Not a Savings Woman

The new life of Ainaya

''You see what, if you don't blink, '' said Bu De, surprising Didin. 

The nearly twenty-seven-year-old man chuckled, his face blushing. Trying to turn his eyes the other way. 

''No, Miss De, I just saw people passing by, '' Didin told a lie. 

Ma'am De looked outwards. Where there Ainaya busy helping his employees drying rice in the yard. Sometimes I joke with the girls who come.

''Reason, just tell me that you've been watching Ainaya. Beautiful huh?''

''What the hell, ''' elak Didin left Bu De. He chose to sit in front of the television and continued watching the drama, I cried. 

Ms. De caught up and sat down beside Didin. Both of them were staring in the same direction but with their respective minds.

''You like Ainaya?'' ask mom De seriously. 

Undoubtedly, that the relationship between Ainaya and Didin is indeed getting closer, even the man was able to change Ainaya who was often silent and daydreaming back cheerful, now does not look sad anymore. 

Their days together were like lovers. Since the woman's presence, Didin never returned home for many reasons.

''She still has a husband, Ms. De, '' Didin said without staring. Upset by De's mother who kept urging him to get married. 

That was true, but they already knew clearly that Ainaya and her husband's marriage was only in return. There is no love between the two. In fact, Ainaya himself had said he wanted to separate. 

''But it seems that Ainaya also likes you, you know. The proof is that he often asks for your help.''

The sound of laughter stopped Didin who was about to utter, he turned his head towards the source of the voice. It turned out that Ainaya and Luluk were coming. 

Ms. De stood up and approached the two women. They looked radiant despite being filled with sweat. While Didin remained in the place pretending to focus with the tv on.

''I said yes, Nay. See you, '' said Luluk while holding his hand.

Ainaya nodded and returned the wave of the hand.

''You don't like it under the heat, Nay. Your skin will be black.'' Swiping away Ainaya's slightly brownish hand. 

Ainaya smiled. He does not care about his skin, which is important when happy to hang out with the village girls. They are more friendly than the cuckoo and picky city kids.

''No papa, Mrs De. I'm happy with the atmosphere here anyway. Black people do not matter, the important thing is that our hearts are clean, Ainaya explained and that made Didin more and more heartbroken.

Yes, now he was happier, even as if the problem that hit him disappeared instantly. Moreover, it has been almost two weeks he did not open the phone because he was busy helping Bu De who was drying rice. I wish everything was completely gone from his life.

''Stay here, Nduk?'' ask Bu De to make sure. ''Don't want to go to town again?''

Instantly the smile that adorned Ainaya's lips dimmed. From the deepest recesses wanted to go home and hug his son, but it was impossible and could only withstand the increasingly passionate longing.

''If you want to go home I can anterin, '' Didin bargained with a smile.

''No need, Mas. I feel right here. Sorry, I'll go to the room first.'' Ainaya leaves De and Didin's mom after getting the nod.

He went into the room and looked at the picture of Bilal on the bed. Not feeling a clear circle dripping just wet his cheek. 

''You can think of this mother as the cruelest mother, son. But just so you know, mama did this because she had to. Mama can't be around you while papa doesn't want it. Mom kangen.'' Rubbed his tear-filled cheeks. Return, expressing his slightly fragile heart when remembering the son. 

His hand slid open the drawer. Taking out a long-abandoned phone. Although it has changed all accounts and sim cards. He was afraid that Haris would find out. 

Read some incoming messages from Ajeng and Lidya, as only they know the number at the moment. Prank opened a sosmed account owned by Haris that he deliberately followed with a new account. Not kangen with the man, but want to see the development of Bilal directly.

Her lips painted a smile as she looked at the post that was uploaded earlier this morning. He also read the caption written by Haris. 

''It's so funny to you, son. Don't be naughty, don't take papa while working. Mama promises sometime will go home nengokin you.'' 

Just putting down the phone, there was a knock on the door from the outside. Ainaya tidied up her appearance then opened the door. Didin came. As usual, the man looked embarrassed. 

''What's up, Mas?'' ask Ainaya to investigate.

Silent for a moment

''Later tonight I want to take you on the road, '' Didin said hesitantly. ''If you don't want to also not papa,'' he added. 

Ainaya tapped his chin. Like thinking of something. Whether that's what, making Didin's heart pound, let alone this was the first time he invited Ainaya out. 

''I had made a pact with Luluk, would eat too, but if Didin Ajakin mas also did not papa, we could be three.''

Yes Yes Yes yes

Didin breathed a sigh of relief, although he could not be both, at least they would come out together as he had wanted all along. Really, only this time he felt groggy when near a woman, even sometimes the wrong behavior that made him embarrassed himself. 

''Yes already, I rest first yes, Mas, '' said Ainaya. 

Didin nodded quickly, allowing Ainaya to enter. 

After the door closed tightly, he raised his hand up to make De laugh behind the dining table. 

''Awas, Din! She's still the wife of people lest you fall in love.'' Mimicking Didin's words whenever he talked about Ainaya. 

Didin chose to go to the room instead of hearing the taunts from De's mother who would definitely corner him. He opened the closet and revealed the clothes hanging neatly. Looking for the most beautiful and expensive shirt to look handsome like the dream of every woman. 

''Which one should wear?'' Take a short black and white shirt and put it on his body alternately. 

Ah, his life in the village did make him miss the current trend. Moreover, Didin was preoccupied with his work as a farmer and never took care of his appearance. Especially during the harvest season like this, he must have rarely been at home because he had to watch over those who worked in the fields.

Bu De does have several acres of rice fields and employs several people to manage them, but as the owner, Didin also helped them. That's what made Miss De forbid him to work in a city like Ajeng.