the door with his face.
"What the hell, Mom! Don't be rich crazy. Why are you yelling in front of our room?"
"It." I show you dirty clothes in my hands, "why don't you wash my clothes? I told you to wash your work clothes, Mas. Why don't you do my bidding?" He just poked his lips and looked at the nails he had just taken care of.
"Mas, can you see my nails, right? Do you know not? I took care of these nails. If I wash dirty clothes in the washing machine, I'm afraid my nails are broken. That's why I don't wash clothes."
"Y......!!!!" I grabbed my hair hard and screamed loudly, blurting out the emotions that I had long since felt.
