Not a Savings Woman

Drive out

"You can take care of Bilal, right?" Haris looked at Jihan who was dressing up in front of the dresser.

"Can it be, why?" ask Jihan ketus. Look at the image of the husband from the mirror. 

"Yes, from now on you take care of him. Don't depend on Ainaya continuously. Bilal is our son. I'm afraid he'll be closer to Ainaya than to you" Haris explained. 

Jihan took a deep breath and stood up. Approaching Haris who was sitting on the edge of the bed. 

"The one who wanted the boy the most, Mas. And you've been following your charade. If I take care of Bilal, it means I will be a full-time housewife, while I also want to continue my career" Jihan said. 

"I did this to save our marriage, remember that. Mama often asks us to separate just because we do not have children, so do not be selfish," argued Haris did not accept. 

Jihan put down her comb and went up to the bed. He chose to get busy with his flat object rather than arguing with Haris who must have no end. 

While Haris, the man took off his clothes and went to the bathroom. 

"If you don't want Bilal to get closer to Ainaya why not find another nanny, he's got a lot of money" Jihan grumbled at the tightly shut bathroom door. 

Bilal's presence saves her shaky marriage due to Ida's pressure, but Jihan is not used to having to take care of the baby completely. Moreover, Ainaya was already able to handle her well. 

While in Bilal's room, Ainaya could not close his eyes. Haris's heart-piercing speech was as if it was still ringing in his ears. 

It was very painful, but he was already muddy with an unknown agreement. 

"I'm sorry, son. If you knew this was what your father wanted, maybe you would choose to be a vagabond and live under the bridge" Ainaya said with regret.

Her tears were unceasingly dripping down in light of her wrong decision. 

What should I do after this. O God, show me your way. 

Go, work and become a strong Ainaya as it used to be before trouble struck.

Ainaya rubbed Bilal's cheek gently and curled up next to him. He wants to wake up from a dream and come back to real life. Thinking about his future later. 

"Where are I going?" In the middle of his daydream, Ainaya suddenly remembered his invisible phone. 

He got out of bed and into the room. Look for that thing between the shirt and the stuff in the room. Accidentally his hand touched the paper bag giving Ida bu. 

Ainaya opened the bag and took his clothes and pulled out. 

"I'll wear this when Mama gets here, let her take a good look at it."

Back to focus on finding his phone that has not been met.  

"Where did I put it?" Open closet. Reveal the folds of clothes that have been neatly arranged. But nil, Ainaya did not find it either. 

Not because it is expensive and luxurious. However, it was the only thing to contact uncle and aunt.

"What are you looking for, Nay?" Suddenly a heavy voice greeted from the doorway.

Ainaya looked over without saying hello. He was stunned by Haris's face which was more handsome than usual. 

I don't know, lately Ainaya did feel something different when he was close to the man, but he tried to dismiss his fear of disappointment even deeper. 

"You heard what I said, right?" haris' second greeting while waving his hand in front of Ainaya's face. 

"De–listen, Sir. I'm looking for hp. It seemed like yesterday there was a table, but suddenly there was none" Ainaya replied slightly nervously. 

"Maybe you forgot" he accused. 

"If you don't forget it can't be lost," Ainaya denied staring at the back of Haris who was standing firmly in front of him. 

There was no other way, Haris came out of the room and a while back with a cell phone. He made a call to Ainaya's number. 

The ringing sound was heard from behind the pads that were on the side of the closet making Ainaya and Haris look at each other. 

"That's, next time don't put it carelessly." Haris turned his head towards the source of the sound. 

Ainaya hurried to get it. Sure enough, it was tucked inside a large crackle bag. 

"Oh yeah, Nay. I'm just here to say, if Bilal is two months old, you can go. From tomorrow you can give her a pacifier so she gets used to it."

Ainaya smiled blandly. His heart ached when he heard Haris' blatant speech expel him. In fact, for now Bilal is Ainaya's only hope to live his bad life, but with the heart of the man will separate it again. 

"Well, sir," Ainaya replied as she checked her phone. 

His forehead frowned upon seeing some missed calls from Adam. 

''Ngapain mas Adam called me, is there something to say, '' said Ainaya softly, and I looked up at Haris. 

"What's Adam, Nay?" ask Haris the researcher. 

Ainaya was shocked and then closed the screen of his phone. ''My friend, Sir. He who yesterday nolongin me in __"

Ainaya stopped his words. It is impossible to say that he had time to go to Bali to catch up with the man and meet a good man named Adam. 

"Market," he continued.

Haris shook his head and left Ainaya. His steps stopped when he remembered the same name as Mr. Gunawan's nephew. 

It is not possible that they are the same person, Adam the Balinese and just came yesterday. While Ainaya in this house has been over a week. 

Continue to walk towards the guest room. Haris picked up a pillow and brought it to the living room sofa. 

"I'm calling back, right?" Ainaya hesitated, but was afraid that something would matter. Moreover, the man had been good to him and financed when he came home. 

"Tomorrow, he may be asleep by now." 

Ainaya put his phone on the table and walked out. 

The lights are already on dimly. Ainaya headed straight for Bilal's room. He then stopped in the middle of the road when he saw the legs sticking out of the sofa. 

Why did Haris sleep on the couch? There are not many rooms in this house. Did he have another fight with Jihan's mom?

Bodo is very, it is not Ainaya's business that is not considered. He went into Bilal's room and lay down. 

Almost fifteen minutes Ainaya's eyes could not be shut. His brain kept remembering Haris who was currently outside. 

"Most certainly Haris is cold." Knock his finger on the stomach. I had to go down again and pick up the blanket from the closet. Open the door slowly and walk around. 

Regular breathing sounds a sign Haris is asleep. Ainaya immediately covered the entire body of the husband leaving his face. 

''Good night, Mas. Have a beautiful dream. Before we part, I want to serve you like any other wife" Ainaya said and returned to the room.