Not a Savings Woman

A relaxing massage

Haris is quite quiet in the living room. His eyes were tracing the photo displayed on the wall. There are many pictures there, among them the woman and the man who greeted him earlier, Mrs De and Didin. However, the house was as quiet as it was without any occupants. Then, switch to staring at some of the room doors that appear while waiting for De Bu from earlier to the back. Meanwhile, Didin went to take the bike, out of nowhere. 

''Sorry, the house is simple, '' said Mrs De back with a cup of coffee and a few pieces of cake. 

''No papa, Mrs De. This house is already very good here.'' Haris' voice sounded friendly and polite, unlike when angry at the office. 

Sipping coffee to relieve drowsiness because almost all day driving without pause. In fact, even though he did not rest for the sake of immediately meeting his wife.

Actually Haris planned to come next week, but because he saw last night's photo that Andik stole from Ajeng's phone, he felt jealous and wanted to immediately pick up the wife. 

Ms. De sat in front of Haris blocked by the table. He knew what purpose the man was coming for, would definitely pick up Ainaya. 

''What do I call Ainaya now?'' ask mom De seriously. 

Haris shakes. He did not know how Ainaya would react if he saw it, only he waited for the right moment. 

The sound of the motor stopped in front of the house. It turns out Didin came along with a woman wearing a kebaya shirt. 

''Bu De, this is the masseur. I'll go to the room first. There was a report that I had not taken care of, '' said Didin looking at Haris with a lazy look. 

''Don't do that, accompany Mr. Haris first, his work can be later.'' Ms. De pulled Didin's hand until the man collapsed on the sofa. 

''The guest is a king, respect him, '' he added.

''Who wants to be sorted, Mrs De?'' ask Haris enthusiastically. Bu De looked at Haris with a smile. 

''So Ainaya ran out of the rice fields, he said his legs hurt, so De told Didin to call a masseuse, who knows later he can recover.'' 

Haris nodded in understanding. Staring at the back of De's mother who started to move away. They stopped in front of a room on the edge. 

It means Ainaya's room.

Shifting his seat slightly to the side blocked Didin's burly body. 

''Didn't you come here to meet Ainaya? Why should you hide everything, Didin ketus. 

''Not yet, '' replied Haris briefly. 

Sayup-sayup heard a familiar voice in the ear making Haris' smile wider. Although he could not speak, at least he had found the idol. Hope there is a right moment for the meeting to be a surprise. 

Ainaya who stood in the doorway sniffed his nose while smelling the scent of perfume that was also familiar, while Miss De was only silent because she had arranged a plan not to say about Haris coming to her house. 

Like the perfume of Haris. Ah, am I crazy to think of him. 

''Please come in, Mom!'' Ainaya entered and closed the door, while Bu De went straight back to Haris. 

''Whose mother's name?'' ask Ainaya while going up to the bed. 

''Just call Murni, Nduk. Now you open the shirt and cover with a blanket and the position of the face down, later I will massage the whole, so that your body is more comfortable.'' Pure Ma'am took out the oil and started rubbing on her palm. 

At first Ainaya felt embarrassed about having to expose some parts of her body. However, because Murni a little pushy, he was forced to do, after all they are both women. And it is impossible for Didin to enter without knocking on the door. 

As in other patients, Pure Ma always jokingly melted the atmosphere and occasionally asked the sick part. Arranging her massage so that Ainaya did not feel excessive pain. 

''At the end of Kulon, come by sometime, but mother's house is ugly.''

Ainaya just smiled a little. His brain had begun to sink into the dreamland to make his lips feel heavy to say. 

''Sleep, Nduk?'' tanya Bu Murni made sure. 

There's no answer. However, the sound of regular breathing indicates that Ainaya is asleep. 

Turns out he's tired.

Continuing her massage quietly, afraid to disturb Ainaya who seemed to be enjoying her dream. 

Door opens. Pure Ma'am covered Ainaya's entire body with a blanket and turned to the door. 

It turns out that De ma'am came over to Mbak Murni. ''Ainaya is asleep?'' asked Bu De without making a sound. 

Pure Ma'am just nodded quickly. 

A good opportunity. 

Bu De walked towards the door then waved his hand towards Haris. Although he had heard stories from Ainaya about the planned separation, but he also felt sorry for Haris who seemed to really want to reunite. 

''Ainaya sleep, you can enter, '' said Mrs De whispering.  

Haris looked towards the direction where the wife was still sleeping face down. His feet swung towards De and Murni's bu. 

''Now you just take a break beside him, let's wake up later he was shocked,'' suggested Miss De who immediately approved Haris. 

Pure Ma'am who felt she had finished her task came out with Bu De, while Haris immediately locked the door. Maybe it's not all as smooth as her expectations. But, it took a long process to heal the wounds in Ainaya's heart. However, he had promised Bilal that he would bring his mother home, no matter what. 

Haris sat on the edge of the bed so that he could stare at Ainaya's face. His hands stretched out tucked the wife's hair that covered her cheeks. Then kiss her softly and long. 

Do not forget to take a picture and send it to Ida bu number and Indrawan sir. 

They only reply to Haris' message with the words ''quick take home'' and also the smile emoji happy sign. 

''My mistake was big enough for you, but I hope you can forgive me. Whatever punishment you will receive, I will accept, as long as you do not ask for separation. Because I wouldn't be able to raise Bilal without you. Surely mama will curse me if you can not take you home, said Haris Lirih accompanied by tears. 

Back kissing Ainaya's cheek. Channeling an increasingly passionate longing. Swiping almost all over his body filled with massage oil with tissue. Changing its position to be tilted, ensuring that the woman is in a clean state while sleeping. Set the temperature of the fan and face towards the bed. 

Haris also opened the shirt until he left the underwear. He lay down beside Ainaya to unravel the fatigue caused by the long journey. 

Outdoors

What they do inside, what do-do __ 

Didin looked very agitated. He was still not willing if Ainaya returned with Haris. Moreover, just last night the woman said she did not want to go back to her husband. But now, they were in a closed room.

He belongs to someone else, Din. You have to let go. Strengthened his own heart that began to break.